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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/31/2016 3:48:59 AM
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[b]Seemed the device was just under the surface of her skin, and wouldn't suffer from major damage... It sure would still hurt, but there was little time left... Reinforcements didn't sound too far off.[/b]
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[b]The kid looked over at the girl. She'd die of reinforcements came. Maybe he'd die too... She'd probably thank him for this later. If not... Well, that's have to wait. For now, he had a device to tear out of her wrist. And he did so. He wrenched it from her skin, then smashed it on the ground.[/b]
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[b]Still only barely awake, all she offered was a whimper and slight squirm as the sound of a helicopter rotor began to draw imposingly close... Minutes now... Only minutes.[/b]
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[b]He picked the girl up, and flew through the hole in the wall. For how small he was, he was very strong. He stuck to the shadows, hoping to not be seen with the girl, and eventually he took to running. He ran his way all the way up to the Dojo, up the steps, through the streets. If they made it there, they would be safe.[/b]
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[b]It didn't seem like the assassins followed, most circling around the ruins of the bar and the old plateau for any signs and tracks... But without their chip, they couldn't freely follow the girl...[/b]
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[b]He made a mad dash for the Dojo, up the giant hill. He was trying to save this girl, maybe he could have a friend for once. He kicks open the gates, and sprints in, to the middle of the courtyard. And sets the girl down.[/b]
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[b]She was alive... And safe, but her fatigue and blood loss had knocked her out efficiently. She looked quite fragile laying there... As if even the wind could come by and shatter her.[/b] [b]But for once, between the removal of her blood and marks, and her return to the living, she could finally be seen properly. She was beautiful, even at such a young age, with fair skin and dark black hair... But she had something strange, lines across each cheek, three for each side...[/b]
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[b]Celon looked at them more closely, to him they looked a little like gills... But that wouldn't make sense. Why would they be on her cheeks? Still, he looked closer, not touching her.[/b]
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[b]Whil they certainly seemed like gills, the straight black lines were more like tattoos, tattoos of whiskers.[/b] [b]Se stirred slightly, her face wrinkling up in soreness as she moved, her eyes shifting under her eyelids as she began to come to.[/b]
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[b]The kid backed up a bit, and decides now is a good time to go back to base form. Wouldn't want to blind her when she opens her eyes. He sits beside her, legs crossed.[/b]
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[b]Eventually her eyelids flutter open and she looks around in sudden fear, then surprise... She didn't quite sit up, but she knew that these were not her surroundings from before...[/b]
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"Hi there! I saved you from some guys!" [b]Celon had a big smile plastered across his face, looking almost like a dumb smile. It was as if he was actually happy to see her safe. Then again, it might just be him riding of the dopamine high.[/b]
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[b]She looked a little surprised, but otherwise made no motion of her anxiety.[/b] [b]She tried to lift up her head but winced at the site feeling over we body, instead... She just laid there in silence... Mostly.[/b] [b]She eventually turned to the boy, giving him a stare that was more curious and gentle then scared... But it didn't seem like she was the talkative type.[/b]
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"You don't wanna talk, huh? Okay. That's fine! I know lots of people who don't like to talk!" [b]His voice was excited, but gentle. As if he was afraid he'd scare the girl off of something. He wanted her to stay, there wasn't very many other people even near his age in the Dojo.[/b] "My name's Celon! Nice to meet you!"
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[i]"Vanille..."[/i] [b]She whispered quietly, giving Celon a curious glance before a weak smile. She wasn't unfriendly, but she was certainly distrustful and wary... Though most in her position would be.[/b]
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"Ohh... That's a pretty name. You know, I've seen something lately. A lot of people are named after puns in food! Like me, I'm named after my dad, Celin. Celin sounds like celery! Is your name a pun-thing too?" [b]Celon's tail swished back and forth happily as he talked. That question at the end was clearly not particularly directed at her, more of a general question. [/b]
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[i]"I don't know..."[/i] [b]She said simply, not quite sure what they boy meant. His attitude was a nice change, but she didn't understand who or what he was and why he was here... So many questions, so little will to ask them.[/b]
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[b]He looked at her with a slight look of worry. Did the Senzu mess her up? Or did she just not like to talk? He couldn't really tell. Then he thought back to the food puns... Oh! Food! He didn't ask her that yet![/b] "Hey, are you thirsty or hungry? You've clearly been through a lot..."
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[b]She shook her head, pressing we hands against her forehead to feel for any pain. She felt mostly... Fine...[/b] [b]With a deep breath, she slowly sat up, her hair bouncing slightly with the movement.[/b] [i]"How... How did I get here...?"[/i]
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"Well... I don't know how you got to Tatakai, but I brought you to the Dojo! It's safe here! They can't get you... Whoever they were..." [b]The kid's smile drops away as he realizes what he did to those people... They all probably had families... Children... Wives... And he ended their lives. In an instant.[/b] "I... I killed those guys... I... I killed someone..."
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[i]"They are clones... If that's what you are worried about..."[/i] [b]She mused, knowing full well that her attackers were faceless abominations that enjoyed violence and fear.[/b] [i]"I guess I owe you my life..."[/i]
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"It's no problem... Simply helping out someone who looked like they needed it. It's what my daddy taught me to do. Right before he passed on to Otherworld. That place is nice." [b]The frown that had formed on his face had faded even faster than the smile, and that same dumb smile from before replaced it. He didn't feel like a monster for killing them anymore.[/b]
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[b]She gave him another curious look, like she had no idea what he meant... Which she didn't, but it certainly showed. It was a lot of information in a few brief moments...[/b] [i]"Oh... I see..."[/i]
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[b]He facepalms. He didn't think that she wouldn't know what the stuff he was talking about. He rocks back and forth for a second, and then stops.[/b] "Do you have any questions? About anything?"
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[i]"What is Otherworld...?"[/i] [b]She asked plaintively, curios to know what he meant... Perhaps just another planet? Or something more? Who knew?[/b] [i]"And what are you...?"[/i]
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"Otherworld is the place you go when you die! Then King Yemma judges whether you go to Heaven or Hell! King Yemma's nice. When I died, he let me go up to Heaven! It's nice up there... My daddy's there right now. Anyways, I'm a Saiyan! I'm from a different planet! Well, I'm a Half-Saiyan. My daddy was a Saiyan, my mommy was a human. I miss them both. I'm just glad to know they both made it up to heaven! They're in a really good place!" [b]Despite the dark undertones of the conversation, Celon didn't seem very bothered by it all. Almost like he'd said the same thing a couple times.[/b]
