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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/6/2016 11:30:49 PM
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[b]I stand in the courtyard of the Dojo. I have my NCR standard-issue Ranger Combat Armor on, my overcoat covering most of the combat armor and some of my jeans, reinforced with a ballistic-polymer weave. I don't have my helmet on, however. My jet black hair still short-cut, the dye in it working wonders. My dull blue eyes, probably looking like I was gazing into nothing. I was using cans on the Dojo wall for target practice with my silenced sniper rifle.[/b]
[spoiler]Open. Short post to kill time.[/spoiler]
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[b]There are several shots, and several cans topple over. Watcher approached from behind Grant, better known as Charles Gregory[/b] "You don't shoot that bad yourself."
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"Damn it, kid. It's gonna take me forever to set those back up. What do you want?"
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"What? I can't have some practice shots?"
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"If you wanted some practice, you should've set up your own stuff. Took me and hour to set all those cans up."
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"It's seven cans. How did it take so long?"
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"That wall is ten feet tall. I'm six and a half."
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"There's things called ladders. No offense."
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"I don't have a ladder."
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"Have you looked?"
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"No, I haven't."
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"Maybe if you looked a little bit."
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"I'm a Ranger, not a fûcking ISpy."
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"That's a good point."
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*Elvis "HELP! I'M BEING CHASED BY HOT POLICEMEN!!!" *The gates to the Dojo fly open as Elvis, wearing nothing but a bathrobe and military-grade combat boots runs in. Two pillars of fire blast in after her as two policemen run in after her. Oddly, their uniforms are almost skintight and they're wearing short shorts. Then it occurs to you, for some reason this woman is being chased by two flamethrower wielding strippers.*
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"Ummm... Okay then." [b]Guess it was best to help her. I aim my rifle, and nail one of the guys in the back of the knee. Ditto the other.[/b]
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Edited by Skatch142: 11/6/2016 11:48:32 PM*They both fall down, grabbing their legs and screaming. Elvis turns to you with a surprised look.* *Elvis "Dad? You saved me!" *She runs up, hugging you.*
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"Dad? Uhh..." [b]Huh. This was new. Hadn't been called dad since Alice learned I wasn't her real dad. Felt good to be called it again. I'd always wanted to be a father, but my wife kept losing the babies... Maybe... Nah, this kid was too old, wasn't she? She looked around Alice's age. Still...[/b] "Listen kid, I ain't your dad, but I'd damn well accept the offer to be a father again."
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*Elvis "What are you talking about Daddy? You're my dad! It's me, Elvis!" (She's 18 by the way.)
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[b]I guess... This was a chance. If I chose to take it. And you'd better be damn sure I'd take it.[/b] "Fine kid. I'm your dad."
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*Elvis "Oh, don't act like you don't already know me!" *She says, hugging you tighter.*
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[b]I slowly wrap my arms around her, slow and steady. Didn't want to scare her away. It would be nice to have a daughter again. Well, an adopted daughter but one nonetheless. I was excited. Happy. I'd actually have someone to care for again. It would be a nice change of pace. I couldn't just throw myself at the Legion anymore. Then what would happen if I died? Would she be sad? Crushed? Would she even care? No. don't think about that. Think about how happy you are. Think about all the good times you're gonna have. I smile, even though she can't say it.[/b] "It's good to see you again, I guess. Good to have you back." [b]Might as well play along with her insane ramblings too.[/b]
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*Elvis "It's good to see you too dad! I bet I look really different after ten years!" *She says as she looks up at him, smiling.*
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"Yeah. You really do. I'd imagine I do too. Where have you been? Never could find you after looking for a while."
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*Elvis "God, I can't remember all the places I've been. For a while I think I was the queen of rats..."
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"Queen of rats? That's... That's interesting... What exactly does that mean? You know what, never mind. I probably don't wanna know. Say, do you have a room yet? In the Dojo?"
