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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/14/2016 1:04:57 AM
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[quote]Easy. People may think you're talking to yourself. And I'm more of a "What" than a "who," but the man in the black jacket and the obnoxiously large rifle is the one you'd wanna talk to. I promise he's compensating for something, but don't tell him I said that. [/quote]
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"That's an even better picture."
[i] She says with a laugh, eyeing the sniper rifle and the bullets paired with it.
With that..an insane idea came to her mind.[/i]
"Can I shoot it?"
[i] She asked, obviously serious, but knowing what kind of question she was asking and what kind of trust that meant. It was his Dad's rifle. [/i]
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Edited by Trashcan Jesus: 11/16/2016 10:05:14 PMWhenever's good for you. I'm alright with going off the map for a little while anyways. [i]He said.[/i]
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"Ok, I'll let you know." [i] She says, throwing her arms around him and hugging him briefly before making her way back to the Dojo without a word more. As she retreated though, a noise off to Wolfe's right, in the midst of some trees could be heard.. branches crashing, yelling, feminine. [/i]
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[i]The hug surprised him, his instant reaction one of discomfort. He wasn't big on the hugs, but he was training himself to accept them. Upon hearing the screams, he immediately cloaked himself, drawing his blade and turning to face them.[/i]
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[i] They sounded more like screams of frustration, but none the less. From Wolfe's position, all he could see were branches and pieces of trees flying this way and that, like getting they were getting hacked apart. [/i]
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[i]That was interesting... he remained cloaked, watching the brush silently.[/i]
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Edited by Will: 11/17/2016 12:14:02 AM[i] What he saw, was something he wasn't likely to see in the middle of the forest. A [url=https://imgur.com/a/uEZXu]girl[/url], barely an adult around twenty-one, was hacking away and branches off of unfortunate trees with a technologically advanced looking [url=https://imgur.com/a/Yn2ts]katana[/url] She wore a white dress that went down to her knees, and was slightly..less modest in the torso area. Her ample chest didn't help her case either. Her long, light hair was complimented by blue grey eyes. She wasn't even attacking the branches and limbs with any technique or skill. More like wildly hacking out of frustration. [/i]
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[i]He did nothing, standing still and watching silently. He had a mildly bad feeling in his stomach about this.[/i]
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[i] She kept hacking away, yells of frustration escaping her as the blade raggedly cut through wood and bark. She didn't notice Wolfe, considering he was invisible. She did slow though, her breath coming out in loud huffs from the exertion. [/i]
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[i]He continued to watch, remaining in place. [/i]
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[i] Suddenly, her spine started to tingle, an uneasy feeling washing over her. She felt like she was being watched..[/i] "Is someone there?" [i] She says out loud, her voice low and meek, slightly scared at the situation, [/i]
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[i]Still, he waited. Something wasn't feeling right to him... [/i]
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[i] She seemed innocent, not armored at all and only a sword. Even if things were sketchy, she couldn't take Jackson head on. No, it just looked like a girl taking her frustrations out.[/i] "Hello..?" [i] She said once again, eyes searching around.[/i]
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[i]Appearances were deceiving. Nonetheless, he spoke, remaining cloaked.[/i] Yeah. You're not alone. Any reason someone in skimpy clothes is running around with swords in the woods? [i]He asked.[/i]
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[i] She flushes red and then snorts.[/i] "It's a dress, and it's because I came here without realizing I'd kind of need money for new clothes. So I'm stuck with it." [i] She waves a hand around at the broken trees.[/i] "My lumberjack attack is me taking out the frustration of not being able to get a job, or find someone to teach me to use this thing." [i] She says, waving the katana stupidly.[/i] "Do you normally talk to girls invisibly? Kinda creepy."
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[i]He chuckled, analyzing her behavior. Clearly she wasn't experienced, lacking armor, and had a severe lack of environmental awareness. [/i] No, I normally don't address people as such. I just happen to have a lot of experience in regards to deception, and I know when something isn't right. [i]He said calmly.[/i]
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"Good for you?" [i] She says questioningly, rubbing her face with her hands.[/i] "Who are you?"
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How about you answer that one first? [i]He asked politely. He may have been quiet when around most of those he knew well, but as an interrogator, he was liable to drive people mad with his abilities to turn questions back around.[/i]
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Edited by Will: 11/17/2016 4:12:30 AM[i] She sighs and sits down, dropping the sword on the ground beside her and resting her back against a tree, placing her elbows on her knees.[/i] "I'm Eve. Eve Brekker." [i] She says, tilting her head back. [/i]
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And where are you from, Miss Brekker? [i]He asked, continuing to watch from his static position.[/i]
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"The Ko-Rudo mountains. Small cabin, me and my dad." [i] She says, picking dirt from under her fingernails.[/i]
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Not a name I recognize. Where is that? [i]he asked, making mental note of her answers.[/i]
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"Here, on Tatakai. About 40 miles north of here." [i] She says like Wolfe is stupid and he should know that. [/i]
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You'll have to forgive me, Miss Brekker, I'm not a native. Particular reason you're here for a job and not there? Bad economy? Perhaps disease, desire for adventure? [i]He asked, mildly interested.[/i]
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"Desire for adventure mostly. Despite what you may think, staring at snow covered mountains all day and night for 20 years isn't exactly enticing." [i] She says, picking her sword back up and turning it over in her hand, seeming mildly interested in the blade.[/i] "Do I get your name now, or are we still going with the good cop only cop routine?"
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Look, I'm not much on hurting people, I'd rather have a civil conversation. You can call me Wolfe. [i]He replied.[/i]
