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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/22/2016 7:02:34 PM
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"I don't like asking questions. You've got literally nothing for me? At all?"
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"I know where you were raised, in Cedyetica, though I suppose you can tell me more about your hometown?"
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"Not much to tell. It was pretty horrible. Gangs. Drugs. Had to kill a lot of people."
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"How old were you when you moved out? Meet any interesting people in Cedyetica? I'm certain you did. Place sounds pretty interesting."
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"I left when I was 29. And yes, I've met a lot of people. Three of which are here. A cowboy named JT, a swordsman named Lance, and a girl named Athena."
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"JT? He kicked my brother's ass in the tournament. Seriously pissed him off. Heh, sore loser. Lance and Athena I haven't heard about, nor have I met them. Though, I haven't met JT either.. Did you get the cowboy look from him?"
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"Yep. I take a lot after him, really. Bits of attitude, outlooks on stuff, stuff like that. It's why I'm getting a hat. Complete the look."
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"Ah, well, I'll still prefer you, Keri." [i]Came Luke's response before he stopped somewhat suddenly. Before the two was a somewhat overdoses log cabin made from oak wood. The large set of doors was closed, though there was a sign that said "open".[/i] "And we're here."
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"It looks... Homely, I guess. It's definitely different. What's the place called?" [spoiler]I just woke up like twenty minutes ago kill me[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Not every reply needs to be long. [/spoiler] "It's very homely. Shouldn't all that busy, either - which is good, because I personally dislike crowds. It's called the 'Goldenridge Inn', for some reason."
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"I'm used to crowds and stuff, so you literally could've taken me anywhere for this. But, shall we go in?"
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"I suppose, but I've not done much exploring, and since I didn't want to wander for hours to find a place, I went here. And yes, we shall." [i]With a grin, Luke moved to the one of the two doors, pushing it open with his right shoulder, and then keeping it open for Keri to enter. [/i]
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[b]Keri walked in, clicking her tongue a few times to get the full picture of the place. Maybe it would be really nice. Maybe not. The log exterior wasn't really getting her hopes up.[/b]
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[i]Luke quickly joined Keri at her side after closing the door, leaving the cold outside. He grinned as he looked around the place, which was more like an inn because I'm a fan of inns, okay? The interior was.. well, I dunno how to call it. It was nice and warm inside, a large fireplace that spread its heat through the room being at the left wall, a very small amount of people being gathered around it for the warmth. There were round, wooden tables - each with two to four chairs - spread through the establishment, most of which were unoccupied. Straight ahead of the two was the bar/counter, behind which a smiling, balding man stood, an apron covering his white shirt and black pants. [/i]
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[b]It was certainly.... Interesting. She'd only seen bright lights and metal... This was very different. A major case of culture shock. It wasn't very bad... She kinda liked it actually.[/b] "Umm... I like the place."
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"Well, that's certainly good to hear. I mean, I guess it somewhat works out with you having the cowgirl look and all. Anyway, want to get the menu?" [i]Luke truly was happy she liked it, having been somewhat anxious to see Keri's response to the place. [/i]
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"Where are they at? I've haven't eaten anything all day, little hungry."
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"On the table. Where do you want to sit? Near the fire place? I'll let you decide. I'm just going to think about what I'll take."
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"Yeah... The fireplace sounds nice. Go grab a spot for us, I gotta go do something, alright?" [b]She rushes out, a small beeping coming from the weird screen on her arm.[/b]
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"Alright," [i]Luke softly replied, before he moved to a free table with just two seats. He sat down his own chair, which was made from oak wood, like most things in this place. Imagine what a fire would do. [/i]
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[b]Keri was gone for a minute, then she walked back in, her smile even brighter. She took a seat beside Lucas, smiling over at him.[/b] "Sorry about that, had to help someone out. He keeps getting himself almost killed."
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[i]Luke's own smile brightened as well when Keri walked back in. He wasn't worried that she had left him, because, well, he was too innocent. Too ignorant of the horrors oh the world. Because, well, he never really dated. [/i] "I assume you made it so he didn't get himself killed?" [i]He asked with a soft chuckle, a happy little twinkle in his eyes. [/i] "Aha. Well, that's somewhat odd."
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"Yeah. Guy's name is Daniel. I've been taking care of him since he was four. Funny... I haven't aged a day, and he's a grown man now. Makes me feel old. Watched him grow up, then he left when he was eighteen. He said he'd be showing up soon. Hope he hasn't done anything too drastic to himself. Anyways, where are the menus at again?"
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"Showing up here soon? Well, alright, then. That'll be interesting, I suppose. And the menu is here, on the table." [i]Luke responded as he tapped on the menu with his right index and middle finger. And, since I'm a lazy shit, the menu just has about everything. [/i]
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[b]Keri picks it up, but quickly realizes that she can't read it, so she turns to Lucas.[/b] "I can't read this."
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[i]Lucas sorta already expected something like this, as Keri couldn't read braille, and the ordinary letters didn't stick out at all.[/i] "Well, show me the card. I'll read it for you, or I can pick something if you tell me what sort of food you'd like? I don't mind helping you out."
