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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Atom:
11/27/2016 8:55:28 PM
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[spoiler]Redacted because I caused plot level shit, which I would have to wait for. [/spoiler]
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Snow came back again, this time with words on her mind. She climbed up the podium (sorta) poked the mans foot from the edge. "Yo crybaby, stop complaining. Its worse away from the Dojo."
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[b]As the people milled about after the mans speech, a man walked towards him, a scowl on his face. As he approached you, he moved the part of his coat that hid his waist to expose a katana in a leather sheathe engraved with gold.[/b] Come with me.
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Nada scampered through the crowd, her small stature making her only noticeable to the man by the glow her body had, dimmed over her chest by the Vines and twigs that made up her "armor", and to which a "sword" was attached, made from a branch and a shard of iron, only a dagger to a normal person She broke through and scampered up to the man's podium, mewling curiously
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[b]The man looked down at the goat-thing? with a sigh, and spoke up, his voice sharp as a knife, hard as iron. [/b] You have something to say? [b]He chuckled, not even sure if she [i]could[/i] say anything. [/b]
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She shrank from his voice, from where she came from it was obvious that she came from the dojo, but she understood his tone and what he said "Why....man....upset?" She must've been young, very, only standing at 3'6, and truthfully she was more of a cat-rabbit-spirit thing After listening to his words, she knew that the man was upset at someone, not the whole dojo, and......she didn't seem like one of the murderers or petty warriors he described, but a rather kind and gentle soul A clear and stark contrast to his words
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[b]The crowd began to mutter. Another warrior who couldn't protect them from the dangers of the world.[/b] Did you not see the monument? Every one of those names represents a dead person. A person who will never get their life back. Because [i]they[/i], despite their power, can't protect us from s single woman.
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"Try....talk?" She asked innocently, her face showing apprehenshion and fear, as she backed away some
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[b]The crowd started to grow angry. The creature was interrupting their gathering, for no apparent reason. The man poked the furry animal with his cane.[/b] Scat, kid... [b]He somewhat started to push you away with the walking tool. [/b]
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She grabbed it and with surprising strength pulled it from your grasp, or tried to, your grip would need to be sure and tight "No! Tell.....Me....Who...attack!"
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[b]He growled, and then sighed. [/b] Many people. People who reduce our bring to mere dust on their shoulders. And those so called saviors up there? Help us after oh, only a few hundred have been killed.
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"Then....talk....with.....them!" She said, tilting her head again
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Snow stood in the crowd, listening to the man speak. She wore her usual grey sweatpants, but for her top she decided to wear an old garb of hers, from back before she made her way to the dojo. It was a- still bloodied- pale white trenchcoat with holes and tears all over it. She was curious to see where his little speech went.
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[b]That was about it, all considering. People in the crowd began to jeer at the dojo, and cheer at the man. He smiled slightly, leaning on the podium. [/b]
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She started to quietly snarl, a little ticked off. Just then her leg shook. She had been having trouble standing on it recently. The cause was most likely the bullet wound she tried fixing herself when she showed up. She thought it had healed completely over time, but she may have been wrong.
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[b]Some people in the crowd simply moved away. They had full lost something, be it a child... Or arm. The girl wasn't exactly a new case. [/b]
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Snow had lost everything prior to showing up. But no one would know that at first glance. She sighed as she made her way out of the crowd... ((not end))
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[spoiler]How tho[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]i dunno. i really only responded out of boredom. I didnt feel like shooting the guy. But then again, he feels like a trouble maker.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]idk what to do •-• I... I guess end? [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]sure. end.[/spoiler]
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[b]The guards that were on the edges of the courtyard shifted, somewhat uncomfortable at the man's words. Hawkwood was in the crowd, the honorable Knight walking through the crowd towards the podium [/b]
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Come to speak your mind? Go ahead, but I'll stick to the podium. [b]He tipped his hat in recognition, with a slight smile. He rested himself down on his cane, waiting for what he was to say. [/b]
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[b]The Knight strode up to the podium, looking at the man[/b] "Why do you say these things?" [spoiler]Also if this is a plot, there's a long line :/[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Nope, but some major changes are happening (Dojo is now victim to anything out in space, due to JT thinking the villagers were ungrateful.) [/spoiler] Because they are true, fool. Look around you. We rely on mass murderers to protect us from people just like them. I will not stand for that.
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[spoiler]Eh? What does that mean? [/spoiler] "Then leave. No one is asking you to stay. These mass murderers protect those that cannot protect themselves. Even if many are killed in the process."
