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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/29/2016 3:59:53 AM
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"I...I" she tried to respond, only for the memories to come back. The beam from before. Seeing some admiral die by her side. Killing another older man. And then...shooting the core of some type of ancient place.
"I don't know. All I remember...is me waking up here."
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[i]"That's quite alright. Listen, we'll get you somewhere with more advanced technology..." [/i] [i][u]"The dojo!"[/u][/i] [u]"We're not members yet... And we can't leave Allister." [/u] [i]"Me and Nova will go. Stay here Eidos. When Allister wakes up bring ship and the supplies [/i] [u]"Just get her somewhere." [/u] [b]The doctor picks Shep up, taking her out of the tent [/b] [i]"You gonna be okay?"[/i]
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*She could barely walk, using Scavenger for his support.* "No...I can't...even..feel...anything..." she says, falling into unconsciousness.
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[b]Scavenger picks her up bridal shower, and as she falls into unconsciousness he begins sprinting. When she awakens, she finds herself in a white room, Scavenger sleeping on a chair by the bed, his head on the bed. She's been heavily bandaged, but everything feels mostly normal [/b]
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*She looks toward Scavenger, a weak smile on her face. He kinda looked cute, all on her bed and all, in her opinion. She looked at all her current injuries and searched for the heavy pistol from before, as well as her armor.*
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[b]He armor was on a table, on the other side of the room along with her pistol. Everything else that may have been on her was there as well, including the water bottle she had taken [/b]
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*She looked at them somberly. Something made it look at that armor that way...although she's never knew why she was doing what she was doing. She quickly pulled her view from that and looked back to Scavenger. She should probably wake him.* "Hey...my hero and all...wake up." She says, nudging playfully with her elbow, despite the bandages.
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[b]He groggily awakened and as he sat up, she realized he didn't have his helmet on. The man beneath the mask was.... Attractive to say the least (Just picture the head on the armor from before) [/b] https://imgur.com/vsgqBVL "Oh hey.. You're awake." [b]He yawned, taking a look at the monitor that watched her vitals [/b] "You were pretty banged up... We got here just in time."
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*She...really had nothing to say about his looks. She's see that same look some time ago...though she exactly remember anything else.* "So...um...doc, how long was I exactly out? And...um...how are you?" She asks, beginning to try to rile u some kind of conversation.
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"You were out for approximately... Oh I dunno I lost track of time." [b]He yawns [/b] "I'm fine.. Just tired. I've been watching over you. How are feeling? Any better? Pain?"
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"Well..." She responds, simply checking to see if any of her body parts hurt. "...maybe you could tell me the name of the person who rescued me, maybe I could answer some of the itching questions you can ask me." *She starts unwinding the bandages, revealing a massive scar coming from her shoulder down to the edge of her elbow. She could still move it, though.*
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[b]He smiled at her, showing a real concern for her safety and at the same time a real kindness [/b] "My name is very difficult to pronounce. So you can call me Doc. Or Scavenger. Whichever you prefer. Who might you be, fair damsel in distress?" [b]He chuckled at the old reference, from back in the day when Penelope Pitstop was around [/b]
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"Heh...Scavenger. Then...I guess..." she says, before a meemory flashed through her eyes. (Flashback) [i]"Yeah...seems we need a name before you can be able to join the Alliance, miss." One of the guards responds. "Vera Shepard, then. Cal me that." Shepard replies.[/i] (End Flashback) "Vera. Vera Shepard." She responds, smiling back at Scavenger.
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"Sheppard?" [b]He smiles, and thinks for a moment [/b] "You mean like Commander Shepherd or General Shepherd? Or just Shepherd?"
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Edited by A Stormy Dio: 11/29/2016 2:02:13 PM*Her memories flashed again, this time showing her commanding two ships; one being destroyed, the other barely surviving a massive red energy.* "Commander Shepard, I guess." She responds, looking at her healing wounds.
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"Well then, just Shepherd. It's a pleasure to meet you, awake this time."
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"Yeah, and not...bleeding to death I guess." She responds, as she unwound a from the rest of her injuries. She takes her own armor and such and goes I tot he bathroom to change. "You aren't gonna look, right, Scavenger?" She yells from the locked bathroom.
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"No! I promise you that much!" [b]He yawns, stretching and pacing [/b]
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*You hear her laughing as she starts to change her outfit.* [i](About...an hour later...)[/i] *She comes back out, in her armor and all, pistol hilted to her side. In her right arm was an Omni-Tool, which she was currently adjusting.* "So...what do you people usually do here?" She asks, looking up towards Scavenger.
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[b]He was sitting in the chair from before, a cup of coffee in his hands [/b] "Well this dojo is home to all warriors and a safe haven for them to train."
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"A safe haven? Did you...happen to be breached by anything? And... warriors? Please elaborate on that; I don't think many heroes would agree to kill each other for bloodsport." She says, finishing her Omni-tool adjustments and leaned on the wall next to him.
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"Breached? No never. These walls have never been breached by anything and I'm not sure how to expand on warriors
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"Oh..." she responds, another memory appearing. This time, it was of a robot blowing buildings and people up with a giant laser. "Um...is there anything the Dojo might need to support the place?" She asks.
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"Well yeah, we're always looking for more members. And we're always making some.kind of food"
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"I guess I could help with more members. Maybe make them join this little Dojo. You mind me going outside? I need some kind of fresh air around here without the smell of bleach or ash in the morning." She says.
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"Ywah door is over here" [b]He gets up, waking to a door and opening it [/b]
