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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/1/2016 5:25:59 AM
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[b]Of course, I was there. What kind of father would I be if I wasn't? I wasn't wearing my regular NCR Ranger Combat Armor, even though I was wearing something similar. I was wearing a pure black set of lightweight combat armor, a tuxedo design painted on. I thought it looked funny. I wore black pants and boots, but no overcoat, leaving my shirt cut off at just below the shoulder, showing off my robotic left arm. Frisky was sitting beside me, wearing a simple white dress. Frisky eventually went out and started dancing a little away from them, I simply watched them, sipping a glass of whiskey.[/b]
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[i]They both shake their heads in sync.[/i] [b]Arty and Iso:[/b] "Nope!" [i]They look at each other.[/i] [b]Arty and Iso:[/b] "Jinx!" [i]They start to laugh at their own childish actions.[/i]
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[b]I smirk. They were technically both adults, but they were acting like kids. Made me happy, really.[/b] "Then what was is? C'mon, just tell me!"
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[i]They look at each other again and then back to you. They then huddle, whispering to each other.[/i]
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"Come on, kiddos! No sense in hiding secrets!"
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[i]They turn to Grant with nervous smiles.[/i] [b]Iso:[/b] "I don't know if it's something I feel comfortable talking about with my father..." [b]Arty:[/b] "We were talkin' about boys" [i]Iso's face goes red and she starts to hit a laughing Arty.[/i]
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[b]I laugh. Of course. What else would two girls in their teens talk about.[/b] "Iso, I have a question. What do you think about Cannon?"
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[i]Iso gets extremely nervous and red.[/i] [b]Iso: [/b]"I-I don't know honestly. H-He's fun to be around and kinda cute, but..." [b]Arty:[/b] "He has no emotions?" [b]Iso:[/b] "Well...yeah. Also, after being in his head I feel kind of weird around him."
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"What was in his head? Me and him talked a little the other day, he doesn't seem emotionless."
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[b]Iso:[/b] "Are you joking? He has them all bottled up and doesn't catch any hints I throw him." [b]Arty:[/b] "He's not even that cute...."
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"Hm. Weird. I was talking to him and he seemed like anybody else. We were exchanging war stories. Huh. Well, got your eye on anybody else, Pan?"
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[i]Arty winces from Grant saying "Pan" and Iso tears up slightly.[/i] [b]Iso:[/b] "N-No...not really." [b]Arty:[/b] "It's better that way!" [i]Arty agressively hugs Iso and they both laugh.[/i] [b]Arty:[/b] "More time with your best friend!"
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[b]I immediately realize my mistake. I felt bad.[/b] "Iso... I'm sorry. I... You just act so much like her... And you are her technically... I'm sorry."
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[i]Iso waves it off.[/i] "It just brings back bad memories."
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[b]I sigh, and walk right up to them. A put a hand on her shoulder.[/b] "I would guess. I know what it's like to have very bad memories. It's why I don't use my first name."
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[i]Iso smiles up at Grant.[/i] "Thank you for understanding, father. I wish to leave that name behind."
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[b]I smile back at her.[/b] "Alright, kiddo. I'll try not to use it from now on, alright?"
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[i]Iso hugs Grant.[/i] [b]Iso:[/b] "Thank you, father!" [b]Arty:[/b] "You two look cute as a father and daughter."
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[b]I hug her back, and chuckle.[/b] "Guess we do, Art. Guess we do..."
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[i]Iso giggles too.[/i] [b]Arty:[/b] "...because of my family situation could I...join in?"
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"Of course you could. I don't mind, and I doubt Iso does."
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[i]Iso opens an arm for Arty to join. Arty hesitates, but joins in.[/i] [b]Arty:[/b] "Thank you!"
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[b]I hug them both, a soft embrace from me.[/b] "No problem, kiddo. Hey, where's Sasha?"
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[b]Arty:[/b] "I have no idea. I invi-" [b]Sasha:[/b] "Here!" [i]Sasha comes out of nowhere wearing a lovely white dress and tackles Arty to the ground. She sits with her legs crossed on Arty's chest laughing.[/i] [b]Sasha:[/b] "I'm here, sis!"
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[b]Since we were all in one hug, it knocked us over as well. I looked over at her, laughing, then I get up after a second.[/b] "Good to see ya, Sasha! Been a while!"
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[b]Arty:[/b] "Get....off...." [b]Sasha:[/b] "Yeah, we should get together more!" [b]Arty:[/b] "And...I'm not....your sister..." [i]Sasha bounces on Arty playfully. Arty grunts in pain.[/i] [b]Sasha:[/b] "I'm sorry, I can't hear you over your ribs shattering like glass!"
