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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/2/2016 12:45:23 AM
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[i]Iso continues to try to show Cannon how to dance.[/i]
"Maybe, but this isn't for combat."
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Cannon decides to check his datapad, attempting to not eavesdrop on the conversation.
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[i]They eventually end the conversation.[/i]
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Cannon rises and walks towards Iso, stepping around so she sees him approaching.
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[i]Iso looks up at Cannon and then her eyes dart to the ground. She seems nervous as she doesn't look up. Charlie waves.[/i] [b]Charlie:[/b] "Hello, Mr. Cannon."
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Cannon nods politely at him. "Su cuy, Charlie. I never got to thank you for saving us, so thanks for that."
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[i]Charlie bows slightly.[/i] "No problem, Mr. Cannon. I wanted to help." [i]Iso continues to stare at the ground in silence.[/i]
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"Regardless, you saved my life. I owe you. Perhaps I could buy you a drink some time?" Cannon glances at Iso.
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[b]Charlie:[/b] "That would be great!" [i]Iso doesn't look up.[/i]
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Cannon smiles. "We'll do that sone time. Um, could I speak to Isorropia alone for a second?"
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[b]Charlie:[/b] "Sure." [i]He walks away. Iso doesn't look up, but mumbles something.[/i] [b]Iso:[/b] "H-Hi."
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"Hi..." Cannon nervously wrings his hands together. "I... Um, I came over to apologize. I was being an idiot, and I embarrassed you. I'm sorry. I'm also sorry for being so dense and for not showing my emotions very well." He trails off, looking down at the floor.
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[i]Iso looks at Cannon with a smile and starts to nervously laugh.[/i] "I don't care about that stuff, Cannon! I-It's that...I kissed you and...you know...stuff when I was Pan. That was when I was corrupt and...I just...I don't know if those feelings were really me..."
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Cannon freezes for a second, his mouth opening then closing and opening again as he seems to be at a loss for words. "O-oh." He mutters, his voice shaking.
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[i]Iso hugs Cannon with tears in her eyes.[/i] "I'm sorry, Cannon. We can still be friends while I work this out. I just...need time to think."
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Cannon dosent move. "Y-yeah. Sure." His gaze seems slightly unfocused.
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"Cannon? It's not your fault, okay? I want you to know that. We'll probably be making Arty throw up from us flirting within the week!"
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He forces a small smile. "Yeah... You're right. Sorry." You can practically feel the sadness pouring off him despite his painfully fake smile.
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[i]Iso kisses Cannon on the cheek.[/i] "I do like you, cyar'ika."
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He takes a deep breath. "I... I like you too. A lot. I hope you're able to sort it out."
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[i]Iso looks Cannon in the eye.[/i] "I will."
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He nods. "I'll be waiting, whatever you decide on. Enjoy the party." He turns to leave, obviously still heart broken, but trying to hide it for her.
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[i]Iso seems upset too, but doesn't say anything.[/i]
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Cannon walks away, limping slightly worse than earlier. Reaching down, he grabs his helmet, hesitating for a second before clipping it back to his belt and slipping out of view.
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((Sad end))
