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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/5/2016 10:32:47 PM
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"Har Har. Funny."
Anne relaxed, putting her hands on her hips.
"Ya, I've just been helping out my dad get everyone to where they need to be. A lot have actually helped rebuild Khalosh. Even though I think the gangs are still controlling that city...."
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"I can spare some troops if you plan on retaking the cities."
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"No...no. We don't want martial law. People only respond to oppression for so long. Trust me, I know. Anyways...what are you up too? Last time I saw you I was...on my way out...."
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"Oh yeah. On your- you know what? It's okay. You were protecting Zane. No reason to hide it"
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"Pshhhhhh. I have NO idea what you are talking about! Now you're just crazy!" Anne smiled, obviously she was insisting it was a joke.
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"Uh huh" [b]Royal only chuckled, shaking his head [/b] "What brings you to the Dojo?"
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"Thought it was high time I came to join up. I've done a lot, but I'm looking for something to do. And honestly after hanging out with my dad 24/7 and him talking about "the good old times" is getting kind of annoying...."
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"How is your dad anyway?" [b]Royal turned as the gates opened, he head inside and motioned for Anne to follow [/b]
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Anne obliged, walking after him. "He's doing well. Didn't have too much of a hard time explaining to the twilit folk what he was doing. His leg isn't too hot right now. But getting a tower thrown on you will do that... Say. Did Zane even tell you the story of what went down before the twilight went away?"
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"No, he didn't. Don't think he really disclosed that to anyone." [spoiler]And I didn't read it either, felt that was something between the two of you [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Nah mang read it. [/spoiler] "Well! A tower fell on top of my Dad! That happened! Then a bunch of stuff with Majora happened and blah blah blah happiness!"
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[spoiler]Kk[/spoiler] "Happiness just like that?" [b]The gates close as Royal looks around the Dojo [/b] "Wish that was how it always worked. I lost good men in that battle on the castle. Good men.. '
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"Well, luckily they died for a cause worth fighting for I suppose...." Anne seemed to be dodging what really went down, and why the forces attacked the Castle. "What matters is that we are all here to talk about it in the end, right?"
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"Yeah. Well most of us anyway."
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"Right.... Well! Onto a different topic! I gotta fight someone to be accepted here, right?"
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"No. Everyone is welcome to join the dojo, free of charge. Now if you wanted to fight others, then you'd have to be tested"
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"Well! May as well get that over with now, hey?"
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[b]Royal turned towards her [/b] "Yeah, that's not a bad idea. You're pretty smart."
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"Oh come now. If I was any smarter, I would have been here months ago. So...how are we gunna do this? You hit first? I hit first?"
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"The challenger Makes the first move."
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"Alrighty then." Anne drew song blade off of her back, the crystal blade gleaming in the eve. The pommel of the blade echoed with the cold yellow sky as she twirled the long sword, getting into her stance. "Ready when you are."
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"Woah, that's a nice blade you got there." [b]Royal's own sword forms in his hand, and since I'm a lazy fúck here's a link [/b] https://m.imgur.com/KKTKSQg [b]He gets into a defensive stance [/b]
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"Touché!" Anne quickly moved forward, using the cold floor to slide her feet towards Royal, who she then slashed towards his hip with the long sword using to hand to hold the blade. "Hyaaa!"
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[b]He swings his own blade, blocking the attack and causing the swords to clash [/b] "Did you mean En Garde?"
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Anne pushed her blade towards Roy, with a lot more strength then she look like she could use just by staring at her. She gestured to Royals blade. "No..I mean...your sword... is nice as well!"
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"Oh! Thank you!" [b]Royal stepped backwards and took a step to the side, moving diagonally to the left, avoiding the sword. [/b] "Custom made, very difficult from what I've heard".
