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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/7/2016 8:26:44 PM
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Atop a similar post, but higher, was Quincy. He was crouched on the thin top of the pole on his heels, his legs bent, as he watched her curiously. He accidentally sneezed, announcing his presence.
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She looks up at him, smiling under the cloak she wore. Her eyes looked brighter than they had when they first met at the gates. "Oh, hey Quincy."
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He smiled, sliding down the wooden pole. "Hiah!'
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"So what'd ya think?" She said, subtlety gesturing to the post behind her.
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He chuckled. "You literally chopped the poor wood in half. I hope you plan on making a fire out of it."
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"Yeah, totally. Fires are fun, I'm a pro with them." Aani puts away her sword and sighs. "It was fun making all those fires..."
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"What do you mean?" he asked.
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"On my way here, every night I had to make a fire. It was a real challenge sometimes."
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He nods. "I sorta dealt with the same issue. Only there were nights i would just keep going as 1.) i was being chased and 2.) i have fur so i could do so pretty easily."
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"Fur does help. I've sorta got my own, am I right?" She gestures to her large, 2-layered orange cloak.
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He chuckles. "I suppose so."
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"Oh hey, I was just wondering, what kind of weapon do you use?"
