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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/11/2016 3:43:42 PM
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[i]Charlotte sat on a bench wearing only an extremely short black skirt, and a tight white tank-top.[/i]
"~Hello, my friend.~"
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[i]"Hey, how are ya?" Asked the Marshal as he removed his helm, allowing the hot sun to beat down on his rugged yet handsome face. He didn't intend to sit on the bench because he would break it, so he sat across from Charlotte, bent his knees and locked his suit's legs up as if he was sitting in a chair. [/i]
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"I've been keeping my promise....sorta." [i]Charlotte shrugs.[/i] "I got bored walking around the Dojo and decided that maybe you could entertain me in some way."
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[i]"Alright. Stories, sex or drugs?" [/i]
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"Stories then sex...and then more stories please."
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[i]"Alright, what kind of story do you want? I have action, romance, etcetera." [/i]
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[i]Charlotte rests her chin on her hands.[/i] "I would love a romance right about now."
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[i]"Alright. Wedding day story?" [/i]
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"Oooh, wedding day? I'm already excited. Do tell."
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[i]"Alright." [/i] --------------------------------------------------- [b]Cedyetica 16 Years Ago[/b] [i]Everything was perfect. The biggest wedding hall available within the city was rented, the flowers were all arranged by somebody with enough OCD to make it look flawless, and the aisle's carpet was devoid of any souls because it was his time to walk down. The music played on, as he straightened his black tie and took a deep breath. "Inhale, exhale, repeat. It'll be fine." The voice was inside JT's head, which at the time carried no hat. He looked down at the one prosthetic limb he had at the time and chuckled, because if a cripple could find love, anyone could. He started to step down the long aisle with the looks of admiration from his closest friends, all dressed up for the occasion. Hell Derek was the priest, even though he wasn't straight he was allowed to perform the ceremony. JT approached his wife and smiled, as the veil over her face was shortly parted to reveal a smile, the smile, the one which brought JT to his robotic knees in fits of tears whenever he thought of her, in any memory but this. The vows were a flurry of words spoken by all three parties in the most passionate tone he could muster, but the only two words that mattered was "I do," followed by him being able to finally plant his ring upon the finger of his love and vice versa. And when the pastor let the two finally kiss, John made haste and never once hesitated, as he pulled his wife into an embrace. Not one of lust or want, but simply one crafted from the deepest depths of a heart that once cared. She was gone now, but the memory still remains. [/i] --------------------------------------------------- [b]Cylak Simulation Present Day[/b] [i]"...And that was the day of my wedding, arguably the best day I've spent with Lena." [/i]
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[i]Charlotte looked like she was about to start crying any moment.[/i] "Th-That was...." [i]Charlotte's expression turns into confusion.[/i] "You're married?!"
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[i]"Was married. My wife died two years ago, I've been a wreck ever since." [/i]
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[i]Charlotte gets sad again.[/i] "I'm sorry to hear that, JT."
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[i]"Thanks. Y'know, that's why I spend most of my time at work, even though it's faltering." "Anyways, I doubt you want to get sad as hell. What do you want to do next?" [/i]
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[i]Charlotte tries to hug the giant suit JT is wearing.[/i] "I think for the first time I can remember, I just want to cuddle with no sex involved."
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[i]"Heh, you get used to it after a while. You want to head back to my place? No I ain't being thirsty, I legit find cuddling fun." [/i]
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[i]Charlotte nods with a smile.[/i] "I'd love to."
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[i]"Alright," JT said as he soon stood up from his armour locked position, and the armour soon faded to nothingness in the sim. He started walking to his apartment. [/i]
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[i]Charlotte follows closely and tries to hold his hand.[/i] "You have any more romantic stories?"
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[i]"The occasional one here or there." JT said, interlocking his fingers with hers. [/i]
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[i]Charlotte rests her head on JT's shoulder.[/i] "Are any of them about a sex driven female warrior and a cyborg cowboy?"
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[i]"Only the sex stories." Think that was a joke? No, the dude is dead serious. [/i]
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"Sex stories? I'd love to hear them."
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[i]"I -blam!-ed a chick in a tree once. Like, on a hostile alien planet." [/i]
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"In a tree? I remember f*cking a tree once. Luckily I can't get splinters easily."
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[i]"No, I mean like while we were under the threat of dying." [/i]
