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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/22/2017 1:42:28 AM
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[i]'Yet you get your information from men in strange cloaks who you don't know," Treyman jested, as he slowly approached Splash. He stopped a few feet from her, still within arms reach if anything were to go down but far enough that he could draw a revolver. He had no murderous or even remotely harmful intent, though he lived the life of a soldier for too long to simply not cover all his bases near a stranger.
"I'm Treyman, most call me Jack." [/i]
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"Oh no, I didn't talk to them."
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[i]"And just what did you do?" [/i]
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"And why'd you mention that again?"
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[i]"I asked you first." [/i]
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"Okay. They were not strange to me. I'm kinda nervous, showing up here, without invitation. The last thing I want is a door slammed in my face."
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[i]"You know, that's a fair reason. And this place lets pretty much everyone in, though if you want to fight anyone, you've got to deal with testers." [/i]
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"Testers?"
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[i]"Yesh. Prove your worth and all that shit. It's stupid, I know." [/i] [spoiler]Basically it's an Anti-Godmodder deterrent system for PvP, as the Dojo is entry-level and deals with new guys. Everyone goes through it. [/spoiler]
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"Sounds like a good challenge."
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[i]"Eh, most are, some aren't. I can beat a lot, but some can whoop my ass." [/i]
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Splash's hair gets in her eyes, she brushes the small collection of locks behind her ear, "So, the gates going to open or what?"
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[i]"Dude..." Treyman says, as he uses his right hand to simply open the gates. It was indeed that simple. "I hope your looks are some indication of your intelligence and that this was just a bad moment for you." [/i]
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"Sorry. Distracted by your conversation. I should've realized that earlier." She dashes into the gates eager to explore Dojoville.
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[i]"F*ckin' rude," Jack said to himself as he watched her dash into the Dojo, without even telling him her name. He had gotten a view on her face though, so if he needed a few shots in her back for any troubles plaguing the Dojo, he knew who to hunt. Not that he would be seeing her again though, he had doubted he would. [/i]
