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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/28/2017 1:25:15 AM
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The Warlock spies the ship.
"Well. What the f**k?" She muttered.
She snuck toward the Hunters ship, her footfalls unfortunately audible.
"F**k!" She yells, realizing she's not as stealthy as she thought.
She slid through the grass, standing up, and pointing her Eyasluna at the Hunters head, finger in front of trigger.
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He checks to see if she's able to breath on her own.
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She was indeed breathing on her own. Her eyes slowly opened, and at first her vision was blurry. Lunar whispered, "Sarah? Sarah? Can you hear me?" "Give me a sec, Lunes. Let my eyesight come into focus."
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"You gave us quiet a scare, Lady Warlock." Fionn comments, still kneeling beside her.
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Her vision cleared, "You-- saved me." Lunar bobbed up and down with joy, "Sarah! Sarah! Sarah! Sarah! You're alright! How can I repay you, Fionn."
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The Hunter laughs. "Twas nothing, just helping' a fellow guar'ian out." Wisp bobs ups and down beside him. "Oh please. What he means is he enjoyed kissing her and dosent require payme-" Fionn's face turns a tad red and he slaps his Ghost. "Tha's enough outa you!"
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Sarah chuckles. Lunar laughed, "You think [i]that's[/i] how you make fun of that. You're a killer Wisp! Now, watch and learn." He flies to Fionn and starts playing "Hooked on a Feeling" and singing along.
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Fionn rolls his eyes atvthe two Ghosts. "Oh, very bloody mature, little lights."
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"You have to admit that was a little funny," Lunar said. "Lunar, the joke's too old. I know you've done that before," Sarah replies.
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Fionn sits down beside her, Wisp 'glaring' (can Ghosts glare?) at him. "Did you really just call me that?"
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"Yes, yes he did."
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Wisp turns away from Fionn and goes to sulk. Fionn just chuckles. "Aw, you'll be back mate."
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"Lunar got used to me calling him little light pretty quick. He's immune to that insult."
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"Aw, 'm sorry to hear that." He chuckles. "So, Splash, how long 'ave you been a Guar'ian?"
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"About 18 years. Not too long, basically."
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He laughs. "Aw, you're so young!" He jokes, twirling one of his knives between his fingers.
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"Still seen a lot. Don't question it."
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"I don' mean to. I can tell you 'ave stronger light 'an most." He replies, still twirling the knife.
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"And just as cursed with bad juju."
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"Cursed eh? What makes ya say that, Lady Warlock?" He asks curiously.
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"You don't want to know."
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He nods. "That bad, huh?"
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"It was pretty bad. A lot of pain I'd rather not remember."
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"I understand. Sorry I brou' it up." He replies, sheatging the knife. She can tell from the look in his eye he's seen his share of demons.
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"I think I should go," She says.
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He stands up, offering her a hand to help her up. "Aye, it's gettin' late. Thanks for helpin' me with the signal."
