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originally posted in:The New Dojo
2/12/2017 2:21:45 AM
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"Not really." The soldier said. "But considering we're in a frozen wasteland I suppose it's alright."
The soldier gestured for four of he men to come over, and they walked the two visitors past the roadblock.
"The names smith by the way." The soldier told the two of them. "Mind if I get your names?"
"Alex Coldbourne" Deity answered. He was a lot humbler then usual.
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"Royal. Or Roy for short. Whichever you prefer really..." [b]Royal kept his eyes forward[/b]
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"That so? Sounds familiar." Smith said rhetorically. The guards walked the two up a set of stairs which lead up to a small cleared courtyard. In front of the courtyard was the castle, and in between the two visitors and that door were around fifteen men.
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"Familiar. I'm a well known face." [b]It sounded as if he were boasting [/b]
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"Not to the ladies you aren't." Deity remarked, mocking the man's boast as they walked across the courtyard.
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"Tell that to Anne..." [b]Royal mumbled as he continued walking [/b]
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They made their way indoors, and up a wide set of stairs to where there was a long table stretched out horizontally across the floor. In the middle was a thin, old man. He had greying brown hair, exposed hazel eyes, flat lips and hairy eyebrows. He was eating a massive chicken leg sloppily and messily. Beside him was a young girl, maybe fourteen. She held a platter of wine. Smith stepped forward, saluted, and introduced the two men. "Sir Teagan! I have potential business clients for you here sir!" He announced. The disgusting old man looked up, and dropped the drumstick on his plate. He grabbed the girls dress beside him and wiped his hands and mouth on it, which made her seriously uncomfortable. He looked at the two men like a vulture. "So?! What is it?!" Teagan asked with annoyance. "Sir Teagan, I'm Alex-" "I AM." "....what?" He asked with confusion. "You said "I'm." It is pronounced, I AM!" "Okay so I am-" "I HAVE had enough of you! Who is this robot right here then eh...?" He gestured to Royal.
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"Man why is everyone asking about the armour?" [b]He silently asked Deity as he looked at the man [/b] "I am Sir Royal. Fighter of the dojo"
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"The dojo?! Ha! You look like you are hardly a warrior in your sisters bed!" He cackled away at his own joke.
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"...." [b]Royal didn't flinch, he simply looked at the man [/b] "And you don't seem like a warrior fit to sit on the streets as a beggar. I suppose this goes both ways."
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"EXCUSE ME?!" Teagan yelled, insulted by Royals comment. "Sir-" Alex started. "He's a complete ret@rd! Disabled! That armour is to help him walk! His brain is a little funny." "I would assume so! No man of any form of sanity would talk to Teagan Cockhound in that form of fashion!"
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[b]Royal chuckled underneath is breath slightly[/b] "..." [b]He turned slightly to look at Alex. [/b]
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Alex was already looking at Roy, the two didn't even need to say anything. "IS SOMETHING FUNNY?!" Teagan yelled.
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"Ah Der her mer. Do you like chocolate? Black chocolate or white chocolate.?!"
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"See? Total batshit!" Alex proclaimed. "He's a gun savant and that's about it!" Teagan eyed the two...then looked to Deity. "Okay...what do YOU want...?" "Looking to make a business deal. I hire some of your men, that sort of thing." "You are aware you must do something for me first...yes?" "Yes. I'm aware." "GOOD! Then here is my job. Go into the mountain. There you will find a cave. Go inside, and kill all of those who would revolt against me! Begone!" The soldiers took Alex and Roy and escorted them out back to the jeep. Smith threw Roy his gun. "Nice act." Smith said before returning to his post...
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[b]Royal caught the gun and it dematerialized. [/b] "Whew that was an experience don't you think?" [b]He got into the car, looking towards Deity as the famous person entered the Jeep as well (or at least, I'm assuming he entered)[/b]
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Alex sat in the car and rubbed his hair. "Jesus...looks like we have a bit of an ethical dilemma here don't we?" He said, stress rising in his voice. "We need soldiers to protect people. But in order to get the soldiers we need to kill the people." He hit the steering wheel in anger. "FU[i]C[/i]K!" He yelled as he put the jeep into reverse.
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"Listen... We don't actually have to kill anyone. Just make it look like we did."
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"Ya...ya. We can convince them to join us and promise to retake this place once we have enough men. We just have to hope that works..."
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"But he'll need the head of a rebel? Was it that? What were the requirements?"
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"There weren't any...he just told us to kill them all." Deity said. "Wow what a dumbass."
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"Hehe really. If we can convince them to lay low for a bit..."
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"If we can't convince em to join us then that's our best option." Alex confirmed. "And if we're able to hire those soldiers afterwards I doubt they'd rat us out once they get their pay check."
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"I dunno. There's always that [i]One[/i] guy. You know?"
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"Ya...even then if these guys were powerful enough to revolt then we won't need anyone with polls up their asses in the first place."
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"You may be right... I guess we'll have to wait and see."
