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originally posted in:The New Dojo
3/20/2017 1:40:06 AM
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[b][i]A storm brewed outside the Dojo, a terrible one. It didn't rain, nor snow, nor hail. The clouds were pitch black, lightning crackling through the sky. A bolt hit the ground, and as it does, a man rises from it. He wears robes and gauntlets, at first giving him the appearance of a battlemage or warrior monk, but as he stands more modern apparel and weaponry appear. He looks around, mask on, it's crazed sharkface smile moving with it as he speaks.[/i][/b]
"Alright. Where the -blam!- am I." [b][i]He says, looking at the Dojo. Well, God damn. He laughed a bit, walking towards the entrance. It was good to be back here. Wonder how much had changed. As he walked up the path, he spun a large revolver around his finger in his left hand. He approached the entrance, entering and heading for the bar section of the building. Well, until he realized the layout was different. Or st least different from what he remembered. He wandered for a bit, looking for his destination.[/i][/b]
[spoiler]open. Stop him wherever you want. Even at the entrance[/spoiler]
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"Oh cool mask mister i like it"says a young voice [i]the voice belong to a young girl wearing a solid black dress that matching black ribbon and lace. On the girl's back was giant pair of scissors that looked like they could cut through bone with ease. The girl had blonde that was tied up out her face. Her bright blue eyes had a look about them that she seen some very terrifying stuff before. At the base of the child's neck was a very nasty scar that continues past the collar of her dress. The girl just gave a all around creepy vibe as she stood looking no older than the age of six. [/i]
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[b][i]He crouched down to look at her.[/i][/b] "Alright, I'm going to guess that your actually a literal demon." [b][i]He says looking at the girl. It sounded like a joke, and was most likely one[/i][/b]
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"Eh well im not considered human anymore..plus there are demons involved but thats a very long story mister..."says the girl [i]the girl smirks when she tells him this while fiddling with a doll she holding in her left hand and its a strange faceless one at that.[/i] "Betcha you can't guess how many"she says
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"I'm gonna guess... let's shoot high and say 6 of em." [b][i]He says,[/i][/b]
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"No too high lower than that"says the girl [i]she continued to smirk a bit.[/i]
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"Three? Also, any of them go by Am'Rahk?" [b][i]He says.[/i][/b] "Cause I killed a demon kin of the same name a while back."
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"Yes threre are three. But they are all girls their name are caileigh, azusa and divinity. My name is arvira."she says
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"Rahul Tonak, The Stormcaller." [b][i]He says, extending a gauntleted hand[/i][/b]
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"Its nice to meet you"says arvira [i]she shakes his hand with her very small one.[/i]
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"You as well. Though I'm gonna be honest, haven't had many good experiences with demons."
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"Well as along as you don't try to attack or try perform a exorcism on me. I pretty try to keep to myself most of the time so it shouldn't be that big of a deal. Im not real big fan being attacked and despite my small size i will defend myself."says arvira [i]as she is looking at him. There's very distinctive feeling of being watched by something esle thats there. For brief second her eye color changes to violet then back to its normal color.[/i]
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"Don't try to kill me and we're good." [b][i]He says laughing a bit[/i][/b]
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"Dont worry i only attack when provoked i dont like causing fights"says arvira
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"Good. Though I could probably take you in a fight. " [b][i]He says laughing a bit[/i][/b]
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"I don't normally fight but Azusa does"says arvira
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"I still think I'd have a good shot. Wouldn't be my first rodeo with a demon. Where do you think I got my staff?"
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"Made it probably"she says [i]she chuckles a bit the doll in her pocket she carrying starts to speak and its a older female's voice. "Im not your average demon i didn't get this old without putting up a hell a fight mister wizard...". Arvira pulls doll out her pocket cause its clearly talking to him.[/i]
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"I looked a god and the eyes as I killed him. And this staff was ripped straight from a demon lord I killed. And I'll add that's as with nothing more than a knife and some good ol fashioned high voltage." [b][i]He says as electricity cracked on his arm. It wasn't a threat, but more of a challenge.[/i][/b]
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[i]"aw how quaint but i dont use normal blades mister you see that pair of scissors she carries those...are my weapon of choice."says doll The doll gestures to the giant pair scissors that was on her back.[/i]
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"And I'm capable of generating as much voltage and amperage as a power plant. If those are metal then your -blam!-ed."
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[i]"hmm i wasn't aware this was a measuring contest hehehe..i enjoy a good fight but i won't."says the doll Arvira is listening to two the of them talking.[/i]
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"I'm up for a sparring match any time." [b][i]He says laughing a bit.[/i][/b] "and lady, with me everything becomes a contest, drinking or otherwise."
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[i]"Just so you know i can take physical form anytime i wish so don't think i wont take you on mister.. the problem is can you keep up drinking wise"says the doll with a chuckle [/i]
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"Unfortunately, alcohol literally does nothing to me. Mechanical kidney. Filters it all out very fast. So yeah I can keep up." [b][i]He says, grinning[/i][/b]
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[i]"oh well thats not much fun then but it still sounds kinda fun though"says the doll.[/i]
