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originally posted in:The New Dojo
4/20/2017 11:40:46 AM
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[i]"Life ain't worth my business solely; God gave me a capacity for friendship, but whatever you'd prefer Adela," JT said as he disengaged from the rope. The helicopter hovered in place there momentarily as it was JT's primary exit plan for when the two finished speaking. [/i]
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"I'd prefer a social call, flrsthand." [i]She responded, staring up at the floating machine before returning her stare to the techno-cowboy which had spared her months ago. She'd stay here to chat - Adela had gone through worse.[/i]
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[i]"Alright. So, tiny dancer, what's up?" JT asked, his trademark style of offensive humour only half-gracing his words as he spoke. After all, calling someone an Elton John song would only be an insult if one took it that way. [/i]
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"Tiny? Nothing's really going on. Taking jobs on Tatakai, that thing." [i]Adela responded, still looking up at JT as frost melted off of her armor set. Life hadn't exactly been so exciting for her recently.[/i]
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[i]"Firstly, Tiny Dancer. You never heard that song? Holy -blam!-. Secondly, yeah this place has shit contracts, nothing really goes on aside from some big world destroying shit every few months." [/i]
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"I don't know what Tiny Dancer is...I don't really listen to music that much at all. It's not something that gets me in the mood, sorry. And I can tell. Mostly just assassinations and such, but a job's a job. Contracts are mostly on small gangs, none of the Dojo members. Even then, not sure if I could kill off one - if I could deal with the inevitable armada after me once I committed the deed."
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[i]"You ever try a spacecraft?"[/i]
