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originally posted in:The New Dojo
4/22/2017 4:05:05 AM
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"I am no stranger to digging through zhe ruins for supplies."
[i]He said rather coldly, taking another drag on the cigarette.[/i]
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"Hmm." [i]Afterwards, the man was silent for a few moments; the past is touchy subject for him, and he always assumed that it was for everybody else, as well. Instead, he waited on the soldier to do something; drive him away, do nothing, or whatever.[/i]
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[i]It appeared that the soldier was not a guard to the Dojo itself, but had rather come out for a peaceful moment away from the chaos that was inside. He did not draw a weapon, or even so much as move for some time. After he finished the cigarette, however, he tossed it to the ground, and stamped it out. Looking over and still seeing the man there, the soldier addressed him.[/i] "Is zhere a reason you are still here?" [i]He asked.[/i]
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"Waiting for somebody to open that door," [i]He replied, gesturing towards the dojo gates. While it was true, he had another ulterior motive; to get to know as many people who were related the Dojo, as fast as possible, to minimize the possibility of himself getting beat up for no reason.[/i] "And you?"
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"Contracts." [i]He said cooly, arms crossed as he stood, looking up the sky for a moment.[/i]
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"Care to elaborate?" [i]Valentine asked, although he knew the answer before he even spoke. His eyes had not moved from the sky yet.[/i]
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"Nein." [i]He said, disinterestedly. He did not trust this strange arrival, something was off about the Oriental man, something in his gaze, his clothing...[/i]
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[i]Something definitely[/i] was [i]off with him. A refusal to answer? The man thought:[/i] He's keeping secrets. [i]Suddenly, his sanity spiraled into nowhere; distrust was a very serious emotion for him. The first signs were laughter; the man started giggling, then laughing, then roaring hysterically. His eyes went blank as all he saw were hallucinations, and voices in his ears. He had a screw loose somewhere....[/i]
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[i]The German looked over at him for a moment, more annoyed than anything. The temptation to draw his Luger and out the man out of his misery was strong.[/i]
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[i]The man's laughter cut off abruptly. When he finally turned his face to look at the German, his grin was unnaturally wide; his eyelids were greatly separated, too, his pupils like dots.[/i] "Soo," [i]He said quietly; his voice was shaky, unstable.[/i] "Think that door's ever gonna open?"
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"Eventually." [i]He said coldly.[/i] "For you, I doubt it." [i]He stifled a chuckle.[/i]
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"Huh... too bad," [i]The man muttered, and staggered off towards the woods.[/i] "Another night of sleeping on sticks and stones, I guess...."[spoiler]Ennnd[/spoiler]
