originally posted in:The New Dojo
"G-Gah!"
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[i]"SIMULATION: END[/i]
[i]VICTOR: IRINA"[/i]
[i]The digitalized body of Irina fell to the cold, simulated flooring, gurgling dark, corrupted blood before fading into nothingness, as the simulation of the actual Irina merely chuckled and turned from the dying version of herself.[/i]
[i]It had been...such a long time since she had gotten into a genuine fight. Not against mercenaries or assassins and whatnot - but fights against the warriors of the Dojo, as she hadn't gone against them in quite a while. She brandished her separated Rakuyo blades - one about twenty-four inches long, the blade sharpened to look like a katana, the other being ten inches long and a serrated dagger. She bore no other weapons, other than...a hidden one, within her coat. [/i]
[i]She was...getting bored. The simulation itself was blank, the concrete flooring's stone perfectly place, until a portal opened - as another being entered..[/i]
((Open - you're the one heading in.
Short post. But I need some combat, preferably melee. You come with guns, then I'll draw guns.))
English
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"Felix? Cute name. Certainly cuter than Quincy. Or Sketch." [i]Irina was the type to diss people constantly. So don't get triggered when you read this.[/i] [i]She stroked the cat's head softly, metallic fingers rushing past it's soft fur as the Vileblood bothered to sit down against - a chair that had appeared in the simulation.[/i]
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The cat put a gentle paw to her cheek, meowing. Under his name on the collar, it read: "Therapeutic Domestic Animal." It seemed his job was to keep everyone happy.
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[i]He was doing his job well. At least, for Irina, as she continued to pet and stroke his back. It would be embarrassing if someone saw the Vileblood cuddling a cat, but..[/i]
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The cat stretched out in her arms, yawning, before curling up. Felix's eyes slowly closed until he fell asleep. He purred softly, his chest rising and falling.
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[i]Irina didn't fall asleep, but she did continue to cradle the little thing, holding it tightly to her chest as she rocked back and forth in her chair.[/i]
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[spoiler]If you want to keep the cat, it's all yours btw.[/spoiler]
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((Irina would want to, but...well, she'd want other people to be comforted by it.))
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