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originally posted in:The New Dojo
5/1/2017 9:16:30 PM
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"Can." Ulfric said. He sounded serious. "It's only been a short while, but I think we have talked enough to consider each other friends, have we not?" He asked Can.
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"A friend of mine. His name was Alex. He could be rude at times, but he was generally a nice guy." Cannon told her. "I don't like talking about it though, so please don't tell anyone else. I don't like being the center of attention." He added to ensure she didn't leak any of the info to Diana by accident. She may know he was an assasin, but he didn't want her finding out who he was.
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"YES! OF COURSE!" Bella affirmed as she nodded her head incredibly fast. "I swear not to tell ANYONE about it Can! You can count on me!"
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He smiled. "Thanks, Bella. I knew I could count on you, though you probably don't want to hear about it. It's a sad story."
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Edited by Inflatablepants: 5/9/2017 9:18:48 PM"Oh, that's okay!" Bella told Can. "I can trust that you know what's best! I've... Well I've. Ummm...I've lost people as well so I know what you are saying."
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"You have?" He asked, walking along beside her.
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"Ya...pretty soon after I was born actually. I barely knew my Mom...because she left and all. And then just a few months ago my Uncle Wulfric was killed." She seemed to compose herself well on the topic. The girl had been through more than what Can may have initially expected. "But...ya. That's that I guess! What I'm saying is that I know where you are coming from!"
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"I've lost a lot of people, which is why this time I tried to avenge him. That's why I ended up in the forest." Cannon said.
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"Ya! Well, at least you're here! ....and I guess it's a good thing your goat led you here, huh?" She asked Can as she skipped through the tall lush grass.
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He chuckled. "Yeah... Though that killer may still be out there." He muttered, just loud enough for Bella to hear.
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"WHAT!?" She asked as she suddenly twirled around on her heels to face Can.
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"I never... Actually caught whoever it was." He replied sheepishly.
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"Hold on one second! You said you came here to avenge your friend Alex! Meaning that...the killer is here...in the woods...and is alive...."
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"They cpuld have left the woods by now. I kind of lost the trail when the Grenwalds attacked me." He replied.
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"Well if they are here, I'll help you catch em! Nothing will stop this power duo! WHOO!" Bella exclaimed as she began to skip ahead again.
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Cannon smiled again. "I don't see how. Like you said, there aren't many strangers around. They'd have to be fairly new here, but still less recent than me."
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"Well they are someone! And detective Bella is on the case!" She told Can with an affirmed tone.
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"Well, if we come across any new people who've been here only slightly longer than me, keep an eye on them." He replied.
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"Aye, aye Watson!" Bella said to Can. But...suddenly Cannon thought he saw something. A shimmer in the bushes or some kind of movement. Bella however didn't seem to notice as she continued to skip through the grass.
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He already had an arrow notched, and reached out with one hand to tap her shoulder. "Something's there." He whispered.
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Bella eyed around the area as she halted. She looked around more with suspicion as she suddenly dived into the bush behind Cannon and seemed to disappear from view.
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Cannon kept an eye on the bush that moved as he slipped behind a tree, dissapearing as well. He kept his bow ready.
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The bush moved again, but Can heard Bella whisper to him from her own green cover. "It's a distraction!" She told him in a hushed voice.
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He nodded silently, though she couldn't see him, and began to look around them for other possible hostiles,
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Can thought he saw something move ahead of him through the grass. The grass seemed to move oddly and it definitely was not the wind that was blowing it in such a parting fashion.
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He slowly and silently drew back the bowstring, thankful that the compound bow made it easier to hold, and took aim.
