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originally posted in:The New Dojo
5/6/2017 3:28:03 PM
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[i]The man's left eyebrow twitched slightly, a sign showing annoyance at the voices, the whispers. However he made no other move nor noise that said that he was affected by them, or that he even noticed them.
The man looked around the knight, at the dojo's entrance, then back at the knight.[/i]
"You're seeking entrance as well?"
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[i]"No... I seek a vile, cursed object within these mountains."[/i] [b]The whispers quieted after a bit, obviously growing tired of being ignored.[/b] [i]"But what do you mean, gain entrance?..."[/i]
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"Eh. Somethin' about this place training fighters, and whatnot," [i]The man responded, and did not respond to the statement about a vile. He only continued to ignore the whispers, because unless they asked to buy a hot dog, they were irrelevant.[/i]
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[i]"I see... do they happen to have an... Urn? Of sorts, containing ashes?"[/i] [b]He shifted uneasily.[/b]
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"Dunno," [i]The man responded, looking over the knight's shoulder, towards the gate.[/i] "We can find out, if you want to bust the gate down."
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[i]"Why don't we knock first? It's rather rude to just go destroying gates."[/i] [b]The knight pulls out a silver knife, ornately polished to a mirror, with a handle of ivory wrapped in gold and silver wire. It's connected to a fine golden chain, and is almost too beautiful to belong to this knight.[/b] [i]"But if nobody answers, we'll break in."[/i]
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[i]The man looked at the knife, and wether or not it impressed him was hidden; instead, he nodded, and drew the scimitar out from its sheathed position on his back, grasping the handle with both hands as he waited, letting the knight to do the honor of knocking.[/i]
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[i]"Now then, who's home?"[/i] [b]The knight turned and Pounded on the door for a moment before stopping.[/b]
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[i]The man simply waited, as the writer does not have any characters that had made it as far as entering the dojo. The man began to twirl his scimitar around his right arm, waiting.[/i]
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[b]The great gate swung open silently, as the clink-Clak of claws is heard scurrying away, before not a moment later, a black and red van, without wheels and floating, shot off into orbit. Something was faintly heard yelling[/b] [i]"IT'S YOUR FUNERAL BUDDY. LEAVE AS SOON AS POSSible....."[/i]
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"Uh... what?" [i]The man looked at the gate, strange rocket, then listened to the voice, and came to the conclusion that the dojo wasn't a normal place. He shrugged, looking over at the knight.[/i] "You first."
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[i]"That was the plan."[/i] [b]He strode in, confidently almost stumbling.[/b]
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[i]The man followed, suppressing a laugh. He pulled his scarf back up over his mouth, looking around the dojo.[/i]
