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originally posted in:The New Dojo
5/15/2017 6:22:11 AM
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"Nice shooting there."
Commented a male voice.
Sitting nearby was a tall, heavily built man. He was wearing camouflaged pants and a grey shirt labeled UNSC.
His skin was unnaturally pale.
English
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[b]Cornelia looked him over for a moment, then replied with a smile. Her voice was soft and had an Italian accent.[/b] "Thank you... who are you, though?"
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"I'm nobody important." He replied, his face not showing any real emotion aside from a slight smile. His voice was a bit gravelly, like he wasn't used to talking, or perhaps shouted a lot when he was younger. He has no accent. "Just a visitor."
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Edited by Haknir: 5/15/2017 6:33:23 AM"And what might your real name be, nobody important?"
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"Now that..." He replied with a slight smirk. "Is not information I freely give out to strangers."
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"Hm, how disappointing, I was really looking forward to getting to know a fellow soldier."
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"So that's how you learned to shoot." He noted. "What military do you report from?"
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"That is information I don't give out freely to strangers. I'm sure you understand, nameless friend." [b]She grinned at him while she said that.[/b]
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He gave a short laugh. "Touche. Unfortunately my name is classified information that even I barely remember."
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"And why would that be? From the looks of it, you seem pretty ordinary..."
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He raised an eyebrow. "Really? Huh. Never thought I'd hear that." He took a sip from his coffee. "Blame ONI. I'm not allowed to share my name."
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"I'm afraid I don't know who that is. Although I'm sure they wouldn't mind if one person knew..."
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He shrugged. "You can call me Spartan if you want. Or One."
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"Well nice to meet you, Spartan, I'm Cornelia Mara." [b]She put out a hand to shake.[/b]
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He reached up and shook it. His grip was firm and he was obviously holding back a lot of strength. "Pleasure to meet you as well, Cornelia."
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"Now then, you said you were just a visitor, where from? Or is that classified too?" [b]She obviously wasn't letting the joke die for now.[/b]
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"I'm from a planet called Reach. I guess you could say I'm visiting. I was sent along with the marines guarding a fire base near the mountains here." He replied. "How about you?"
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"As you can probably tell from how I talk, I'm originally from Italia. Then, my organization I work for now pulled me here to Tatakai."
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"And what might that organization be? The assassins?" He joked.
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"Not quite. We are a part of private military called Viperfish." [b]She held some time of reverence for the name.[/b]
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"Interesting name." He took another sip fron his coffee. "You'll have to forgive me if I haven't heard of it."
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"Well I wouldn't expect many people to know us, we usually don't operate above ground."
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"Interesting. You paramilitary, or contractors?"
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"Mostly paramilitary, although we like to take jobs here and there if it suites us."
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"And you have a strong presence here?" The Spartan asked, finishing his coffee.
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"Strong enough, although I wouldn't expect you to find us often. We blend in well." [b]She also finished her tea, putting down the cup. [/b]
