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originally posted in:The New Dojo
7/5/2017 4:46:53 PM
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[b][u]"Just My Job"[/u][/b]
[b][u]Dojo Courtyard A1[/u][/b]
[b][u]2:55 PM[/u][/b]
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[i]BANG! BANG! BANG![/i]
[i]The scorching Golden Gun rounds disintegrated the stuffed, straw targets instantaneously: they burnt through the area of impact first, the straw collapsing and catching flame with bright red fire as the targets smoldered and fell to the ground, flickering with an eerie glimmer of Light before fading into the atmosphere as ashes.[/i]
[i]The shooter herself was Pandora Raidriar.[/i]
[i]As the gun faded away from her gloved hands, she nodded, sighing as she cleaned up the smoking remains of the target. Her light blue hair was caught in the way of her ruby eyes, only reaching down to her jawline in straight, cyan blue lines, which were slightly curly. She had taken to wearing a soft black cotton jacket over a tank top, jeans around her waist and sneakers upon her feet. Truly, a simple sight.[/i]
[i]She was.. beyond bored. And expecting combatants, Guardians.. the usual. Or, hopefully, someone to chat with.[/i]
((Open. Sorta bored.))
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"So I shouldn't flirt with you?" [b][i]He says with a teasing smile snapping his finger. Looking back as Minerva rolls her eyes but has an obvious smile.[/i][/b] "And here I had a smooth speech planned and everything oh well." [b][i]He sighs as the wolf sits down next to him laying her head on the grass as she looks at Pandora. Her eyes looking into hers as the voice entered Pandoras head.[/i][/b] "So you don't want people getting to know you? Sounds pretty lonely."
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"Well, you shouldn't. Because A: I'll probably outlive you, because I'll get irritated enough to kill you, and B: I don't seek out relationships, or love. Because then, you get too attached to people. When they die.. ..There's always resurrection. But what if I can't bring those people back? What if they're gone forever? Then I've failed them. Then I've failed the ones who matter. I don't want to live with that, already have enough burden and guilt." [i]Something became dark, with Pandora. She was more tense, a grimace of sadness upon her face.[/i] "Wolf - Minerva, sorry - no, it isn't. It's perfectly fine, let's leave it at that."
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[i][b]Xeno pauses a sad look on his face as he moves forward hugging her briefly before looking away.[/b][/i] "I'm sorry we didn't mean to bring up a sad subject... " [b][i]The boy seems to be lost in his own thought now. Letting out a sigh as he looks up at the clouds.[/i][/b] "I can understand losing someone you love and having no way to get them back." [b][i]Minerva turns to him ears lowered as she seems to look at the ground not speaking. With a long drawn breath he looks back to Pandora. [/i][/b] "Shall we change subjects?"
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[i]Pandora allowed for Xeno to hug her, her being moveless yet eerily calmed, now.[/i] "...I am something bred to bring death. Just another failed experiment that they've certainly learned from. I can save lives, but.. would that change the view of others? Days ago, I consumed a Guardian in a duel, while she revived herself. Now, I worry for her fiancé, and his buddies showing up to gun me down, and whatever other judgmental priсk hates my guts."
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"You don't have to be what you were bred to do. You are your own person with your own goals. You can be whatever you want to be." [b][i]He looks at her with a frown looking into her eyes. Minerva after hearing everything has her ears perked up as if on high alert for said enemies.[/i][/b] "Pandora I'm sure there is so much more you can use your powers for. You can see how people die right? You could possibly change that. Allow them to have a bit more time before they die. I don't know." [b][i]He says kicking a rock as he looks up with a sigh. He was obviously trying to be comforting but had no idea how to do it. [/i][/b]
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"Change is difficult. It's usually good, but there's always work to be put into it. ...Yeah. Alright. I'll hold back, try to.. try to help people with their issues. Thank you, Xeno. You too, Minerva, for trying to help as well." [i]Pandora shuffled about a bit, shaking her head as a brief smile grew upon her face, her being brightening a little as she looked over, back at Xeno.[/i] "So, anything that you'd wanted to talk about? You mentioned that you could change the subject."
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[b][i]Minerva and Xeno smile back at her as he thinks. Looking at the wolf as he shrugs. Minerva rolling her eyes as she shakes her head.[/i][/b] "You were the one that said you could change the subject boy not me." "Well I don't know... uh.. we could show her some of the stuff we can do." "That's very specific my child." "Yeah yeah..." [b][i]He blushes and looks back to Pandora. His eyes looking over her before gazing else where.[/i][/b] "Uh.. so what do you want to know about us? We have asked you a bunch of questions it's only fair."
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[i]Pandora audibly laughed as Xeno blushed red, the laugh ringing through the courtyard.[/i] "Aha- sure. You mentioned abilities? Go on, show me a few, s'long as they don't end up being overly apocalyptic."
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[b][i]Xeno shrugs as he looks over to Minerva. The two getting up as Minerva becomes a ball of white light. Entering into Xenos chest, after it fully finishes entering a set of giant shadowy fangs carve a tattoo into Xenos right arm. A symbol of a three headed dog known a Cerberus now showing. As he turns to Pandora she can see his eyes have become blood red. Pausing as he takes a deep breath. Shadow like figures explode from his hands forming two wolf heads over them. His fingers becoming the fangs as the darkness crawls up his arms creating a shadowy like armor. Looking back at Pandora the three heads seem to stare at her.[/i][/b] "Well... here's one of them. Although it's less of an ability and more of a form."
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"Cerberus. Huh." [i]Pandora intensely studied the new form, even walking around Xeno's transformed figure, her shadow casted over him as her fingers darted to his renewed body, brushing past the black armor and feeling the shadowy texture. Pandora smiled a little, drawing her hand back.[/i] "That's pretty cool.. what else?"
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"Uh what else can I do well.." [b][i]He looks around spying a tree, with a shrug he walks over. His feet seeming to sink into the ground slightly as if he was heavier the normal. Shifting his left foot back as he hits the tree. The head on his right hand growing and launching off as the tree is crushed into two. Looking back with a smile as he shakes his head.[/i][/b] "I'm still getting used to this one. The other one I have a lot more control over." [b][i]With a wince the tattoo seems to be removed as if skin was peeling off. A bright light appearing as flames engulfs his left hand. The shadows disappearing and fading as the new tattoo is formed. A red tattoo in the shape of a Phoenix on his left arm. Panting as some blood seems to leek out of his mouth. Wiping it off as he flicks it to the ground. As flames run up both arms, a ball of flame is created in his hand as he bounces it around.[/i][/b] "This ones a lot easier."
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"Compensating for something with all that penetration?" Jokingly asked the approaching cowboy as he looked to the gun, watching each bullet carefully disintegrate each of it's carefully picked targets with ease. He took a liking to the gun certainly, watching in curiosity as to how it functioned.
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"Okay, maybe a little.. a lot." [i]Pandora joked back, shrugging as she showed off the flaming revolver that she held within her right hand, fire flickering off of the barrel and the ammunition cylinder. She looked upon the cowboy, red eyes flickering with quite a curiosity.[/i] "Mm. You're a cowboy?"
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"Somewhat, it's... Complicated." JT had truthfully been slacking in recent months. Sure he still donned the duster and worked daily, but he was retired in a sense. Gone we're the days of the Avalon when he was establishing a base in the wilds, and the time of Cylak was past for him. He kept his guns and other weapons of course, but they were primarily trinkets in his house and protection on business trips to seedier cities. "You one as well, or just a gunslinger movie fanatic?"
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"Gunslinger fanatic. It doesn't help that I'm also a magic user. And.. Death. ...I should probably introduce myself. I am Pandora, Pandora Raidriar and currently holding the title of Death. Surprise, not in the black hood 'n shit." [i]Pandora sarcastically waved her hands around, as if finding it something of a funny joke.[/i]
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"Think I've heard that name once or twice, Raidriar. Did your father know an Aaron Sawyer, ever mention the Avalon?"
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"Aaron Sawyer, yes. The Avalon? No clue. But he's talked about Prillion, becoming Death, passing down power.. kinda sad, now. Just an old man, and.. it's hard. Seeing the guy that saved you, gave you a home, and cared for you just.. apart. ...Shit, I'm getting emotional. So yeah, he [i]was[/i] Death. Now I am, though that shouldn't influence the whole Heaven/Hell bullshit."
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"Yeah, it's not easy but you find a way through it, kiddo. Trust me."
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"...Yeah. So, you.. want to know about the gun, then? It's a construct of "Light", some weird magic shit. You know what a Guardian is?"
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"Jesus -blam!-ing Christ do not tell me you are one of those -blam!-ers?"
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"What? Oh, hell no. I would've had my fаg Ghost scan the fuсk out of everything if I was. Assuming that I didn't blow it up. No, it's complicated. I'm a lab project gone wrong - biomass manipulator built for absorbing the abilities and knowledge of the slain."
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"Join the club, now about that gun: What is it?"
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"The gun? Golden Gun, construct and "Super" of Hunter Gunslingers. Three bullets of concentrated heat, each one capable of disintegrating bodies. Scary."
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"Not bad. Got a holster for it?"
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"Nope! It's.. summonable, I guess. Costs me, tires me out, but still."
