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originally posted in:The New Dojo
7/16/2017 8:21:36 PM
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"[b]I thought I made that obvious. I'm taking a walk.[/b]"
[i]The man turns in place to face the newcomer. His gait and general attitude indicate that he cares not for how impressive the tech was. The boredom the pervades from the old man is nearly palpable, verging on tangible.
The left hand had lifted in the turn, and now rested lightly on the pommel of the sword.[/i]
English
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"Next to a crater, frequently patrolled by stormtroopers? Somehow I find that difficult to believe."
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"[b]What you believe does not matter to me. I am simply trying to get peace, and generally, one finds that in ruins of once busy villages. Does this explanation not sit well with you, either?[/b]"
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"Seeking peace in an area frequently patrolled by forces hostile to anyone that at least appears to be affiliated with the dojo? Would you accept that as a statement?"
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"[b]Yes. No place I visit is completely peaceful. One eventually finds disorder, every time. And why do you care about what I do, and why I do it? Is it important that you are aware of the hobbies and reasonings of an old man? Do you take pleasure in it?[/b]" [i]The boredom of his voice had begun to transition to a bitter aggravation, his aggravation becoming more apparent with each reply.[/i]
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"It's insanity, then." The figure stepped backwards, and faded away once again into the landscape.
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"[b]And a pleasure to meet you, too.[/b]" [i]Turning, he once again walked down the street, the rain lightly falling on him in his walk to peace, wherever it would lead him.[/i] [spoiler]End.[/spoiler]
