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originally posted in:The New Dojo
7/22/2017 2:48:52 PM
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[b][i]In one of Courtyards of the Dojo, they saw a man who they hadn't seen here before. He was Mexican, with tan skin and black hair. He wore a leather jacket, and blue jeans from what they could see, working on a motorcycle. A spear sat behind him, the point stuck in the ground with the handle sticking straight into the air.[/i][/b]
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"Hello, sir," Mia said, mocking her twin. Mia could have easily been mistaken for Sarah, if you knew them. She was wearing hazel contacts and her hair down, which made it extra wavy.
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[spoiler]wait is it just one or both there?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]One[/spoiler]
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[b][i]Leon looked over his shoulder, a soft smile on his face. Said face had a few grease stains on it and such from working on his bike, his hair a bit messed up like usual.[/i][/b] "Hola señorita." [b][i]He says, turning and standing to face her. His leather jacket was open revealing the white t-shirt under it, having a few grease marks itself.[/i][/b]
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Mia was wearing Sarah's usual Warlock robes. She waved, smiling. "I'm Sarah. What's your name, señor?" She said.
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"Leonard Rivas, though most stick with Leon." [b][i]He says, extending a hand[/i][/b] "and to what do I owe the pleasure of meeting someone as beautiful as yourself?"
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She shook his hand, "Rivas. Huh. I once knew someone with that last name." Mia stopped talking for a second, remembering what her sister would say about them.
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"Well, I can almost assure you that I'm not related." [b][i]He says, laughing a bit.[/i][/b] "Though, if I may ask without sounding rude, what's up with the robes?"
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"I'm a Warlock. Warlock are known for their robes. It's a symbol of the search for knowledge," she explained.
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"A Warlock? Like, another term for Mage, manipulating energy to use magic type of Warlock?" [b][i]He asks, clearly not trying to be rude.[/i][/b]
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"I guess you can say that... I do manipulate a form of energy," she said, "But I manipulate it different than most."
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"Well, glad to see I'm not the only one here who'd be considered a Warlock." [b][i]He says, laughing a bit[/i][/b]
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"Heh," she said. "So.... are you from around here?" She asked.
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"No, I'm not." [b][i]He says, before continuing.[/i][/b] "Mexico actually, though apparently some around here have never heard of the place."
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"I've heard of it..." She replied, "Gosh those jokes were bad back in the '10s."
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"Any of the ones about it being just sand and cactus aren't completely wrong, I'll say that much." [b][i]He says jokingly[/i][/b]
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"Yep. Those were the kind of jokes that they were telling," she said, sarcastically, letting her actual personality shine for a minute.
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"Take it from the person who doesn't close to 20 years there. It's nice in a good few places, the tourist traps, but it's not great anywhere else."
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"That's actually how it's percieved," she said.
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"Well, glad to see people know that." [b][i]He says, before dismissing the topic[/i][/b] "and where do you come from?"
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"It's pretty complicated. I'm from Earth. Humanity is on the brink of extinction. And I help protect the Last City."
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"Yknow, I'd say how stupid it sounds, but knowing humans I'm really not surprised. I'm gonna take a guess now and say nuclear warfare?"
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"You wish," Mia muttered.
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"And I'm gonna take it from the clothing that it's not zombies either?" [b][i]He says jokingly [/i][/b]
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"No zombies," she repeated.
