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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/3/2017 1:23:42 PM
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"Your mama? Can you tell me where she is? Maybe we can get some help to her?" Nate asked, the visor of his helmet blocking his eyes and face.
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"We live over there" She said, pointing off in the distance from Dojoville. He could see the silver of a larger starship hull.
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"Can you show me the way?" He asked, rising up and looking at the ship.
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[spoiler]ASAP's character owns the ship/is the girl's mom[/spoiler] "Okay!" she said, walking down to the ship, not waiting for the man. Though, with her little legs, she couldn't go faster than him if he kept up.
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[spoiler]Oh, alright. [/spoiler] Nathaniel quickly followed behind her, signaling to his second in command to take over the relief efforts. "What is your mother's name?" He asked as they walked.
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"Ry Tra'Latriana" She said, simply "I don't know how to say her full name"
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"It's okay, Ry should do." Nate said, looking around the area as they walked. "Why don't you live in the village?"
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"I dunno. I never asked." She said. "She's pink" She added, as if that explained everything
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"Pink... So... She doesn't live in the village because of her colour?"
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She shrugged "People make fun of me sometimes and I don't like it. Maybe that's why?" She said
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"People make fun of you? What for?" He asked, looking at younger girl.
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"How I look." She said, and she DID look kinda like a goat, with paws instead of hooves She had floppy ears, a snout, tiny little fangs, and that fluffy white fur
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"I think you look pretty cool!" Nate laughed lightly.
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She smiled "Thanks!"
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"You're welcome!" Nate said, coming to a stop and looking over his shoulder. "Can you tell me anything about what happened?" He asked, a bit abruptly.
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"I dunno. I don't remember a lot from a few days ago, actually." She said, with all the truth of a six year old
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"That's alright, thanks anyway." Nathaniel said, looking back over his shoulder. "You know what? Why don't you go the rest of the way and bring your mama to those tables. I can't be gone for too long."
