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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/11/2017 4:47:39 AM
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"'Ello there! How're you tonight, sir? Tis' a rather beautiful night, wouldn't ya say?"
At the top of the gate, the head of a woman popped up and talked with a jokingly bad British accent. She had a friendly smile upon her face as she stared down.
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He looked up at her and smiled back. He had long, sharp canines which she could see when he smiled. He talked with some type of light European accent. "Well hello. I've come to enter this dojo..."
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"Oh? Well, I guess I could let you in..." The woman smirked down at the man and snickered. "But answer my riddles first?"
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"Uh sure?" He answered confused. "Let's see what you've got."
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"Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, toothless bites, Mouthless mutters." The woman waited eagerly for a reply.
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After a moment of thinking, he looked up and replied. "One of those accursed infants?"
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"What...no. It's the wind." She sighed and dropped down from the gates which began to open. "You were so far off I almost just left you out here."
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Anton stepped inside from the night's weather, then replied as he took a look around at the dojo, almost examining it. "Might've been a good idea, then I could figure out what jacked up wind you've been listening to."
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Edited by Stitch: 10/13/2017 5:23:18 AM"Normal wind. You just don't understand riddles, my friend. So, what are you going to do now that you're inside?"
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"I'm going to stay and get familiarized with my new sanctuary." He leaned in close to an almost uncomfortable distance, and his breath was cold. "I was being followed for some time. This seems like a good place to lay low."
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"Yeah, this place attracts death, so maybe it's not exactly a sanctuary. Within the week there will probably be another invasion." She took a step away from him.
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"Well it would certainly ward off a stalker like him if there are so many attacks..." Anton continued looking around as he walked further inside.
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Edited by Stitch: 10/14/2017 12:00:03 AMShe followed closely behind, hands in her pockets. "Yeah, I guess. Then again, the stalker could be an idiot that thinks he could manage being here despite all the danger."
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"Oh believe me, he's the resilient type, almost as much as me." He reached the first courtyard and stood in the middle, looking up at the stars.
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Edited by Stitch: 10/14/2017 12:01:19 AM"Resilient? Hmm..." She followed his gaze and looked up at the stars. "I use to love the stars until I found out every light I see is something trying to kill me."
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Anton appeared confused at the remark. "What do you mean by that?"
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"There's so much danger out there in space. So many things that just want to see the world burn." She sighed. "I look up only to see a threat to everyone."
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"Wow... that was... very pessimistic..." He looked back down at her.
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"Eh." She shrugged and smiled. "No worries, I'm usually smiling and being positive. That's one of my few negative ideas."
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"Hm... well good to know. I'll keep it in mind next time I look up at the stars..."
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Edited by Stitch: 10/17/2017 12:15:44 AM"I'd try not to think about it if I were you. It ruins the night sky and ruins any dates you may find yourself on. For some reason people don't find the idea of death as romantic." She said sarcastically.
