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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/24/2017 2:13:39 AM
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"I don't see any blood on my body, but I can't see my face. Did any glass cut me when they threw one of those bottles?"
The woman oddly made herself as comfortable as she could on the couch as if she were in her own home and yawned. With a close inspection and good lighting Nat would be able to see a couple of cuts all over the woman's head and even a little bit of glass in her hair.
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[i]"Awe, come on. I'll tell you something I did if you tell meee~" Natalie responded, her tone growing lighter and more friendly. She didn't know any Charm spells, though hopefully she could try to pry something out. [/i]
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Star grinned a little, easily broken down by the pleading. "Fiiiine~. I slept with a judge during a tournement....I SWEAR I WASN'T CHEATING! He just...the lighting...that smile....ugh!" She slammed her face into the table and mumbled nonsense.
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[i]"Ohoho, I like your style madam." Natalie chuckled in astonishment. She never would've thought Star would be the type to do something like that, despite only knowing her for a day. [/i]
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"Thanks..." Star looked like she was about to cry, but hid it behind a smile. "That ruined my career."
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[i]"Hey, at least you had fun, right? That's all that matters," Nat said, trying to help her hold back the tears as well as she could. [/i]
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"He kicked me out with just a sheet into the hallway full of those camera people...no fun. Worst. Day. Of my life." Star sighed again and took another sip from her coffee. "So, what about you?"
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[i]"Let's see - There's the time I stalked my ex to slash her tires, the time I ran into my other exes bathroom and hid there for a weekend, the time I hunted down my childhood dog on an aircraft carrier... There's a lot of bad stories." [/i]
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"You sound like a questionable ex to have...." Star teased. "Happen to have another girl that may fall victim in the future to stalking?"
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[i]"Not particularly, though I haven't been crossed by many of my exes, so it may happen one of these days." [/i]
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Star suddenly began to snicker at seemingly nothing. "I just realized I attempted to flirt while looking like a homeless person. Good job, me."
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[i]"Well, could've been way worse. You could be wearing a clown costume." [/i]
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"True. If I was wearing my old sport armor the colors wouldn't be far off from a clown. All the sponsors covering the armor make me a walking parade."
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[i]"You played sports?" [/i]
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"Why do you think sleeping with a judge ruined my career? I did a lot of sports, most having something to do with shooting...I accel at shooting. I'm pretty famous for it."
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[i]"And to think I was being flirted with by a marksman. That's basically like a princess and a knight, y'know," Nat jokingly responded, chugging the rest of her coffee. [/i]
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Star pretended to be offended. "Wha-are you calling me a princess? There were a lot of physical sports that I won at, you know."
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[i]"Yes, and I'm obviously the bulky one in the group," Nat jokingly responded, flexing her right arm to the side. She was utterly devoid of muscle, looking barely thick enough to have enough. She was indeed a thin women, not unnaturally so, but you could tell she valued cardio over all. [/i]
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Star snickered and crossed her swimmer like arms, full of muscle, but real slim. "Yeah, real threatening. Please don't hurt me."
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[i]"Don't worry, I don't hurt those I like. But don't get on my bad side." [/i]
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"Awww, you like me? That's nice to hear, but nothing new. As a famous athlete a lot of people have thrown themselves at me."
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[i]"Have a lot thrown fire as well, though?" Nat asked, igniting the tip of her two fingers as she slid them forwards an inch jokingly. She let the fires burn out after. [/i]
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"Yes, actually now that I think of it..." Star shrugged. "He had a stereotypical anger issue to go along with the fire though."
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[i]"Well damn, he must've been a hothead." [/i]
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"A real hot temper..."
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[i]"Was he at least hot?" [/i]
