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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Weeaboo Of War:
10/28/2017 8:01:06 PM
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[i]As Alpha came into proximity and passed through the barrel, she could feel herself growing.. weaker, almost. It was as if her abilities were muffled, or drowned out, her only pistol suddenly clicking and locking into place.[/i]
"Hold."
[i]A guardsman would hold up his hand, yet the patrol from before simply told him off. From there, Alpha was lead through the camp.[/i] "You seek to.. assist us, then? If you must meet Lady Freya.. we may lead you to her, if you'd like."
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She nodded. While she was sure that she could find a work-around to the magic issue (since her body was actually mostly magic itself), the pistol was an issue. Alpha was a helluva shot, but she had little experience with bows before. Perhaps she could try a crossbow? Her swordsman ship was equally as rusty, which made her grim
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[i]The patrol would begin to lead Alpha to the head tent, in the center of the garrison. Two tall standards, bearing that proud golden lion, hung above.[/i] "You will find Lady Freya within," [i]The patrolman would nod, before leaving Alpha to do as she pleased. And.. yes, she will find a workaround.[/i]
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The girl stepped in, clearing her throat. She sat, just waiting
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[i]As Alpha sat at the war table, Freya Trayven would simply study her.[/i] [i]The commander was different. She wasn't towering, yet she wasn't short, a uniform of purple and white adorning her body. A gilded chestplate of steel would rest upon her being, accompanied by necessary pauldrons and gauntlets. Short, vibrant red hair fell from her head, as two orange eyes studied the newest arrival.[/i] "...Ma'am, if you represent the Dojo, I should tell you that a council is underway. Though.. you don't look the type to assist the Dojo. Who are you, ma'am?"
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She wrote on some paper, then handed it to the woman [i]Alpha. I do not wish to divulge my true name. The dojo has done little to help me, and I have been given many reasons to hate it. If you would be so kind as to allow me to use my native magic and a rifle, I would be happy to assist you in your endeavours. [/i] Alpha was once royalty, and so she put her training on speaking and the use of her vocabulary to good use, or so she hoped.
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"...I suppose that I should have you acquire a Libertas, then? Here." [i]Freya would rise up, as she took a small ring from a shelf in the back and approached Alpha. She would kneel, placing the ring upon Alpha's hand. Alpha could feel her abilities returning, slowly but surely.[/i] "...At least you are a mage.. hmm. What would you wish for in return?"
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[i]There is a ship a few kilometers away from here. Do not harm that, or an individual named Irina. Other than that......a nicer rifle, really. And some armor, so I don't die.[/i]
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"There are many ships, and many women named Irina. I need more than that, but I can assure you that they shall not be harmed, unless they take action against us. A finer rifle.. you don't understand how our armies function. This entire army is formed on countering the usages of technology and magic.. but I will see that you are properly armed."
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[i]A huge ship the size of a city, populated by pink-skinned people called the Solarians. And Irina is a Vileblood of Yharnam, and dear to me. Even a bow or crossbow would work though.[/i]
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"I understand. A Vileblood, though.. fought one once. They like those nasty blood weapons.. I can find you a crossbow or a longbow, whatever you would find to be a necessity."
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[b]Provide me with both, so I can attempt both.[/b] She wrote, then said [i]If you harm Irina, our contract is null and void and I will keep all items given me. Are these terms agreeable?[/i]
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"...These terms are agreeable." [i]Freya would nod towards Alpha, leading the woman outside. She would point towards what appeared to have been an armory for specifically weapons, with rows of longswords, short swords, broadswords, daggers, handheld axes, battle axes, hammers, war picks, spears, flails, shields..[/i] [i]...and bows and crossbows for Alpha.[/i]
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She picked up a longbow, testing it. It weighed less and Alpha needed to brush up. After picking up a few arrows she walked over to a target, and began practicing. Alpha wasn't bad, she just seemed rusty. After about an hour she was doing as good or better than Freya's own archers. The crossbow was even better, Alpha never missed with that weapon.
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[i]Freya had taken to personally watching Alpha in her free time, as she saw thar her own troops were steadily dedicating themselves to shooting just as good as Alpha was. All that filled Freya's ears for a while was *thunk!*, over and over. She would let Alpha stop practicing whenever she wanted, as it was getting late.[/i]
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When she stopped, she decided on the bow. It weighed less and she decided she liked it better than the crossbow. She nodded in approval at it, then gestured to the tents. [i]Where do I sleep?[/i]
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[i]Freya motioned for Alpha to follow, bringing her throughout the encampment itself. Training yards, lunch tables, stockpiles of food.. the Trayvens had it all.[/i] [i]Freya would find Alpha not a tent, but a building that had been set up for recruits.[/i] "These will be your living quarters. This is a fairly new building, that's why there are so many tents.."
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She nodded. [i]Thank you.[/i] She seemed to say, before heading inside to find a place to bunk. Armor and proper apparel would have to wait. For now, she only need to go inside, find her spot, and ignore anything staring at her
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[i]Surprisingly enough, the few recruits that were within the building actually respected Alpha. Some nodded, one actually bothered to wave, but little more was said, as some laid down, chatted in hushed tones, or simply read books or cleaned their equipment.[/i]
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She sat in an empty bunk, and set her bow and arrows down next to it. In the meantime, she would look around, sighing. Alpha would have to probably find a way to occupy herself until she was needed
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[i]Alpha didn't have too much. Her fellow recruits, training.. for now, it was just waiting for the action to pick up, it seemed.[/i] [spoiler]Want to fin it here? I can get her armor, still.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Armor'd be nice.[/spoiler] She sighed. She still needed her armor. So, she got up, and headed back out.
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[i]Alpha would see what may have been an armorer and a smithy, working upon a set of steel plate in silence. Perhaps he could find armor that was fitting for her.[/i]
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She cleared her throat, hoping Freya had alerted him of her request.
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[i]The blacksmith would turn back, as he would then nod towards Alpha.[/i] "Oi, you're the furry. Ya, got yer armor here." [i]He would leave the steel plate, as he retrieved a set of armoring that would fit what would belong to a scout: a hardened, dark leather gambeson made up the majority of the set, allowing for both flexibility and defense as well. He had also provided a dagger for self defense in CQC.[/i]
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She nodded her thanks. The armor would suffice, but she knew many of the Dojoites had ways of getting to her. The dagger would do little, but would help.
