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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/5/2017 12:27:31 AM
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“Y-yes mam. We’re from the dojo.” Lilly confirmed again as she looked at the warrior before her. “And um...I’m fifteen? Not...not that it matters...just saying.” She told the General nervously as Cain looked at the woman with a silent frowning face, one that was very eye catching.
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"...a child, nonetheless. Do not take that as an insult, but our enemies do not show mercy to any soul." [i]Freya would not look at Lilly as she said this, but instead Cain, a stare almost identical to his own look. Though there was a simple softness in Freya's own glare - a protective one, if anything.[/i] "You may come inside and sit down, if you'd like."
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“You seem familiar.” Cain suddenly said in a near outburst. “Very...familiar. I cannot put my finger on it.”
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"...I don't recall meeting a member of the Dojo, but.. perhaps we can speak inside?" [i]Freya, while drawn in by Cain's outburst, would hold the tent's entrance open. The war table sat clean, with many chairs for sitting inside.[/i]
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“Yes! That works.” Lilly agreed as she eyed Cain with a confused look, walking under Freya’s arm as she entered the tent. Cain eyed the fiery haired woman still as he walked cautiously towards the entrance.
