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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/6/2017 3:43:09 PM
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[i]a tall woman is seen walking along below as she looked up at him with her emerald green eyes as her long redhair streaked with silver just hung loose around her shoulders. Her skin was a pale blue in color and she carried a staff on her back as she addresses him.[/i]
"what's with the shouting human?"she says
English
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The Australian looked up from his journal toward the woman. “Just forgot what I was going to say, blue-skinned lassy. Guessing you got a name?” He asked, standing up with his Luger Pistol.
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"Azalea is my name and i see that can be quite troubling "she says [i]despite looking young she was a hell of a lot older than this man which was a clear giveaway with her greying hair.[/i]
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“Ok then...um...you mind helping me out here? Don’t exactly know how to describe this place. Actually, I kinda forgot what I was going to say.” He asks her.
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"Sure although it more different from where im from though a lot less ice and snow. If could describe in one word its breathtaking''she says [i]in truth it was to her as it vastly different than frozen inhospitable lands and seas. [/i]
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“Breathtaking, Huh?” Was his reply looking between his weapons. “Where I’m from, lassy, it’s warm. Sweaty, full of kangaroos and sweat. Not to mention that the only battle I was ever in landed me a one way ticket to almost losing any form of my limbs.” He had told her, grabbing his carbine and slung it around his body.
