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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/13/2017 1:59:43 AM
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"You sure? That was only the first game, man. You're an AI, you'll most likely beat me this time."
Bedlam asked in a friendly manner.
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She sighed, "I know what I need to do. I need to be left alone." Then, poof! She must have pulled off a long distance blink. She was gone. Lunar awoke.
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"Fuuuuu...that can't be good. Ghost person! Uhh....LUNAR! Where'd she go?" Bedlam turned to the Ghost panicking a little. "She okay?"
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"She... just needs some time. She may trust you. But not enough to cry in front of you."
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He sighed again and laid down in the bed. "Well, that sucks. Does that mean I shouldn't help?"
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"She would prefer it if you left her alone..."
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"What she wants isn't always best, but fine." Bedlam sat there, waiting.
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"I honestly hate it when she runs off," Lunar sighed. "But she is the way she is. Free-spirited."
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"Nah, I get it. I'm the same way." Bedlam laughed a little. "The last girl I fell for was also a free spirit. Her name was Iso....She died last week apparently."
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"Man, you two are really bad luck charms," Lunar noted.
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"Thank you, Lunar. That helps." He sarcastically remarked, rolling over in the bed.
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"If you think there's a better way to help her, you do it," Lunar told him, "But that's my two cents. She is very stubborn, I will warn you."
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"I...hmm. Where is she again?" Bedlam got off the bed and stood up. "I'm helping her."
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"Back in the Dojo Woods. She can't hide from us, now. I can track her neural implants. She's on the move."
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"Fun." Bedlam and the Ghost vanished, reappearing at the entrance to the woods. Bedlam instantly began to run in. "Lunar, direct me, will ya?"
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"I don't think I'll need to," Lunar replied. The Ghost was scanning something. It looked like a feather. But it was shimmering with firey colors. The shape of the feather was changing constantly. He flew to another one, which was directly to the Ghost's right.
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Bedlam saw the feathers and started to follow them. "These her's?"
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"Yep," Lunar replied. The trail seemed to spiral on for a while. They went deeper into the forest, as the trees hid the sunlight. The feathers glowed in the grass, easily marking her path.
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Bedlam ran, attempting to catch up to Sarah. "Come on, Lunar! We have an angel to catch."
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Lunar sped up, until he saw it, a clearing. It was a small clearing. And in the middle of it, there were a pile of feathers. They couldn't see her, but they could see the feathers falling. "Stay quiet..." Lunar whispered, "If we're heard, we'll startle her."
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Bedlam nodded to Lunar before slowly walking into the clearing. He wasn't sure what the feathers were, but he wanted to find her.
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The feathers were still falling. Covering the ground. She was standing. Must have been.
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Bedlam looked up into the sky in confusion, still confused about whag was going on.
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Except, they were not falling from the sky. The looked like they were falling from about 4 to five feet in the air.
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He walked up to where the feathers were falling from and poked the area above them. "Sarah?"
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The feathers moved a bit. It was her. But she didn't move much. He could hear her breathe.
