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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Weeaboo Of War:
11/15/2017 2:51:47 PM
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"I have to admit.."
[i]The soft clanking of armor would be heard, as a looming shadow would be cast over the tent. Obsidian black armor was casted upon her being, while tangles of violet hair fell down the side of her face, her hair tied into a ponytail.[/i]
"I like it."
[i]Isabella said, looking through the books and the novels. It was.. truly interesting, seeing a woman take control of half a tent for a library.[/i]
"I mean, it's not an armory or something.. but it is pretty badass."
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[i]"Well I did need some place to sleep, and my old place was way too quiet. Y'know, because the rest of the building was annexed by the army," Nat responded in a semi-joking tone, putting the book face down on the table in front of her. The woman's gaze shifted up to see Isabella, and a faint smile formed on her face at the sight. [/i]
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"Blame Freya. I couldn't have any part in that, I was off fuсking around with.. myself? Yeah, guess it was myself. You'd be surprised: either these lionfuсkers actually hate me, or they're scared shitless. Course, now we're both "lionfuсkers", since I'm a "legitimate" Trayven and I've got a bombshell like you at my back." [i]Isabella chuckled a little, shrugging.[/i] "...Sorry, bit carried away there. Though.. I guess it's good, seeing you getting used to this mess."
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[i]"I wouldn't say I'm getting used to it, as much as 'Exploiting' your troops. Hell, I technically should be getting court marshalled for kicking people out of their rooms." Nat had knowledge of militaristic terms, though it was odd. Why would a girl from Las Vegas know what would constitute a court marshaling? [/i]
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"...Interesting. They'll bitсh to "superiors" and then they'll get moved, I hope. Else, I can try to intervene on my own, then it's all an intimidation game." [i]Isabella nodded a little, leaning a little while she would look throughout the books.[/i] "...You wouldn't be interested in mission, would you?"
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[i]"Sure. What is it?" [/i]
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"Well, you mentioned stealth stuff, I believe, when we last had a convo? Well.. Freya wants to both hold a defense against these Tribune assholes, then attack them in our reality. Trayven reality. But she thinks that she doesn't need a scout.. we do. Think you could maneuver through Ollimand, for a bit? I can come with, and I can get you there in a bit, if you want to get started."
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[i]"It's cool, I'll go solo. Thanks though, I'll take the job." [/i]
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"Good, good. You got transport already? Hell, a horse always works. ...Seriously, horses are better than.. those metal things."
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[i]"Cars? I can just send myself over on a rock or something, thank god for Gravity magic." [/i]
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"That's seriously what they're called, cars? Fuсking hell, that's a boring name. Head in whenever you want to, though. I'm not holding you back."
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[i]"As soon as you tell me what the job is, I'll head out." [/i]
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"Just stick to moving throughout Ollimand, alright? We need info on these Tribune assholes if they're actually there. Because then there's a storm coming if they [i]are[/i] rolling in already."
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[i]"Aight." [/i]
