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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/18/2017 3:24:20 AM
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The voice of someone else echoed back surprisingly, a girl, sounding of age or over it. She had yelled one word back.
"WHAT?!"
The girl sounded just as confused as Camellia. Rose herself being a bandit, was there to scavenge what she could from just about anything that was left.
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“Oooh! A person!” Cammy was, of course, inexplicably drawn to the unfamiliar voice. She approached the direction from where the ‘what’ sounded, with a certain degree of caution that was easily trumped by curiosity.
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She found who it was, a woman roughly the age of 20, a tattoo of rose thorns and a sword on her right arm, and an ace of spades as well as a metal band on her left. She was dressed in tighter fitting clothes, a sleeveless vest on with a similar white shirt, the vest zipped up and hugged her figure. Black pants that accented her legs, and a sheath for a sword on her right thigh, which rested empty. Short, pixie cut auburn hair accented silver eyes, a strong jaw and a chiseled face, something to rival Roman sculptures. Rose was dashing and dangerous. The only contrast was the rifle she held, which was aimed at Cammy.
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Any details about Rose were immediately blurred out by Cammy the moment she saw the gun. The saint let out a quiet squeal, jumping to the right just behind a ruined Dojoville structure. Rose might’ve seen the expression had made before, or heard the fear in the uncontrolled noise she’d made. It was clear that she was terrified. “P-please don’t shoot!” She called out, sweat beading down her forehead. She had to calm down. Think.
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Rose took a moment, she did reply. "Any reason not too? For all I know you showed up out of nowhere, calling out to anyone. There could be others, maybe a trap. I've seen this kind if scenario, acted in it as well." She lowered the muzzle of her rifle a bit.
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“Well, uh, first of all, I’ve no weaponry. Second of all, murder or attempted murder’s... y’know. Somewhat illegal. Oh, and also it wouldn’t be self defense if law enforcement finds that you shot at a person who they’ve found to have no weapons. And you can’t say that you won’t be caught, because witnesses are a thing. Witness protection is [i]also[/i] a thing. Maybe, perhaps, you might somehow be able to avoid all that... but would you really want to go through all the trouble because you shot a defenseless woman who has no apparent reason to harm you?” She poked the top of her head around the corner so only her eyes and empty hands were showing. “Please don’t shoot?”
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Rose let out a laugh, she was right. With a click, the rifle transformed into a gladius, and Rose slipped it into a sheath on her right thigh.
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After that ordeal, Cammy thought herself too terrified to leave her safety from around the corner. She simply extended her head out further so her mouth was visible. “Okay, so what was that about? Why was your first reaction to pull a gun out on me?”
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"I felt it was a trap at first." Rose shrugged, it was her first thought. Looking back now though it wasn't the best one.
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In truth, Cammy looked as though she was really trying to connect/understand Rose’s logic there, but ended up not being able to wrap her head around it. Quickly giving up, she shrugged. Maybe this in itself was a trap to get her to let her guard down. Wait. Maybe that actually was it. Cammy’s eyes widened almost comically, and she dove behind the ruins once more. Yes, that would explain the situation perfectly. The gun, the very, very sudden stowing of the gun... suspicion would only snowball. “S-so... uh.... Wow. Wonder what happened to this place? Why’s it all burnt down?” Cammy wondered out loud, just trying not to get shot.
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Rose laughed, the sight of Cammy acting like that was hilarious. She replied after a short bit however. "As far as I know, it burnt down, like a lot of the Dojo."
