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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/18/2017 11:47:19 PM
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Well shit, she’d been detected. She considered her options.
1. Move in, revealing herself but also placing her in a position to score a kill if she had to. She discarded this one because
A) she didn’t know this target’s capabilities
B) she didn’t know the target’s allies
C) the target wasn’t posing a direct threat, and an ally might always be more useful.
2. Retreat. This produced a higher likelyhood of her being detected, and that rifle could be grabbed and fired before she could get out of its effective range if she was detected, which would result in her being wounded or killed.
3. Hold position: She discarded this because it offered the target more time.
4. Which is what she did. Move fast and drop next to the target without any weapons drawn. Close enough that she could engage him in melee and nullify the rifle if necessary, but not immediately provoking hostilities.
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[b][i]He turned to face her, his hands open showing no weapons held. He looked over her appearance, seeing the blood stained hair and such[/i][/b] "[i]Christo[/i], you ok?" [b][i]He said looking at her[/i][/b]
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“Christo? I don’t believe that’s my name.” Her voice was cold and deadly serious. She wasn’t trying to sound hostile or intimidating, cold and focused just seemed to be the default.
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"Well, unless you're the second coming of Jesus I would assume not." [b][i]He said laughing a bit.[/i][/b] "Hey, do you remember anything? Can you tell me your name?"
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“Divia, Betrachter, Nazir, Mirumono, aanschouwer, “ She stops. “Divia, I think. Maybe all the others are my names too.”
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"Let's stick with Divia for now. My name is Angelo." [b][i]He said smiling.[/i][/b] "Do you know how you got here?"
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“No. I woke up at the bottom of a nearby cliff, healed, washed up, and then hid in a tree when I heard you coming.”
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"Huh. This place seems to like to do that to people. You said you healed. You mind if I ask how?"
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“I healed myself. Not entirely sure why I can do that.”
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"Hm. I know some people where I'm from can do similar things. Do you have any strange objects with you? Perhaps a small disk, or a necklace?"
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“I have two knives and a gun.”
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"First, let's continue the mutual agreement to not use them on each other, okay? Second, ok. That means you have some sort of natural abilities. Do you feel a very strong urge to do something Chaotic?"
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“No. I do have these glyphs on my hands and feet though.” She says, holding up her left hand and revealing the glyph on the palm, and its twin on the back of her right hand.
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"Alright, I'll admit that's not my area of expertise. Hey, there's a town nearby. I can show ou if ya want."
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“That would be beneficial.”
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[b][i]He stood up, slinging the rifle on his back as he held his helmet under his arm. He began walking, gesturing for her to follow.[/i][/b]
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She followed, a leap and a stab behind. Just in case.
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"I'll tell you this much, this place is strange. Just... prepare to see some crap that you didn't think existed."
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“I’ve got no idea what I think exists.”
