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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/18/2017 11:55:36 PM
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[i]"Dude I can -blam!-ing see you. Do you need to be some sorta edgy Assassin's Creed ass rooftop runner?"
The voice belonged to an odd fellow, truly. One standing proudly at six foot three, his muscular torso hidden by the dirtied brown duster on his body, tattered and torn at the very bottom fringes of the jacket. Beneath it was a loose white button up shirt and a pair of rancher jeans faded from the sun and by a pair of holster belts that lapped the colour away in strips at his thighs. The man had a hat on his head, casting a light shadow onto a weathered face, with a single cigar protruding from his bearded lips and casting a trail of white smoke into the air gently. The man was armed to the teeth with revolvers, a pair of jagged swords, and two weapons stowed on his back, held in place by a bandolier, but the most curious weapon of all came in the form of a prosthetic left arm, skeletal and a charred black shade underneath the duster he wore. And he quickly approached the woman, jumping off the roof with her. [/i]
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“You are too. Cybernetic Cowboys are not “normal” assuming we’re using Average Joe as the definition for normal.”
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[i]"You want to go and insult cripples? 'cause plenty of people have prosthetics." [/i]
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“It isn’t an insult.“
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[i]"Right. Well, whaddya wanna do now, just brood edgily on the roof?" [/i]
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“You’re the one who brought me up here, and I’m not brooding.” She says as she continues observing.
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[i]"You know what I mean. And I ain't got any ideas." [/i]
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“Well I need to find somewhere to sleep.”
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[i]"Need an apartment?" [/i]
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“That would qualify.”
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[i]"Go to the Dojo, the place gives away free rooms." [/i]
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“Dojo? This place is home to a martial arts school?”
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[i]"Somewhat." [/i]
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“I see. What are the requirements for housing?”
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[i]"Show up." [/i]
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“Seriously? What’s the catch.”
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[i]"Nothing. It's easier than my ex." [/i]
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There’s a minor twitch under her eye. “How in the world is that a sustainable model?”
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[i]"Magic." [/i]
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“Of course it’s magic.”
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[i]"Mhm." [/i]
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“Well. Thank you.”
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[i]"No problem." [/i]
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She gives a curt nod and heads off towards the Dojo.
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((end?))
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