originally posted in:The New Dojo
[i]JT stepped back and looked at time woman. She looked threatening and the hand being near the weapon only solidified his opinion, though unlike Natalie, JT didn't fear conflict. He embraced it.
"Touch that knife and I swear I'll turn yer hands into homemade séx toys. I ain't trying to hurt ya, just wanna ask some questions." [/i]
English
-
“It isn’t an insult.“
-
[i]"Right. Well, whaddya wanna do now, just brood edgily on the roof?" [/i]
-
“You’re the one who brought me up here, and I’m not brooding.” She says as she continues observing.
-
[i]"You know what I mean. And I ain't got any ideas." [/i]
-
“Well I need to find somewhere to sleep.”
-
[i]"Need an apartment?" [/i]
-
“That would qualify.”
-
[i]"Go to the Dojo, the place gives away free rooms." [/i]
-
“Dojo? This place is home to a martial arts school?”
-
[i]"Somewhat." [/i]
-
“I see. What are the requirements for housing?”
-
[i]"Show up." [/i]
-
“Seriously? What’s the catch.”
-
[i]"Nothing. It's easier than my ex." [/i]
-
There’s a minor twitch under her eye. “How in the world is that a sustainable model?”
-
[i]"Magic." [/i]
-
“Of course it’s magic.”
-
[i]"Mhm." [/i]
-
“Well. Thank you.”
-
[i]"No problem." [/i]
-
She gives a curt nod and heads off towards the Dojo.
-
((end?))
-
(Sure)