originally posted in:The New Dojo
She looked at him hard, the glyphs on the back and palm of her hands glinting subconsciously, and unbeknownst to both of them, so was the one on her back.
“Ask then.”
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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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(Sure)