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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/21/2017 2:07:08 AM
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She did so, wondering even remotely what the Dojo was like. It would be interesting, and anything would be better then the literal hell of a situation she had lived in before...
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She leads her across a courtyard, where plenty of people were sparring. “Like the name suggests, the Dojo’s full of warriors, Mages, gunslingers, etc. who come here to fight with the best.”
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"Huh. How, unique. To be honest, I haven't really seen a place like this before. I'm glad I came here." She looked up to the sky at the falling flurries of snow, smiling as if they themselves were welcoming her home. This was it. Caroline had finally found a place to call home... [i]But the question still remains, can you actually trust anyone here?[/i]
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“Yeah. It’s a really cool place. But most people come here because they want a good fight, and you don’t strike me as that type.”
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"I suppose you're right. To be truthful, that's what I've been trying to get away from. All the fighting and killing. I'm just tired of it all, you know?"
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“No, I really don’t know. I love a good fight, or a horribly one sided fight if I’m the one it’s in favor of.”
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"Right..." she said, looking around the area with further curiosity. "Would you mind showing me a bit more?"
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“Not at all.” She said as she headed towards a long building.
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"And what would that be?" Caroline asked as she followed.
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“Why only the most important building here.” She says cheerfully.
