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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/21/2017 1:06:31 PM
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"I'd want to talk about you, really; though I guess my background's sorta important to know too. Get to know me."
[i]Isabella drunk again, beginning in a hushed tone. She didn't seem too eager to tell her tale.[/i]
"I'm from a hole called Khaom, not Trayve. Grew up as a child in the slums with one dad, a pit fighter in the past who was crippled. Once I got old enough.. twelve, really.. and dad got sold away, I joined the arena. Killed.. a lot of people. Became Khaom's favorite. Then in the Emperor's Challenge - sorta a competition against the best fighters in the arena, I.. may or may not have crushed the Emperor's head with a rock. So a new Emperor - or Empress - was in line. Ended a war, resigned, took a dragon, apparently got adopted by these Trayven guys.."
[i]Isabella sighed, tapping the table.[/i]
"That's.. really it."
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Amanda a nodded then. "Well, that's a story. My own is being born as my mom being some 10ft tall, and my dad normal, so my genes where -blam!-ed, and i would have died in my early childhood if I didn't undergo the process that made Valkyrie soldiers. So I was technicality forced to become this, but I don't mind it, enjoy it actually." She shrugged, taking a bite from the steak. "But, yours by far sounds a lot cooler, not the early part, but on pen and paper it would be a great story"
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"Slaughtering other men and women in a fight to the death is cool to you? Heh. Maybe I could take you on a date to Khaom. They'd worship you over there.. me, not so much." [i]Isabella laughed a little.[/i] "Though you've got a lot simpler of a background than I'd expect."
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Amanda huffed, a date? Maybe, just maybe... She spoke again, amused. "I mean, with my statue and how I fight, I would be considered a god in arenas. Never thought about it though, always focused on what I know and do; military assignments and missions." She shrugged then. In her opinion, her life was a lot more complicated. "And yeah, there's probably some that I left out, just right now I say what's needed."
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"Eh.. I've seen some eight and nine footers, knocked them on their asses too. It's all about cutting their heels. There used to be a fuсkin' twelve footer.. until the Emperor made him fight a Golate. ...Golate's being giant boulder monsters in the mountains of Khaom. The death was brutal, but.. the bones snapping was much worse. But you seem like you'd make it pretty far, maybe get into the Emperor's Challenge. If you ever needed another country to trade with, well.." [i]Isabella shrugged, smiling a little at Amanda.[/i]
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"Its always welcome, but for now I'll stick with Dojo and you're peoples. Although, I may see about fighting, and give you a given deal of entertainment." Amanda winked at Bella then, grinning coyly.
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"Entertainment.. Gods, I'd have to hop in. It's been way too long since I've had a gladiator fight.. maybe eight years. Oh well." [i]Isabella smiled at Amanda, nodding at the thought of "entertainment".[/i] "So.. what makes you super soldier guys so special? Other than the fact that your lot literally took us by surprise. I guess that's classified information, and it seems like I'm being way too nosy, but.. ...okay, yeah, I am."
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She shrugged. "Its fine. What makes us special is extensive genetic and biological each enhancement. Its too long to list and detail. But that's what it is." She smirked, in truth it was classified.
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"Huh. So it is classified. Clever." [i]Isabella smirked a little, finishing her meal then.[/i] "It's alright, though. I'm too used to people revealing their secret bullshit all the time."
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"Well, change of pace then, sorry to disappoint." Amanda shrugged then, not knowing how else to put it.
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"What? I'm not disappointed, it was expected if anything. I shouldn't have asked." [i]Isabella sighed a little at that, taking up the plates, which simply included her own plate and Amanda's.[/i] "Mm. I need something else to do. I love warfare, I love the spoils and victories, but it gets boring and scarring once you do it for so long. After all, you either die young enough on the battlefield and get called a martyr, a hero.. or you win and live long enough to the point where you're hated more than the enemy."
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"That's true. I haven't found a pastime yet, but I should look for one soon enough." She nodded in thanks for taking the plate, and for the food.
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"Mm. I'd guess something.. militaristic would work out for you and I. I dunno, but there's nothing much other than labor for a hobby, and that's just more work, not an actual hobby." [i]Isabella nodded, sighing a little.[/i] "So.. how many super soldiers can we expect to come around? How many are as cute as you? Not that I'll go after them too, of course."
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"What, I'm not good enough?" She smirked, a quick sarcastic comment. "Not many, for the most part we'll leave you alone, unless called on for something."
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"You're too good, to be frank. For me, anyway. I've seen all the perfumed noblewomen and the cute little maidens and princesses, but.. damn, you're beyond them." [i]Isabella smiled, a genuine and beautiful thing that seemed.. incredibly out of place.[/i]
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"Too good? Damn, what's that self esteem." She chuckled then, shaking her head.
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"Self esteem? Pfft. I'm fueled by arrogance and a really fuсked up sense of justice that keeps everyone in line and safe, babe. Maybe that justice seems cruel, but hell, justice." [i]Isabella smirked, nodding towards Amanda.[/i]
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"I've seen worse, had to enact worse. Maybe show some of that justice in bed? See what exactly you could do with a whip and chains~" Amanda winked then, the sentence having double meaning, Amanda deducing Bella was that sort, and understanding what Bella meant by twisted justice.
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"...That's the first time that someone's [i]actively[/i] sought that out. Either you're ridiculously charismatic.. or hell.." [i]Isabella would approach Amanda, smiling and strutting before leaning against the table.[/i] "...Gods, I wouldn't mind at all. Not gonna be too rough.. but [i]just[/i] the right amount. And if we need a safe word - say it anytime.. try Eastbound. Eastbound's a fort that I held for a time, had my first encounter with a maid there, and we.. tried a few things. But this time.. I think I'm pretty passionate about this."
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Amanda smirked then, she somehow seduced tube warlord. "Well, anytime you want to experiment and try a few things, let me know. Unless you want to now. Just know I'm the dominant one." Amanda leaned onto the table then, grinning wildly.
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"Well.." [i]Isabella smiled, pressing her lips against Amanda's for some time. As she broke away, she smiled yet, nodding towards Amanda.[/i] "-Yet to meet anyone that's dominant on me, too. Holy [i]shit[/i], I think I'm in love."
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"Lets keep it half-serious for now, I need to keep up with other things, but yes, I do love you." Amanda grinned again then, sitting back in the chair now.
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"Aww. I'm alright with that though," [i]Isabella smiled.[/i] "I suppose you have a place to stay? I'm always available to hang with, you should know."
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"Here, no. Otherwise its my homeworld I would have to go back too. I'll just come up with the excuse of being an advisor or representative of Odin and his people."
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"Hey, that works out too, at least.. I guess it does. You're the closest that we've had to contact with an empire itself, y'know. The Imperials don't really count.. their Rogue Trader Gilliam or whoever leading them."
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"I wouldn't say empire, mostly we stick to our home planet, but we have gone throughout our solar system." She nodded then.
