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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/24/2017 12:42:26 AM
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"Man, I don't even know y'all and I'm already getting accused of stealing things..."
[i]The Hunter slowly signed, pulling the seat back with a thankful nod towards Mason and Sarah both, though he did - for just a moment - consider walking on over to the other side of the table and sit down next to the Warlock. The Exo sat down, his left hand protectively shielding Thorn, almost as if in instinct.[/i]
"TLW's not even on me, either... back at the ship, alongside Final Verdict and the Hunger of Crota..."
[i]A Bladedancer who wielded Thorn, Final Verdict, and the Hunger of Crota. The three could practically feel the tumours growing on them, even if he seemed nice enough. That was something, at the very least. He sat back in his seat, left hand on the table, fingertips rhythmically drumming on it.[/i]
"Thanks, by the way, Sir... and you too, Miss 'Lock, for uh... disarming the bomb."
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"Don't call her that!" Mia demanded, standing up. "Mia, sit down," Mason asked. The Huntress, huffed, sitting back down in her chair, unhappy around such an individual. The dogs yapped at the Exo. "I'm not gonna lose my hair to Hunter again," Sarah muttered.
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"I don't know what else to call her," [i]The Exo retorted, his right hand moving off his gun to lightly pet the nearest animal, lightly scratching it behind the ears with his fingertips, all gentle and sweet even while getting screamed at by people he didn't even know.[/i] "I don't know what to call any of you, at that, so uh... ...let's start with introductions, eh? I'm Shade-34, or just Shade, 34, whatever. 'Rust bucket' also works, Mia, if you want to relieve your... uh, frustration at me that way..." [i]He made a sound akin to a sigh, his lifeless eyes sending a look at Mason that could very well be described as 'fuсking help me please', though his eyes quickly went back to the table, looking over it. Of course, the Hunter could always leave, but he didn't want to. Traveler knew he needed friends.[/i]
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"Sarah Grey," Sarah spoke up, smiling. "Mason Grey," the older Titan said, "Father of these two." He pointed two Mia and Sarah.
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"Pleasure to meet you three." [i]Shade, as he had made himself known, gave a nod and a slight wave, his mechanical face shifting to form a decently awkward smile back at Sarah and Mason both, though he was definitely trying... metal just wasn't very expressive.[/i] "Whoever one of y'all made the table," [i]He continued, smile fading as he looked back at the table, lightly patting it with his left hand, careful not to knock something over,[/i] "They did a good job... seem to like animals, too, and that's always a plus."
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"Theyxre my pups and kitties!" Mason said, "All 24 of them."
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Edited by Nibber Schipper: 11/24/2017 1:28:03 AM"Well, Sir, you have a fine choice in animals! Always liked dogs and cats both." [i]As Shade said that, he ran his hand down the dog's neck, slowly stroking back up it with the back of his fingers after, going back to scratching the animal behind its ears.[/i]
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He was stroking the head of a golden retriever. The retriever yapped.
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[i]Ah, his second favourite kind... The Exo started smiling again as he pet the dog, kind eyes focused on it as he gently scratched and stroked the adorable thing.[/i]
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Mason sighed, "If anyone wants to express thanks for anything, please do so now."
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[i]Shade cleared his mechanical throat, his attention finally leaving the dog. He folded his hands together, not really in prayer but just out of comfort.[/i] "I'm thankful for my Ghost, my Light, and the chance to share this meal with y'all."
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Sarah smiled, "I am thankful for my Ghost, Lunar, my family, and my friends." Mia sighed, "I am thankful for my Ghost, Lush, my rifles, and the they weren't stolen," she said, glancing at Shade, "And for my sister, and my father. And for the fact he hasn't made a Dad Joke." "You better not have jinxed us, Mia," Sarah muttered. Mason decided, "I'm thankful for Topaz, for my girls, and this meal."
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[i]Ooooh... the Exo saw a chance, his eyes lighting up with devious intent, his fingers intertwining. He cleared his throat again, lightly speaking up with a tentative voice, his gaze focused on his hands as he set his meme power into overdrive.[/i] "I'm thankful of the sidewalks for always keeping me off the streets," [i]He spoke with a grin, his eyes darting over Mia, Mason, and Sarah all, only to come resting back on Mia. The sly bаstаrd had seen his chance and had taken it with stride.[/i]
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The twin sisters, groaned, "No... not a Dad joke..." Mason sighed, "Only I can make those."
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[i]If metal was even a bit more expressive, the Exo would've had a big, wide, shit-eating grin on his face.[/i] "Aye, Sir, but the more dad jokes, the better, no?"
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"No," Sarah and Mia said at the same time. "I can't argue with that logic, Shade," Mason said. "Can we eat? I'm hungry," Sarah begged. "Hi Hungry," Mason said. "Sarah you made a mistake," Mia whispered. "I'm Dad," Mason finished.
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[i]A mechanical, robotic chuckle came from the speakers in Shade's mouth, his hands eagerly clapping together just ones, fingers intertwining after. He smirked, nodding towards Mason, clearly pleased with the man and his amazing, legendary dad joke.[/i] "Yeah, y'all eat," [i]He agreed with another nod, clearly not planning on eating himself because, well... he was an Exo, and therefore couldn't eat -- probably.[/i]
