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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/26/2017 5:41:09 AM
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Shila shrugged.
“Really not too sure how we can repay her if she was the Shadow Broker.”
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[i]"Same... Well let's start by spoilin' you on a day out, sound fair?" [/i]
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Her smile got wider, hugging the cowboy. “Fine by me...Master.” She told the cowboy.
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[i]"Right, still never gonna get used to that master thing. Now what do you say we hop outta this VR?" [/i]
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“Yeah...maybe have a drink or something.” She replies, smiling as she puts her sword away.
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[i]"Alright. I'll meet you out of the sim?" [/i]
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“Yeah; some Asari chick; helped find your friend; she says hi.” Shila told JT, running out of the sim toward the ship.
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[i]JT disconnected from the simulation and removed the headset, before following Shila to the ship. "H'what?" [/i]
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“I don’t know; mentioned helping some girl you knew named Aveline out with something. A murder, I think.” Shila told the cowboy, standing near the door out.
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[i]"Oh yeah, her. What's she need?" JT asked, entering the ship. [/i]
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“Nothing much, really.” She replies.
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[i]"Why'd she contact us then?" [/i]
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“Just wanted to say hi.” She replied, shrugging. The sound of JT’s ship hummed in the background outside.
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[i]"Oh. Well, good to hear she's at least keepin' us in memory," JT said as he went to the cockpit, sitting in a second seat. [/i]
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Shila say in the primary seat, smiling toward JT. “Anywhere you want to go? Heard that the Black Market’s selling stuff for the tourney.” She tells JT.
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[i]"Let's head over, maybe there'll be something good." [/i]
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“Yeah; that’ll be alright.” She says, moving the ship toward the Tatakai Plains, a small nine and a few flags being shown. Other aliens and ships were there, a shield dome surrounding them. Krogan, humans, and Asari similar to Liara were seen entering the mine.
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[i]"Well, looks like the right place." [/i]
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“I think so; come on, don’t want to exactly get lost around here.” She says, walking through the various aliens, until they eventually arrived in a line, two Krogan guarding what seemed to be an elevator. “You can pass.” Was heard from one of the Krogan.
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[i]Normally JT would just make an alien joke, though if he was being real, he wasn't about to piss off the race that had been a collective bro towards him. He entered the elevator with Shila and rode it to the market. [/i]
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The Krogan guards stopped him before he could enter. “Wait...aren’t you one of those in the tourney? Cowboy, right?” The Krogan asked.
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[i]"Yeah, sup?" [/i]
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“Oy; good luck man. Galaxy’s watching you guys beat the ever loving shit on each other. Most of them Krogan are betting on you.” He says, lightly punching his shoulder, allowing him toward the elevator.
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[i]"Lotta people," JT muttered under his breath[/i]
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As the two went down, a massive portal surrounding them as they did so, the VI in the elevator said the same thing with its monotone voice, about itnroducing the market. Shila shut it up with the mute button, and proceeded to look out toward the market...which looked a lot more festive. Lots of yelling was heard, various species mingling; some with T-Shirts, gun camos, and other merchandise belonging to the various contestants. A few humans, and people from the Cetus colony wore cowboy outfits, some Asari and female humans walked around in what seemed to be a cosplay attempt at Victoria, and Rai. Others dressed as that of Nate, or Zane, especially the Mandalorian and the Turians. “Get your merchandise here; damn tourney’s happening soon!” Various people yelled. “So...where do you want to go first?” Shila asked JT, a massive TV Screen in the heart of the Black Market, most likely counting down until the tourney began.
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[i]"Shila this is your trip, let's head over t' where you wanna go first." [/i]
