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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/28/2017 12:00:37 AM
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[i]The table was a rustic wooden one, complimenting the lamented (you know the little wood planks) floor and the four oaken tables that stood by it. It was perfectly square and decently big, standing in the middle of the kitchen-eating-area-combo against the back wall, two doors seated to the sides. Judging from the positioning, it was likely somewhere in the back of the ship.[/i]
"...well, can you?"
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[spoiler]tbh pal you're gonna have to, like, point out flaws because I'm shit at teaching and have no idea how to punch... with... strategy, I guess[/spoiler] [i]He only nodded, leading the way through the doorway. Behind it was a simplistic hall that branched off into various parts of the ship, though that wasn't important as the pair soon entered a decently bland room filled with four fancy chairs, each standing at a rustic wooden desk filled with monitors and stuff. On each chair, there was a sort of... helmet.[/i] "Pick a chair and press the button."
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She sat on one, and did so "Next?"
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"Put the helmet on and relax." [i]Jason did exactly as he, himself, had said, sitting down next to Alpha on his own chair. He turned the machine on, the machinery within awakening with a hum. He slid the helmet on, grey eyes shutting as he relaxed atop the fairly comfy seat.[/i]
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Alpha followed suit, though she didn't know what to expect.
