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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/29/2017 12:24:12 AM
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[spoiler]What accent is that, Newfie? [/spoiler]
[i]Nat started to run along the pavement, gesturing for her to follow. She turned right and darted through an alleyway before jumping atop a duster and catching a fire escape ladder, which she climbed and kicked to make fall for the woman. She waited on the third level of the fire escape, which was right outside a small hallway the two could cut through. [/i]
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"Fuсk, I just might," [i]Hel responded with a surprisingly serious tone, even if there was still that slight joking accent.[/i]
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[i]"Riiight, just don't share me with the whole crew." [/i]
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"Why'd I do that? Naw, naw, never was one for sharin'. Anyhow, since y're still in the kitchen, y'mind gettin' me a water too?"
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[i]"Will do," Nat said, bringing her a water from the fridge. [/i]
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"Thanks," [i]She responded rather shortly, stopping the rhythmic tapping on her helmet to take the water, unscrewing the cap to then bring it to her lips, taking a swig.[/i]
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[i]"So, any plans for today?" [/i]
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"None at all. Already reported the mission info t'm'boss, so yea..."
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[i]"Oh, cool." [/i]
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"Y'want me out the door?" [i]She asked with a jesting tone, figuring she'd gone a tad too far with her jokes earlier, even if Nat had instigated it, kinda.[/i]
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[i]"Nah I'm cool with you staying." [/i]
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"Nice, nice... Y're good company, y'know, Nat? I like 't."
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[i]"Yeah, thanks. This is some good company." [/i]
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[i]Hel nodded in agreement as she sipped her water, throat surprisingly dry after sleeping for... well, she don't quite know.[/i]
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[i]Nat just kinda plopped down on the couch beside her. [/i]
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[i]A silence settled in, broken only by their mutual breathing and Helena occasionally taking a sip of her water. It wasn't awkward, though, but rather... pleasant.[/i]
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[i]Nat eventually turned on the TV, starting up some shows she had recorded onto a box. [/i]
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"So then, considerin' how easygoin' ya are with a definite criminal, I take it ya've some familiarity with violence 'n all that crap?"
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[i]"Yeah, a fair bit. I tend to keep more towards a less... Aggressive route, with how I do things." [/i]
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"I just prefer t'shoot things in the face. Or t'blow 'em up. Or both." [i]A simple woman. She just shrugged, making a bit of an "oh well" gesture with her hands.[/i] "But y're a sneaky beaky, then?"
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[i]"Yeah. It's a lot less messy." [/i]
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"I see, I see... Stealth's not m'thing, even 'f I [i]can[/i] go full chameleon..."
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[i]"Full chameleon?" [/i]
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[i]Instead of explaining, Helena decided to demonstrate, instead, the skin that was visible - including her hair - taking the colours of her surroundings, causing her to blend in as she shifted her cell composition to be akin to that of a literal chameleon.[/i] "Like so."
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[i]"...That's -blam!-ing dope." Was all Nat could manage to say. [/i]
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"Thanks," [i]Hel responded with a grin on her face as she returned to normal, her golden eyes carrying a delighted twinkle.[/i]
