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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/29/2017 1:24:23 AM
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[i]Helena took the bottle of water with a grateful nod, plopping down on the couch after, sighing in relief as she finally, at long last, got the chance to fuсkin' relax. She pushed a groan past her lips, her hands moving up to the sides of her helmet, giving it a few hard tugs before it came off, getting placed in her lap after. She gave her head a wild shake, hands correcting her hair a little after, so that she didn't look like a hobo.
The woman's face was revealed at long last, her thick, fiery red hair let loose to hang, reaching to her shoulder blades, where it was neatly cut. The locks were nice and well-kept, curly and wavy, if a tad messy and haphazard after being stuck in a helmet. Her face was surprisingly angular and pretty, with big golden eyes, barely plump pink lips, and a slightly upturned nose.[/i]
"Name's Helena, BTW. Also, if y'don't mind m'askin', but who opened the window? B'cause I don't see anyone."
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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]
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[i]"Do you do that with your biomass thing?" [/i]
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"Sure did! 'Tis a lov'ly power, I tell ya."
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[i]"What do you usually use it for?" [/i]
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"Not dyin'," [i]Came her awfully simplistic reply.[/i] "Since 't heals me."
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[i]"Oh. So you've never, I dunno, -blam!-ed with people using it?" [/i]
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"Oh, of course I've! It'd be a shame 'f I [i]didn't[/i] use m'shapeshiftin' t'juke some folks."
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[i]"Heh. Lucky you." [/i]
