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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/29/2017 3:54:45 AM
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[i]"Yeah. You?" Nat asked, though rather than going to the spot, she went to the fridge and grabbed herself another drink of water. [/i]
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"Perfectly fine." [i]She nodded to herself, fingers lightly tapping on her helmet, which was placed in her lap. Helena didn't hear any sirens, which got a slight sigh out of her.[/i]
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[i]"So, what happened in that bar anyways?" [/i]
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"Hmm, hmm, lemme see... Basic'ly, m'boss pissed some аssholes off, then sent me t'go arrange a peace meetin' or whatever... 'n I blew 'em up 'cause m'boss said 'fuсk the peace'."
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[i]"So who do you work for?" [/i]
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"M'mom!" [i]She exclaimed with an almost excited tone, her grin widening into a wide smile.[/i] "She's a Dreadlord in the Crimson Void -- gloomy names, aye, but ehhhh; blame the nerd that founded 'em."
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[i]"The hell is a Dreadlord? And the Crimson Void?" [/i]
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"Oh, right, right, new star system, all that... forget we're not fuсkin' [i]in[/i]famous 'ere. The Crimson Void're glorified space pirates, 'n a Dreadlord's a high-ranking space pirate."
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[i]"Sounds fun. You gonna plunder my booty?" Nat jokingly asked, taking a long sip of her water. [/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?"
