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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/29/2017 6:20:08 AM
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"She is canine..."
Lyn and Cain would eventually reach Artemis' height after a minute or two of climbing.
"Took you two long enough, thought you both died."
Artemis joked, giggling at her own joke.
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“Hold on.” Cain started, confusion clearly coursing through his words. “Why did we come here? I...we’re not on Tatakai, I mean, so what was the point exactly?”
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Artemis shrugged. "Lyn told me she wanted to hunt something for fun and to let off some steam." Lyn nodded, turning to Cain. "Cain, not everything we do has to be saving people or anything like that. Sometimes you have to take time to enjoy life."
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“I...see. So this was a warm up then?”
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Both of the girls groaned before Lyn answered Cain. "No, Cain. This wasn't a warm up to go do something else. If anything it was a cooldown."
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Cain rubbed the back of his head awkwardly, remaining silent after the explanation.
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Arty walked over and patted his back. "You still confused about something?"
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“Yes, But I doubt I’ll be able to figure it out even if you were to try and explain it.” The white haired man answered. “It’s fine. As long as we get back okay.”
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"Figured." Artemis once again began to head back the way they came. "At least you know we should leave."
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Cain was silent after this, letting the two girls take the lead as he started to scrape the dried blood from his hands.
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"Is the killing done? How sad..." The shotgun spoke up again, the voice sounding more pleasant and feminine than before. "I was enjoying myself."
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“You made that very clear.” Cain said. “How is it that you can talk anyways? And why didn’t you talk until now? I have had you in my possession for the last three months...”
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"Has it been three months? I didin't know. Maybe if you used me I'd talk more...unless maybe I'm in need of repair. Sorry, owner. I appear to not be in prime condition. I have several systems failing actually." The AI replied.
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“How So?” The man inquired.
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"I'm not sure. Maybe it is due to age? All I know is that a few types of ammunition are offline as well as my motion scanner, holographics, mapping, and several other features. You should get me to a weaponsmith as soon as possible."
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“I’ll make sure to stop by Tiekal when we get back to the dojo, then.” Cain told Vicky.
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Edited by Stitch: 11/30/2017 6:29:23 PM"The name is Vicky, by the way. I'm here to serve you the best I can until you either pass me along to someone else or someone kills you and takes me....Let's hope the second one doesn't happen."
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Edited by Inflatablepants: 11/30/2017 9:09:54 PM“Agreed.” Cain said to her.
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"I'd prefer not to change owners until I at least get fixed." Lyn stared at the gun with a worried look as they walked. "You sure that gun isn't going to kill you in your sleep, Cain?"
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“I’ll be pointing the barrel away from my body I think.” Cain told Lyn as he looked around.
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The sky was beginning to darken and considering they were at the bottom of such large and thick trees, there wasn't a lot of light. It began getting rather hard to see where they were going. "F*ck..." Artemis mumbled. "I wanted to get away before it got dark."
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“Why is that?” Cain asked her. “Besides the fact that it would be dark.”
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"Actually terrifying beasts come out that wouldn't so easily die as those hounds." Artemis began to pick up the pace as a howl was heard. "We've got to go..."
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“Well alright then.” Cain would begin to jog, trying to pick up the pace.
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Lyn followed their example, breaking into a jog. As they headed back, it got darker and darker, until it was near impossible to see what was in front of you. Artemis would suddenly stop, her ears perking up as if she heard something. "We need to get back in the trees...now."
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“Well no point in wasting time then.” Cain would say softly as he Sprinted for the nearest trunk, repeating what he had done earlier in the day to spring himself up onto the highest branch he could reach.
