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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/10/2017 2:50:20 AM
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Artemis laughed, shrugging.
"Where do I even begin? Uhh..."
From behind her, a lightsaber flew into Artemis' hand.
"I was trained as a jedi, got married, lost my memory, then lost said spouse, now I'm dating my best friend, I've been training almost nonstop, and Sasha had kids!"
Artemis stood there with a wide smile, having gone through the list quickly.
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Q stood dumbfounded for a moment before blinking once, his ears twitching. "Well, uh, thats a lot." he noted, unsure of what to make of it all. "Jedi werewolf. That's a first." he said with a chuckle, smiling again.
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She giggled and nodded. "My father-in-law taught me. He was a nice man....Anyway, I still can't turn into a wolf so I'm technically not a werewolf, Q."
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"Eh, still." he said with a shrug. He took a sip from his cup, which had somehow refilled since he was tackled. "How've you been feeling? The last time I saw you.." he said, trailing off. He didn't want to upset her, but he needed to know.
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"What do you mean?" She raised a brow. "I feel fine at the moment. I mean, a bit tired from hunting, but that's it."
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"Nevermind then, I must be thinking of someone else.." he said, rubbing his forehead as his gaze seemed to wander off, almost glossing over before his attention returned to her. "So, how have things been around here? I haven't been paying too much attention to things."
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"Oh, y'know...lots of invasions and death." She sighed. "Somehow I've gotten out of my depression despite all of the sh*t going on. I think it's the fact I had a lot of support."
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Q looked glum at the mention of invasions and death. He sighed as well, his ears flattening. "Well, I'm happy you were able to find peace." he said, a small smile crossing his face as he folds his arms, rubbing them.
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"Well, I'm as close to peace as a girl my age can." She chuckled. "My girlfriend is a bit...crazy. She thinks the whole world and everything in it isn't real or something."
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"Well, I suppose that depends on your view of reality. Even if it isn't real, why should it matter?" Q said with a shrug.
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"Yeah, I dunno. She takes a lot of drugs....I worry a lot." Arty rolled her eyes. "Probably too much."
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"Well, that's certainly something to worry about." he said before taking another long sip of his tea, holding up a finger to let her know he wasn't finished talking. Once done sipping, he finished "How does her body react to the drugs? I know there's a couple folks around here that barely feel the negative effects, but still." As he talked, he walked over to a relatively flat rock, sitting on it with his legs crossed.
