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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/16/2017 2:32:54 AM
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[spoiler]Gonna assume that JT hooked her up with the regular prosthetics, lol.[/spoiler]
[i]When Celkym returned, she would open the door on her own, now standing. She was without her Vex armoring, a skintight black suit kept around her body. Her Vex eye was replaced by another synthetic one, one that worked this time. She smiled at John, blushing a little and shrugging.[/i]
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The Warlock slowly lifted his head off the table from hearing the door open and looked up at her through his damaged helmet. "Oh...hey. Looks like you were taken care of. Might want to put on more than a skin tight suit though. You might give off the wrong idea to people."
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[i]Celkym looked down, blushing a little bit before sighing and sitting down with John. She would begin to use sign language, hoping that John would get it.[/i] [b]Do you understand this?[/b]
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"Yeah, kinda. Luckily, my Ghost can translate." John yawned through his helmet as he stretched his arms out. "Good to see you can walk and use both arms now even if your voice is still gone. It's too bad I never got to hear your voice because now I'm just going to be guessing in my head constantly."
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[i]Almost playfully, Celkym shrugged before she would then raise up her hand, only to knock onto John's damaged helmet.[/i] [b]I want to see your face. Just for a short time, if you're uncomfortable for some reason.[/b]
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"Uh...sure." John removed the helmet casually. His hair was long, black, and extremely messy, his eyes green, and his face was partially covered in dried blood. He managed a small grin as he stared back at her. "I know, handsome beyond belief. The blood and lack of a shower is probably what brings it all together."
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[b]Handsome is an understatement. I would need a comb, though, to truly bring you out.[/b] [i]Celkym smiled at John, her fingers traversing through his hair, brushing through it with a single stroke.[/i] [b]Destroyer of the Traveler, and.. the Garden. I never thought that I'd be.. perhaps, friends, is the right term to use.[/b]
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He smiled a bit wider when she combed through his hair. "Well, both are sort of the most evil and manipulative things in existance so...just doing my job."
