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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/19/2017 5:03:09 AM
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"Hello, Oliver," her voice wasn't exactly filled with hate. It was rather annoyed and monotone.
She looked absolutely miserable.
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[i]He took note of that. How could he not? It was his fault, and his alone.[/i] "I'm heading out, for.. I don't know how long, but I'll be back. Can I come in, for a bit? I brought you something, forged it a few weeks back after we first met."
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"Yes, you may," she invited him in. She picked up her notebook, cataloging him down under people who visited. She invited him to sit on the couch.
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[i]Oliver would sit down, his armor clattering a little as it rustled before going still. He placed the large package down, as it's contents made a clattering noise as well.[/i] "We'll be heading to Rivelria. Desert country. If we're lucky.. they'll send me and others back to the Dojo. There.." [i]Oliver sighed. It was a stupid choice, and this was his punishment. If Isabella knew.. he'd be dead, or at least beaten into a pulp.[/i]
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Sarah sighed, "I hope you're back soon." She opened the package, kissing his cheek.
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[i]Oliver blushed a little, nodding.[/i] [i]The package appeared to contain.. a longsword, a rather neat blade at that, at a length of approximately twenty-eight inches long. It could be used in one-hand, and yet two hands as well, while runes ran throughout the blade's edges, glinting with a ruby light.[/i] "The weapon can exert rays of energy, whenever the runes are channeled through stronger swings. The rays are.. powerful, some sort of mixture between fire and a magical energy, which practically burns through it's targets. You can thank my sister for the runes. It's the first sword that I've made that's.. okay, I guess. Never thought that I would be a decent smith."
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Edited by Splashback77: 12/25/2017 11:10:17 PMShe smiled, "Aww. Thanks. I would like to use it, soon, but I don't have the strength to lift it-- oh dear..." She grabbed her vomit bucket and put use to it. She heaved for a few seconds after. Then she grabbed a nearby water bottle and took a swig, "Ugh. I have to deal with this for the next 11 weeks."
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Edited by Weeaboo Of War: 12/19/2017 7:24:32 AM"You'll get there. I'd say that we'd get there, but.. No. I'm coming back for you. I know you'll manage." [i]Oliver would admit, offering a napkin to clean off her mouth, as well as offering to set the sword aside. He was worried sick for her.[/i]
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She cleaned off her mouth. Then she said, "I'll move the sword." Suddenly, a hook for the sword appeared on one of the empty walls. The sword floated over and placed itself there.
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"Thanks," [i]Oliver sighed, looking back at Sarah.[/i] "...I can get Athena to stop by. She's been a nurse for women whom were pregnant before, and she's taken care of them well enough."
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"Preferably not Athena. She'll scold me for the rest of the 9 months..."
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"True enough.. there's Cel? She's a Guardian, too. Or Bella, my older sister, but she's dedicated to winning this war.. ...At this rate, I should try to remain here with you. It would be breaking protocol, but..." [i]Oliver sighed.[/i] "I'll come home for you. I promise."
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"Please, Oliver, don't break this promise," she begged.
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[i]Oliver would envelop Sarah in a tight hug, sighing.[/i] "I won't. Though I can't promise to not return with a few scratches."
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"I understand that. Just don't come back in a casket or urn."
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Edited by Weeaboo Of War: 12/19/2017 6:56:55 PM"...I will." [i]That was all that Oliver would say, as if there was nothing else to speak up. He was terrified, really: for Sarah, for a child, for his friends, for death and despair and never seeing her again.[/i] [i]But he'd get through it.[/i] [i]Oliver lightly kisses Sarah's forehead, sighing as met her eyes once more.[/i] "I'll have to go soon."
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"I wish you luck..." She told him.
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"Thank you." [i]Oliver nodded his head, as he then rose up, letting go and turning away from Sarah as he would approach the exit of the room. The knight would look back, one last time at Sarah, nodding before he left.[/i] [spoiler]Fin. Unless you want Bella to stop by.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]End[/spoiler]
