originally posted in:The New Dojo
[b][u]A Gift From A Frienemy[/u][/b]
[i]James's Aparment, 00:30[/i]
James heard a noise from the door. He had been woken up by it. And was still in a white T-shirt and flannel sleep pants. His blond hair was all messed up. He was tall and buff, giving him a resemblance to Steve Rogers.
The unarmed Titan crept into the kitchen from where he was sleeping on the couch (He had guests over.) James picked up a cast-iron skillet, holding it in both hands. He then tip-toed to the door.
James opened the door, keeping one hand on the skillet's handle. As the door swung open, his other hand would move back to the skillet as he held it in a position ready to strike with it. To his surprise, nothing, or no one, was nearby.
He looked down to find a package. It was labled, [i]To: Blonde Sentinel Dude, From: Splishy-Poo[/i]
James stepped back inside and slammed the door. He sat down against the door, his teeth chattering as he began to think of what the package might be.
"Something from the writer?" He murmured to himself, "Oh no. It could be a bomb. Or a reverse dream-catcher that radiates nightmares. Or even worse: Something that summons all of Phoebe's siblings. Or the worst option of them all: Mason Grey."
He quickly recalled both times Mason had kicked his ass. James shivered. Mason really hated him.
But Splash wouldn't be that cruel.... right? But yet again, the Titan's track record with Splash being his writer wasn't the best.
First, his history before the Dojo. Next, her record of making him look desperate and reckless. Then, all the times she attempted to volunteer him for dangerous quests.
Finally, she had basically set a bounty on him. The bounty that ended in James' surprisingly temporary permanent death. The death that gave him the scar on his neck. But, most recently, his discovery of Phoebe, all the confusion and reminders that came with that.
He hated Splash more than he could anyone ever.
James sighed. He stood up, turned around, stepped back, then, he opened the door again, skillet ready to bash someone's head in.
[spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
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“Hello, I’m selling camel corn for the animal shelter, would you like to buy some?” A male khajiit say to the threatening looking titan. He is thin looking, wearing a green vest and a black coat. On his hips sit a sword and a book and in his back is a instrument. This khajiit is defiantly not raising money for anyone, but he is a really good at lying. In truth he detected a exotic item around here, one he wishes to steal
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James picked up his package, "Is there [i]really[/i] an animal shelter in Dojoville. Because if there was, it would be destroyed at this point. Its exsistance would be a myth, like 69 Boner Street."
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“Umm... yes there is a animal shelter. Also do you have company, I was wondering if they would like to donate to” he says, lying both times.
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"Ugh. If I wanted to help, move the shelter out of Dojoville. Don't expect money from me. Go knock on someone else's door."
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“Thanks a lot” the thief said sarcastically. He started to walk away but he was waiting to hear the door shut, so he can start phase two of his plan
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"I'm sorry, but do you want me to get the shotgun? I said, scram, buster!" James demanded.
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“I’ll leave if you insist, thanks for your charitable donations”. He says sarcastically . Before he leaves he flashes that titan a look at the sword sheathed in the khajiit hip, to remind the titan that he was only holding a frying pan and not a shotgun. Than the khajiit slowly starts walking away, waiting for the door to shut
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James dropped the frying pan, whistling to his Ghost, "Hey Delph!" Suddenly a shotgun appeated in his hands-- the Fourth Horseman. "Shoo!" He pulled a cartride from somewhere inside then loaded the shotgun.
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A sword appeared in the khajiit hand, and suddenly the blade of the sword erupted into purple laser. Both the sword and the khajiit hissed. “ I would leave, but you have something I want, that little thing that gave you the shotgun” he said. He held the sword in one hand, and was ready to dodge the first round of bullets
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Suddenly a gruff voice answered, with the cocking of another shotgun, "If you don't leave my friend alone, you'll have about 30 problems the size of peas in your head."
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“30 Problems easily dodged by my superior agility” the khajiit says back. “Now I want your technology” he says, suddenly his book on his hip starts glowing, and he To starts glowing as a magical shield forms around the khajiit body
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"You're not taking my Ghost. Maybe if you die, you'll get your own," James spoke. [spoiler]It's true. I had a Guardian killed recently in a no-revive area. If you can bribe me enough, I'll give it to you.[/spoiler]
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“How about we make a deal I have lots of items to trade for that little machine. Or I can take it by force” he says
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"Go.... the f**k... away," the second voice grumbled. "Yeah, leave me alone," James replied.
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“Sorry I’m not leaving without the little spiky machine, I’d be a bad thief if I do. Now you can negotiate with Leo or I’ll have to take it by force” the khajiit says
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"How abiut I give you its shell, and then you can pull magic shit on it," James offered.
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“ how about you give me the core and you keep the shell. Imagine the medical things that little machine could do. It could save millions instead of one person, and I’m naturally curious” he says. He puts up his sword in a strategic position. “Now, last chance. Give it to me or I come and get it”
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"You're not tataking my Ghost," James replied, "Period. End of story." He slammed the door. And the other Titan fired his shotgun at point-blank range.
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[spoiler]did he fire the shotgun while outside, or inside. I’m just going to logically guess outside and respond to that [/spoiler] The khajiit jumped out of the way of the shotgun shot. Some of the bullets hit him, but because of the magical shield around him they do no harm, but dismiss the shield. The others miss. The khajiit sword goes I to the air and attacks without a user, I attempt to disarm the titan. Also a bolt of electricity shot out of the khajiit hand at the titan