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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/23/2018 3:02:06 PM
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She returned the greeting, taking a liking to them. They didn't try to force themselves into her business like the others of the dojo, so that was something.
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For the most part, the Valkyries stuck to themselves, their own mini-society, their own way of life. What she would fail to realize is they whet actually a mixed bunch, each of them from varying companies and squadrons, each different ages and specialties.
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She just kept hobbling along, waiting for something to happen of interest. Or just yo enjoy the walk.
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After a bit a few excited shouts where heard, the voices of the Valkyries heard then as a loud "[i]THACK"[/i] was heard, something hitting skin. Looking over, Alpha saw two of them in a sparring match, or something like it, as each had their arms out to their sides, hands locked together, pushing against each other. What made the sight odd was how they acted; it was almost like a football team, they did whatever at times. And right now, two of them where butting heads over something.
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She decided to stick around, curious. Her eye looked from one to the other, and tried to discern whether it would be good or bad to get involved
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One of them, a woman, faltered slightly, and the second took his chance, jutting forward and slamming his head into her's, a dull sound heard as they collided. From the blow, the woman fell to a knee, giving in to the man as he helped her up after. The others bid her congratulations for some reason, even though she lost. Even the man did, patting her back.
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She raised and eyebrow. That was odd, usually losers in the Dojo weren't treated kindly. The valkries were oddfolk indeed.
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They both left each other be after a bit, the group dissipating nowm
