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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/21/2018 4:55:35 AM
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[b][i]Alone[/i][/b]
[b]Dojoville, Tatakai[/b]
[i]She woke up to find herself lying in the gutter on the side of an average street. Blinking her eyes, she took a deep breath and sighed, an expression of pain gripping her face. The cold was not helping. Forcing herself to her feet, she mentally cursed, the pain shooting through she entire body. Shakily, she observed her surroundings, and was quick to assume that she stood out. That was what years of training did... but those years of training didn’t prepare her for what she’d just survived. To any on the street, she was an almost disturbing sight. Her hair was a mess, looking as if she’d been through a nasty fight.
Her right eye was a milky white, the product of an orbital blowout fracture. Her clothes, a t-shirt and combat pants, were both shredded, cauterized slashes visible across her chest, stomach, arms, and legs. Bruises and burns dotted her form as well. Dried blood coated her clothes in various places, and she seemed to have dried blood across the side of her face as well. How she was even alive was a miracle, though if she stayed out in the cold for too much longer with no shoes and short sleeves, she was done for. She knew it, too, and weakly, she set about looking for any place to escape the cold, but most things appeared to be closed at that time of night. Alone for the first time in forever, the woman looked around, feeling small in a place she barely knew.[/i]
[spoiler]Open.
Working on a mini-plot here.[/spoiler]
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[i]She nodded, and after a moment of looking away from the man before her, she took her paper back and wrote once more.[/i] [b]I can’t hurt you... not after this kindness, not after your wife’s kindness. I have nothing and no one here.[/b] [i]She wrote nothing more, knowing that this was probably a little better than she expected. Nonetheless, she was still afraid, not wanting to be cast out so quickly and found to be alive by anyone who knew Inferno.[/i]
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"Then we understand. You look like you want to change, and your honesty helps, but I can't be too safe. Not here, in a world of killers and demons." He got up, pushing the last of his drink and pancakes down his throat and wiping his mouth with a sigh. "Maybe in a few weeks I'll check back, give me a progress report or something."
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[i]She nodded, understanding his point. She could not fault him for cautiousness. Nonetheless, this meant she had to get out and go find a way to get some money, some gear, and something to defend herself. If the men who betrayed her knew she was there, she knew they would be after her.[/i]
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"Until then, you can come here for a few meals, but not a place to sleep. I'll break the news to my wife after you go." He stuck out the abnormally large hand, the other placed in his pocket. "Deal?"
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[i]She nodded and offered her own hand. This was better than nothing, but now she was out a place to lay low. Now she was generally back to square one. So much for getting anywhere...[/i]
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[spoiler]End?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Yeah if that’s ok [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]No Problem. Does this mean I can't do the plot lmao[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Nah. I’m tailoring to a certain interaction for her and everyone can still partake in all of this.[/spoiler]
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<Are you alright? What happened to you?> *The voice came from behind her and two things were made immediately clear from its sound. The speaker was female and definitely not an organic being. The voice itself was undoubtedly female, but that was about all one could tell due to the fact it had the sound quality of a beaten up walkie-talkie.* *Behind her stood Alice-142, the Dojo’s only resident android (to Alice’s knowledge anyway.) She wore a dark grey trench coat which fit her form rather well and on her back was a sheathed sword with a rather long blade. At either hip was a black messenger bag with its strap slung over the opposite shoulder. She took a step toward the woman, her yellow, red and grey tail twitching with agitation.* *Of course, her attire, weaponry, bags and tail were not what immediately would have grabbed the woman’s attention. Nor were her hands and feet which were covered in the same yellow fur that found itself on her tail. No, what immediately caught the woman’s attention was the silvery metal head perched on Alice’s neck, adorned with a fin on either side that quickly flashed blue.*
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[i]The wounded woman attempted to speak, but quickly realized that she was lacking a tongue. Speaking was now an impossibility. A look of terror crossed her face, and she looked up to the strange entity, shaking her head no. She tried to stand up weakly, wobbling as she tried to steady herself.[/i]
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*She rushed forward to help keep the woman from falling.* <You lack a tongue... We will have to go without communication.> *She touched her hand to the woman’s face and quickly took off her trench coat. Underneath she had on a grey shirt and a pair of shorts. What with being a cyborg furry thing the woman got the feeling cold weather was the least of Alice’s problems.* <Take this, I’ll increase my body heat for you.> *She placed the trench coat on the woman and the android began to emanate an aura of warmth.* <Are you unable to walk?>
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[i]Shakily, she pulled the trench coat tighter around her body, offering a weak smile as her token of thanks. Gaining her footing, she limped a little, but seemed as if she could walk. Judging by the burns, lacerations, and bruises, it was not at all unlikely that her legs or feet had been injured at some point to hinder her walking. Nonetheless, she seemed as if she’d rather stand on her own.[/i]
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*Alice followed, ready to catch the woman if she had to.* <You shouldn’t be out here in this condition. I will escort you to my apartment where I will be able to treat your other injuries. This way, please.> *She gently took ahold of the woman’s wrist and began to lead her down the sidewalk. She didn’t move too fast to make sure that the woman was able keep up with her pace. The android certainly did not not wait for any sort of objection, but as far as she could tell it had no hostile intent either. She could see that on the back of its neck, imbedded in a stripe of yellow fur was a small metal circle which resembled a sort of cap or hatch.*
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[i]The wounded woman was in no condition to disagree or to defend herself. She simply hurt too badly. The android animal noticed that as it went to reach for her hand, the woman almost jumped, but accepted it none the less. She needed the assistance. She followed the machine, half-limping, half-walking, trying to keep a decent pace as they headed to the apartment.[/i]
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*They entered the building and she led the woman down a hall. She stopped at the third door on the left, unlocked it, and ushered the woman in.* *Her choice of decor was unusual to say the least.* *There were assorted items on shelves in the living room, mostly every day objects of little interest. There was a couch and a television, the former occupied by a tan colored cat with long black tufts sticking off of its ears. A neglected kitchen was separated by a small bar.* <Please, lay on the couch.>
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[i]The woman entered the home cautiously, nodding in thanks to the machine that had been so kind as to take her in. Without sound, she did as she was instructed, laying down on the couch, wincing as she did so. Ever so gently, she moved the cat, forcing it to jump down so she could lay down, though she assumed the cat would be back.[/i]
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*It made an annoyed sort of squawk and trotted off. Alice knelt down beside the woman and looked her up and down. Unknown to the woman, Alice was using sound waves to try and find any abnormalities.* <My name is Alice-142 if I haven’t already told you.>
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[i]It appeared that the woman, aside from her extensive external trauma, seemed to have some internal bleeding and bruising. One of her ribs was fractured. Her right ankle was out of place as well, and the orbital blowout fracture could be seen too. On the outside, she was just as much a mess. Her body was covered in cauterized lacerations, her tongue looked to have been roughly ripped out, the stump cauterized as well. She was bruised and burnt all over from her neck to her feet, and on her right shoulder, there was an image of a sparrow in flight burnt into her skin. Someone had done quite a job on her. She nodded, however, to the machine mentioning its name.[/i]
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Edited by Skatch142: 1/22/2018 5:30:33 PM<You have a broken rib, dislocated ankle, a severely damaged eye, internal bleeding in multiple areas and a multitude of burns. I am unable to heal your eye or replace your tongue, but I can treat the burns and internal injuries. Just a moment.> *She left and came back a few minutes later with three different first aid kits. She opened the first and took out what looked like an overly complicated flashlight. She shined it onto the areas where the woman was bleeding internally. Though she felt a slight sting, the flashlight repaired any burst blood vessels, veins and arteries.* <This is going to hurt. Here is something to bite.> *She stuck a wad of clean gauze into the woman’s mouth and set her ankle almost immediately after. This android certainly had a strange idea of proper beside manner. She pulled the gauze back out of the woman’s mouth when she was done.* <Next, I will treat the burns. I have an ointment which will heal them within twenty-four hours. Your clothes will need to be removed, however. Shall I apply the ointment or would you prefer to apply it in private? Nod if you want my assistance, shake your head if you wish to go without it.>
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[i]The woman winced at the flashlight doing whatever it had done, but nonetheless she knew fixing things was not exactly painless. She was surprised to find the gauze stuffed in her mouth, but her reaction made her glad she had it. Feeling her ankle pop back into place, she groaned, an odd sound, but one of the few she could still make. Breathing heavily after that, she calmed herself and gently moved her foot to make sure it was alright. Seeing that she wasn’t in pain, she shook her head no. She would apply the salve herself. Ironic, she supposed, that now she no longer offered up her body. [/i]
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*She nodded and fished a tube of red gel out of a first aid kit. The tube had been wrapped in a sandpapery tape, though the reason for this was unclear. She handed it to the woman and stood up.* <I will be in my room searching for a set of clothes to dress yourself with. When you are ready, knock on the coffee table and I will bring them to you.> *She turned and trotted off into her room, leaving the woman by herself. Well, by herself if one did not count the cat which had curled back up on the couch.*
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[i]After the android left, she quickly stripped and treated her wounds with the gel, a little confused by the sandpapery wrap. After making sure to treat all of her wounds, she put back on her shredded clothes, and then knocked on the coffee table, waiting. [/i]
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*Alice stepped back inside with clothes draped over both arms. On her left was a purple t-shirt, a grey tank top, and a rather conservative looking dress. On the right was a pair of jeans, a pair of shorts, and a dark blue hoodie. She also had a set of underwear in each hand.* <All of these should be able to fit you. Choose what you would like to wear.>
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[i]Her immediate choice were the jeans and the hoodie, and of course a pair of underwear. She nodded in thanks again, offering a weak smile.[/i]
