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12/25/2015 3:38:58 PM
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[i]She continues to look out of the camp, or at her feet , she eventually settles on cleaning her Wakazashi. [/i]
" I don't know, I need to make myself useful, I need to find a job . But my skill set is pretty unique,can't see me being much use at JT's new compound. I just don't know."
[spoiler]he is a regular cult leader our JT . Lol[/spoiler]
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"You're a killer. And you don't know how to do anything else."
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[i]She nods matter of factly. [/i] " Doesn't really bode well does it?"
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Edited by Will: 12/25/2015 3:52:19 PM"Trust me, I get that. For a while, all I was, was a killer. Hell, I still am. I've killed more people than I can count. But I've got a purpose."
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" which is?"
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"Protect the ones I love." [i] He says with a smile.[/i]
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"Your fortunate to have those, ....my brother...I keep seeing him...speaking to him even."
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[i] He raises his eyebrows.[/i] "But he's dead?"
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[i] Her shoulders sag and she nods[/i] " And yet I have seen and touched him and spoken to him as clearly as I speak to you now."
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"Your probably hoping he's alive, and your minds tricking you into thinking it."
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"Seeing out of the corner of my eye I could buy that but, I could touch him. Maybe you are right I just think I would know for certain if he was dead."
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[i] He shrugs.[/i] "I'm a swordsman, not a psychiatrist." [i] He grins.[/i]
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"You know what, I'm not crazy" [i] she's visibly upset, picking up her sword she leaves [/i]
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"Echo!" [i] He calls.[/i]
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[i] She ignores him[/i]
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[i] Suddenly his figure blurs in front of her and solidifies, as he is in front of her.[/i] "Where are you going." [i] He says it oddly more like a statement then a question.[/i]
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[i] She glares at him,[/i] " I know what I felt and now I am going to find someone who doesn't think I'm crazy!"
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"I didn't say I thought you were crazy. And what, you're gonna wander off into the jungle with nothing but that toothpick?" [i] He glances at the Wakizashi.[/i] "There's a lot of dangerous things out there, and I'm probably the most dangerous one here. So if you don't want to get eaten by God knows what out there, it'd be a good idea to stick with me." [i] He says, those icy blue eyes staring right through her.[/i]
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" FIrst you think I need a shrink now you say I can't look after myself." [i]Shes dithering, she's angry and she wants to find help but it goes against her nature to disobey anyone in seniority. She ebbs up so angry her armour closes around her and she draws her sword [/i]
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[i] In one fluid motion Ronin holds a white and gold katana, the blade humming with blue energy, and he holds it down to his side.[/i] "I know that you can take care of yourself. I can see it in your eyes. But trust me Echo, although you know virtually nothing about me, I'm someone you want on your side, more so than anyone out here." [i] He steps closer to her, maybe 6 inches of space between them as Ronin looks down at her from his height of 6'2".[/i]
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Edited by ChaiseShadows: 12/25/2015 8:05:00 PM[i] He hears the click of the hammer being drawn back on her revolver , tho he can't see it.,[/i] " I didn't ask to fall out with you , I wanted help ,not to be ridiculed or belittled. You ever wonder why your out here all alone Ronin, because I think I know." [i]she spits the words like daggers , as she vaults back firing 4 shots about knee height , she's aiming to get out of the clearing.[/i]
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[i]The bullets meaninglessly glance off his armor, his figure blurs and she finds herself on her back, his katana at her throat and his knee on her stomach, pressing down lightly.[/i] "Echo, if you'd let me help you, I will. Stop acting irrationally, and calm. down." [i] He says, calmly and soothingly.[/i]
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[i] She sighs[/i] " Fine,just get off me"
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[i]He stands up, holding his hand out to help her up.[/i]
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[i] She refuses his hand an won"t look at at him . she is still prickling with rage[/i]
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[i] He kneels next to her, putting his hand on the side of her face and turning her eyes to his.[/i] "Hey, I'm sorry ok?" [i] He says softly.[/i]
