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Edited by Silas Mori:
9/8/2021 11:28:48 AM
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A man stands within a massive door. His body is covered with a cloak, but his face is horribly scarred, and his eyes shift between a rainbow of colors. “Ah! Welcome!”
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*Utah smiles and nods.*
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He tilts his head. “Hm…I’ve ever seen anything like you.”
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“Am I suppose to be flattered by that, honey?”
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He shrugs. “Sure. But! I have many things to show you, miss….?”
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“Bethyinine, though you can call me Utah if you do wish.”
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He nods, and calls over a drone, before whispering to it.
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*Utah watches, curiously.*
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After a moment, the drone flies off, and the man refocuses on Utah. “Right! Anyways, ready to see what this ship has to offer?”
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*Utah nods.*
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The man starts to walk inside.
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*Utah follows.*
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The two start to walk down a long, spotless hallway, that seems to stretch on for forever, leading to every step echoing. “So…what exactly are you, Utah?”
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“It’s kind of hard to explain, we’ll that’s if I wanted to properly explain it. But to put it simply, I’m a seductress, more or less.”
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“Mhm.” Another drone comes over, and he whispers something to it, and shudders. “Interesting.”
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“…hm?” He turns to Utah. “Ah. Nothing. My drones just told me something about other people. I’ll have copies sent out to them.”
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“What?”
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“…hm?” He turns to Utah. “Ah. Nothing. My drones just told me something about other people. I’ll have copies sent out to them.”
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*Utah nods.*
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“So…what’s your profession?”
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“I really don’t have a job seeing as I don’t need money.”
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“Hm…are you one of this planets hero’s?”
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“No, I only came here to do some hunting.”
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“..hunting? For what?”
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“Food, I have to keep myself alive somehow.”
