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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
6/24/2015 7:44:47 PM
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[b]Serena stands over a hole in the ground, she lightly leans against a shovel, stuck upright in the dirt next to the hole. A pile of freshly moved dirt is nearby. Seemingly she dug a hole, in the middle of the field, for no apparent reason.[/b]
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*flying over head spots her. Swoop down for a chat*
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[b]Gears and clanking can be heard around you...[/b]
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[b]She leans off her shovel, and looks over her shoulder casually.[/b]
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[b]An Ignus [url=http://www.igorstshirts.com/blog/conceptships/2013/joas_kleine/joas_kleine_03.jpg]Cutter[/url] dashes faster than the naked eye, aiming for your legs.[/b]
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[b]Serena doesn't seem at all concerned, albeit a grin crosses her expression. She does, however, prepare nonetheless. The air around her sparks briefly, her stance changes to poise, and idleness creeps forth as we eyes close.[/b] [spoiler][b]Assuming[/b] that is your [b]only[/b] individual, watch your step. If not, watch anyway.[/spoiler]
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[b]It swings at your legs, inches from your kneecap.[/b]
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Edited by Kinda Red: 6/25/2015 1:56:13 AM[b]...and then it falls through the ground, as if there was another hole, but covered. The sound of a mechanical crash against solid rock can be heard from above. But the grass was there normally, as if it were real... But it wasn't. Serena doesn't miss a beat, her stance remains, but she seems to laugh slightly. She gets ready for the inevitable second or third, maybe more, does to come out of the shadows, or sky.[/b]
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[b]It hooks its claws into the wall, climbing upwards. As soon as its above ground, it Blinks towards you, tackling you to the ground.[/b]
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[b]She rolls backwards, kicking in the arc and launching it the other direction with it's own momentum[/b]
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[spoiler]Sorry, I had work.[/spoiler] [b]The thing digs its claws into the ground, twisting at unnatural angles until it's upright again. It jitters and twitches, giving off a purple hue. It begins circling Serenity.[/b]
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[b]She assumes the same stance, her eyes glowing a purple hue as she tracks her opponent.[/b]
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[b]The jitters become more spastic, and it lets out a sound akin to nails on a chalkboard. The clicking sounds multiply, surrounding the field.[/b]
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[b]She waits[/b]
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[b]Dante treads over to the holes; a long object, wrapped in cloth is holstered on his back.[/b] I was wondering who could've took the life of my sister-in-arms, but you don't have the look of a murderer. At least, not with that... [b]He points to his eyes, gesturing to you.[/b] ...façade masking who you are.
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[b]She keeps the machine to her field of view, turning to face the newcomer[/b] Are you with sparky over here? Sure don't look like it...
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[b]He removes the object from his back, keeping it wrapped.[/b] No, heh, I'm not the sort who works with others. Rather, I called for someone to fetch you, and he happily obliged. Though it would seem he ditched the good cop bad cop play and went straight for the kill.
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[b]She doesn't change her position, posture, or even voice, but you can tell she's thinking of something...[/b] Fetch me, dead I'm assuming from the "straight for the kill" part. Have we had the chance for proportion introduction or are you going to be like sparky?
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Alive, actually. But I will not treat you with the same hostility should you comply. [b]He formally bows to you.[/b] My name is Dante Savona. I hail from the far east, but serve a most loyal princess from a neighboring region. [b]He stands back up, smirking a curious grin.[/b] But alas, I would think those eyes would remember me. Perhaps you're just unaccustomed to them.
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[b]She nods, not taking the risk of losing track of you or "sparky" by bowing[/b] You already know who I am, since you came for me. What do you mean by "comply"? [b]She grins back after a moment, you can't tell if it's sincere or not[/b] You seem fixated on my eyes...
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I need to ask you a few questions with my associates regarding a friend long past. As for your eyes, I am mesmerized by them. [b]He pauses, his eyes begin to glow with a vibrant lime green.[/b] Mostly because I know they don't belong to you.
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Hmm, suppose it couldn't hurt to bring your glowy eyed people out here.
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You misunderstand, you need to come with us to the old Kingdom by the bay. I believe you know of it as well. So, will you come quietly? Or must I make you swallow your pride?
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If you honestly believe you could, doesn't mean you will.... [b]She hesitates, then speaks softly[/b] Old kingdom by the bay.... Perth....?
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So you do know. [b]He holds the object close to his body, unwrapping part of it to reveal a needle-like estoc.[/b] Catheris, or Erisine, whatever you choose to call yourself, why have you not spoken to this poor lady yet? She must be dumbfounded by current events... [b]He holds the estoc up in the light, admiring it as the sun shimmers off the flawlessly forged weapon.[/b]
