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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
6/26/2015 12:44:59 AM
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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]
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[b]She watches you closely now, waiting for your next move or next comment. Interested, and not planning on interrupting you.[/b]
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This was a personal favorite of your mentor. A weapon as elegant and lethal as her. [b]He wraps it underneath the cloth along with the other object, the holsters it on his back.[/b] I'm not quite sure why she chose you to succeed her, but I'm almost certain she would not have given you her powers willingly. Will you come with me or must we do this here?
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As long as it's talk you want I'm fine with it. So far I'm obviously not going to be very trusting of you~ [b]She shrugs, then looks to wherever the ignus thing disappeared to, then back to you[/b]
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And you have good reason to be. I'm not the most sensitive man of others, it would be unnatural for me to care about my targets... But you are an anomaly. What did you to June? How did you get those powers of yours?
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Edited by Kinda Red: 6/26/2015 1:09:56 PM[b]She walks over to the shovel, still stuck up in the dirt. It's easy to tell the shovel wasn't used to dig the holes, just to help with the act. She sits down against it, facing slightly towards you.[/b] She died. Murder.
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[b]He stands next to you, waiting for approval to sit.[/b] By whom?
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[b]She nods as if to give it[/b] I could only find out parts and pieces, I only was present at the moment she died. She fell from a building I think, onto a wrought iron fence which was anything but dull tipped. A man came down afterwards, took her body back to the city, burned it. I never got his name, from [i]him[/i], but I know he did it now, that man. Later I was told his name was Felix, ring a bell? It does to me.
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[b]He goes to sit, stops himself when he hears the name.[/b] I'll be damned... Where is Felix now?
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So I'll take that as a yes?
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He... Was one of us for a long time... But I digress. My lady is coming, and she wants him to pay for his actions. We haven't informed her of June's demise, because we intend to return her to glory. Would you like to see you mentor again?
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...explain... You're being a little too vague for me...
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I would, but trust is a two-way road. We can bring her back, but you must agree to our terms. [b]He holds out his hand.[/b] You must accept that your mentor is a piece in a larger game: Our lady is our master, and you too must submit to her will.
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Right, my terms are that you're straight with me, instead of like this. Considering I still have what you want I presume. If you want it, you'll have to make me willing to put it on the table.
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I'll be compliant, but understand that I do not need you alive to return her to life. Do not mistake my hospitality for weakness. You possess a gift that even the original owner could not master. I believe in what I see, not what I hear.
