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1/7/2016 2:14:32 AM
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[i]A lone figure stumbles through a portal in the hangar of the ISS Avalon, covered in sword cuts and slashes. She wears leather pants and a leather top, knives strewn about on the armor, if it can be called that. She clutches a blood covered ninjato in her right hand, the hilt and sheath on her back red. She collapses onto the steel, clutching a wound in her collarbone, her bright red hair falling over her face and covering her grey eyes, one of which there is a scar over. [/i]
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And what might that be? [b]He holds out the bottle and the pills[/b]
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"None of your business." [i] She takes the water and pills and swallows them.[/i]
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Edited by Forum Therapist: 1/7/2016 9:49:17 PMWell, it's on the ship if you decided to teleport here. And even with your charming personality, you're not going to be getting directions from anyone. So I guess I'm still needed then. [b]He cocks his head to one side and gives a lop sided grin while chuckling[/b]
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"It's not here, I didn't teleport here, and you can fùck off."
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Then how'd you get here? And what, I'm not allowed to want a bit of adventure?
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"I didn't teleport here by choice. And you can go find your adventure with Dora the fùcking explorer for all I care."
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That certainly sounds like quite the story, but likely not one I'll get. [b]He sighs exasperatedly[/b] Nah, I'd rather do it with you. You seem like the kind of person that would help me keep my sanity.
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"You aren't following me around like a lost puppy."
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But mawwwwwwwwm! [b]He chuckles[/b]
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[i] She rolls her eyes. [/i]
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Well, lead on m'lady.
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"You aren't following me." [i] She stands up.[/i] "Now I've gotta find someone who can open a tear in time and space. Great."
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'Fraid that's not something I know how to do. I feel like Jakob would probably know somebody who could do it.
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Edited by Will: 1/8/2016 1:46:48 AM[i]She walks out, and At that moment they see a figure in slim black armor walk by, wearing a ronin mask with three katanas at his side, and a yin-yang symbol over crossed swords on his chest. One katana is a brilliant white and gold, the second is an all black, and the third is a seemingly normal olive green with a dragon head hilt. He walks with an air of power and confidence, yet grace. Like every movement maximizes efficiency. If Death could be elegant, this man is the living incarnate. Red sees him and stops dead in her tracks, Nobody bumping into the back of her.[/i]
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Hey, what's the matter with you.... [b]His voice trails off as he notices the stranger, and he pulls you back into the room[/b] Mind explaining now?
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Edited by Will: 1/8/2016 3:06:30 AM[i]The look in her eyes is admiration,shock, fear, envy, and a plethora of other emotions.[/i] "He's..the Ronin." [i]She half whispers, and the arrogant and bitch attitude is gone for the moment.[/i]
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Red, this is [i]not[/i] the time to lose it. Who is he to you?
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[i]She shakes her head, trying to clear it.[/i] "He's..nothing to me. And everything. He's everything I could ever hope to be."
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OK, I get the feeling that the fact you are both here isn't coincidence. Why is he following you?
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[i] She shakes her head.[/i] "You idiot, you don't get it. I'm nothing to him. He's aboard this ship for some reason, and I happened to get teleported here. He's the worlds best swordsman. I've studied his kills and his track record for years but have never been able to catch up to him."
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I still don't think it's a coincidence. You're explaining this to me after I get you out of here. He's an assassin?
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"No." [i] She shoves past him to the door and attempts to catch up to Ronin.[/i]
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Edited by Forum Therapist: 1/8/2016 3:43:08 AMYou... [b]He mutters a string of words you can only assume aren't kind, and rushes to catch up to you[/b] You said it yourself, he's better than you, and you're in no condition to fight, even with backup. And neither of you seem to be the chatty kind.
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"I'm not trying to fight him dumbass." [i] She catches up to him until she's a few feet away from him.[/i] "Ronin." [i] She says, like she can't believe it. He turns to face them; the mask slightly unnerving.[/i] "Yes?" [i] His tone is cold and metallic, like razors on ice, and Red visibly shudders.[/i]
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[b]Nobody puts one hand on the barrel of the shotgun on his back, ready to swing it out, and another in his bag of meds, and takes a few steps back[/b]
