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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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I take it that I found you in the aftermath of that?
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"Yeah, turns out the bitch could rip apart space and time." [i]Lance straightens up at that.[/i] "What was her name?" Red: "I've always called her Jinx." [i] Lance nods and sips his drink.[/i]
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Is that why you hate people so much?
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"No, not why dumbass." [i] Ronin chuckles.[/i] "I'm surprised you don't know more about your girlfriend." [i]Red gives him a death stare.[/i]
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[b]Nobody turns bright red and downs the rest of his drink[/b]
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[i] He smiles and lays a hand on the hilts of his swords.[/i] Red: "So, gonna tell me about the worlds three most powerful swords? Because I know next to nothing about them." Ronin: "and we're gonna keep it like that. Rain is a nice Ninjato. Too short for me though."
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Edited by Forum Therapist: 1/8/2016 11:03:17 PMAnd there's me and my shottie. And pills. I don't feel left out or anything. [b]He chuckles and aimlessly swirls his glass in a circle in his cupped hand in the table[/b]
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[i] Ronin's eyes get a bit of a hard edge to them, and he turns his attention to Nobody.[/i] "How much do you know about Red?"
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Other than the fact that she hates me, little.
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"Let's start with her sword. All red, she calls it Rain, and she calls herself Red. You know what the equals together right? Red Rain. Now, what could Red Rain possibly be, hmm?" [i] Ronin gazes at Red, and she glares back.[/i] "You don't know a fücking thing about me."
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[b]He focuses on Ronin[/b] She's a mercenary?
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"You didn't answer my question."
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What would Red Rain be besides a killer?
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"Red Rain is blood."
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I understood that, but it's implying death isn't it?
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"Essentially. And she's an assassin. One of the most efficient assassins in the U.S. A silencer, as her mentor calls her. Excuse me, called." [i] Red grits her teeth and clutches her glass with a death grip.[/i]
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[b]He sighs[/b] So much for staying away from death.
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"But that's not what makes her so deadly." [i] Red crushes the glass in her hand, glaring at Ronin.[/i] "Shut up." [i]Ronin laughs and it's like something inside Red snaps. In a flash she leaps across the table, her sword seeming to appear in her hand, lunging at Ronin. In a blur, much, much faster than Red, Ronin holds the olive green katana in his hand with the dragon head hilt. It seems to be normal. He horizontally crosses the blade across his body and catches her stab, the point of the blade on the flat of his. An impressive maneuver.[/i]
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[b]Nobody jumps back slightly, startled[/b] You two are gonna get us kicked out. How 'bout we all just calm down, and talk like civilized beings?
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[i]Neither one moves, until Ronin glances her blade off his and grabs Red by the throat, slamming her down forcefully on to the table, pinning her there.[/i] "I'm someone you want on your side hon." Red: "Fùck you."
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[b]He sighs[/b] If you keep this up you're gonna tear your neck back open.
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[i]Ronin looks her in her eyes, icy blue to stormy grey, like a frozen ocean to a storm cloud. He takes his hand off her throat and sits back down; resheathing his sword. Strange, one of the worlds greatest swords, yet it was a simple katana. To the eyes anyways. Red gets back up and sits back down.[/i]
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Thank you. Why are you always so quick to fight? That's a great way to get killed.
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"Fück you." [i] She says, waving to a bartender and another drink is brought to her, this one a brown-ish color. [/i]
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I'll take a Scotch please That's not any improvement. You think I want to see you dead?
