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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/22/2017 1:32:44 AM
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[i]As the two talked, a faint sound could be heard in the distance coming from farther in the forest. It slowly got louder, birds flying away as some of the trees shook from the sheer volume of the sound. A patch of tall bushes rustled before parting, giving way to a relatively tall robot. Almost oblivious of their presence, he walks almost right by the bench before spinning around to face them and miming pulling down invisible shades.[/i]
"What could two fine individuals such as yourselves be talking about here, I wonder?"
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Lunar floated around the robot. "Hello!" Sarah waved. Seraph disappeared, shy in nature.
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[i]Isole spun with the robot, keeping his eye on it as he lowered the volume on his music to speak. He seemed incredibly nonchalant, as if he knew nothing about anything that went on in the Dojo.[/i] "Where'd your little friend go? And why's this one spinning around me? I don't like it." [i]He made a playful swat at the robot before turning to Sarah, a small black blade sliding out of his wrist and into his left hand. He began to spin it, not in a threatening way, but more of a "I need to be doing something with my hands at all time or I'll ruсking lose it".[/i] "I'm Isole. Who might you be, young lady?"
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Edited by Splashback77: 12/22/2017 1:56:23 AMSarah took a step back. "Oh, Seraph. She's scared of new people. Lunar apparently claims he does better scanned spinning around someone. Also, don't wave that knife. Also, I'm Sarah."
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"I ain't waving it, I'm spinning it. Big difference between the two. If I was waving it, it'd look like this." [i]Isole proceeds to grab the blade by the edge, then waves it around whilst doing jazz hands. He tosses into the air, then angles his wrist as to slide it into his arm.[/i] "Why so you care so much though? Think I'll drop it?"
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She stepped back. "I don't like the fact you're using a knife."
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[i]Isole laughs, siding the knife back into his arm. [/i] "What, would you prefer I liquify you from the inside out with sound? I don't mean any harm, but I feel as if letting me spin a knife is better than me blaring music that is hundreds more times dangerous than a silly sharpened piece of metal."
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"I would prefer none of the options."
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"Then we're fine. I just wanted to keep my hands busy, but if it bothers you I guess I could stop." [i]He sits down on the bench, sliding into a relaxed position.[/i] "Now... why yah so uptight? I'm new as hell in this place, so some context would be nice."
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"I... don't want to talk about it."
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"If you don't want to talk about it, then don't act al sulky. You'll get people all caught up in trying to help, but they'll only make it worse." [i]He mimes taking out a cigarette from an invisible pocket, this time creating a holographic image of one out of seemingly nothing. He sits there, smoking the holographic cigarette in a joking manner.[/i]
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"Well, there's reason to my madness. Which I will not speak of."
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[i]Isole leans his head back, letting out a long exhale of holographic smoke as he sighs.[/i] "Listen. The more yah tell me that, the more I want to know. And trust me when I say this-" [i]He turns his head towards the lady.[/i] "I'm one stubborn motherfuсker. You're gonna have to do a lot more than tell me you don't want to tell me to dissuade my curiosity."
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"I'm not telling you."
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[i]Isole leans in towards Sarah, throwing the holographic cigarette away.[/i] "Listen. I'm trustable. I'm literally just a neutral party that has no idea what's going on. I'm literally the best person to vent to, and seeing the state you're in-" [i]He leans back away from Sarah.[/i] "You need to vent or you're gonna blow."
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"I have told people. Not many. For reasons I will not speak about."
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[i]Isole shakes his head.[/i] "Well, it's obviously not helped since you're out here looking all nervous like. Just let me help. I want to be a nice robot, help some people like I was built to, yah know? You're certainly not making it easy for me."
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"I'm trying to tell as few people as possible, and I don't know you that well so I'm not telling."
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[i]Isole sighed once more, putting his head in his hands. Groaning, he looked up once more.[/i] "How about we get to know each other better then? We'll take turns asking each other questions until you feel comfortable talking to me."
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Edited by Splashback77: 12/24/2017 4:35:14 AM"You're trying to forve me to admit it, and I don't like that."
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[i]At this point Isole slams his head on the bench, slightly denting his forehead.[/i] "No. I just want to help. I don't even need you to tell me now, I just want to make a friend in this godforsaken place where everyone seems to want to stick a sword up my ass, and if it means being a therapy-bot then I'll do what has to be done. I just want a friend."
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"Fiine. Favorite ability," she asked.
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Edited by Pofeh: 12/24/2017 4:38:58 AM[i]Isole shrugs.[/i] "I don't really have any ability outside of the fact the my whole body is made of advanced speakers. I don't even know how loud these things can go, but I figure it's pretty loud considering that the files detailing these things construction and limits are above my security protocol." [i]He sighs.[/i] "Imagine that, being locked out of knowledge of your own body. How about you?"
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"I miss all my abilities. But my personal favorite, because right now it's all I have-- telekinesis."
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[i]Isole chuckles.[/i] "What an interesting ability to have. I wish I had something like that. Than I could bend myself back into place after I do stupid things like this." [i]He gestures towards his forehead.[/i] "Now, how about animals. What ones do you like most?"
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"Pumas. They're badass."
