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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/13/2016 8:57:37 PM
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"Hot diggity damn, ya got fücked up, didn't ya, lass?"
[i]Jason silently said to himself while the doctors started patching the girl up, pulling out any bullets there may be while ago cleaning and stitching the wounds, before wrapping them with a bandage. All after they had put her under, of course.
Then they started working on her forearm, cutting it open carefully, and readjusting the broken bones or however that procedure goes, before stitching and cleaning the wound, and putting the arm in a cast. [/i]
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[b]After the procedure, the girl lies down on a bed. After a few seconds, she turns to Jason, and speaks.[/b] "Why did you do that?"
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[i]Jason thought about his answer for a few moments, before finally replying with a soft voice, [/i] "You ain't done nothin' wrong, so why wouldn't I? Y'seem like a good person, and you're just a kiddo."
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Edited by Crestfalling: 9/13/2016 11:00:28 PM[b]The girl looks down, before answering.[/b] "There are people out there...people who might do if for the wrong cause...or just might not do it at all."
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"Well, luckily for you, I consider meself to be a decent human bein'. Plus, being the baddie just ain't any fun, now is it? I'd much rather be praised as a hero."
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Edited by Crestfalling: 9/14/2016 12:26:35 AM"Everyone's the hero of their own story. It's human nature." [b]There was a hint of bitterness in her voice.[/b]
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"The fact that I'm a hero in my story, don't mean that I'm the hero in the stories of others.. So, tell li'l ol' Jason.. Am I the hero in yer story? Or a baddie?"
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Edited by Crestfalling: 9/14/2016 1:44:48 AM"Call me naïve for thinking this way, but you did just save my life." [spoiler]Why am I reading Jason's quotes in a stereotypical Irish voice?[/spoiler]
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"Eh, fair enough, lass. Now, you just stay 'ere and relax, ya got that? You need to rest. Otherwise ya wounds ain't gonna heal." [spoiler] That's how he's meant to sound, lmao. With a dash of Texan. [/spoiler]
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[b]The girl shrugs.[/b] "I don't think I have much of a choice here."
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"So.. Care to share what the fück happened to ya? 'Cause somethin' must've happened.. I mean, bulletholes, fractured forearm.."
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"I'm being hunted down. By very bad, very powerful people."
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"You musta screwed up real bad, then.. Or problems with yer ol' paps, eh? Either way; you're safe and damned sound in this 'ere place."
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"I wouldn't say safe and sound, but certainly in a better position for the time being."
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"This 'ere Dojo place holds some o' the finest warriors, mind ye, lass. Plus, this place got some mighty fine protection."
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"Yet all it takes is a simple fight for someone to enter."
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[i]Jason opened his blue eyes wide, before furrowing his eyebrows and pursing his lightly coloured lips with a small nod.[/i] "That's true.."
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[b]The girl's fingertips begin to glow slightly, and soon a small flame begins dancing between her fingers.[/b]
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"Ya got some magic-y stuff, eh?" [i]Jason asked, blue eyes looking at the girl's fingertips.[/i] "What does it do?"
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[b]The fire suddenly vanishes.[/b] "This? Well...exactly what it looks like."
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"Ya can burn shït, eh? Handy and dandy, that's for sure, if I say so meself. You're a pyromancer, then?"
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"If that's what you call it. And it's not quite as handy as you think."
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Edited by UNUSED ACCOUNT: 9/16/2016 6:25:51 AM"Oh? Mind explainin' that, lass? 'Cause.. Flames are pretty damn handy, I'd think."
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"These...abilities...are what [i]they[/i] are after me for. They'll take anyone with abilities like mine, and use them for their own twisted purposes."
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"Ah, I see now, lass.. That sucks, eh? Ah, well, y'have my promise: I'll protect ya. Just like everyone else in this 'ere Dojo, yes? Safe and sound.."
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[b]The girl looks down, barely able to hold back a smile.[/b]
