originally posted in:The New Dojo
She places the katana up to JT's neck in an instant.
"What did you say to me, cowboy?" She asks. "This 'weeb', as you hadcalled me, will not be tolerated. Is that clear?" She asks. Someone would have to break from that type of attitude...
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[i]"Well, you'll be safe with me," JT said as he leaned back, falling onto the bed and bringing her with him. [/i]
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She followed suit, smiling.
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[i]"Y'know... Why don't you come and stay in this room for a bit?" [/i]
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"Of course, my master." She responds, staying in the room. Her helmet was still on, but she seemed to be smiling under such.
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[i]"So, you said drugs were the only thing off-limits right?"[/i]
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"Correct, my master." She responds.
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[i]"Well, would a night of pleasure count as not off limits?" [/i]
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Edited by A Stormy Dio: 3/12/2017 10:19:18 PM"Of course , my master." She responds.
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[i]"Cool."[/i] [spoiler]PM or TimeSkip? [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I was supposed to say yes. Stupid autocorrect. Up to you, really.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Oh lol. PM then? [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Up to you, I guess. Ain't sure.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Eh, timeskip it this time. [/spoiler] [i]JT awoke in the bed beside Shila. "Damn, that was... Good, actually."[/i]
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"Yeah...certainly was a good time." She responds.
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[i]"Alright, I don't mean to be a buzzkill, though I have a ship to fly." JT crawled out of bed and dressed himself. [/i]
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"Right! Right." She replied, getting herself dressed back into her suit.
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[i]"So Shila, what're you good at?" [/i]
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She simply stares at her katana. "Stealth...swords. Those types of things."
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[i]"Alright. What're the specs on that armour?" [/i]
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"It's slim enough for me to move quickly, it has a light barrier; protects me from bullets. It's water and bullet-resisitamt. Beyond that...nothing special." She explained.
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[i]"What caliber can it take?"[/i]
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" A few rounds a .45 could take me out. That'd be ludicrous though; they'd be taken out before a shot's even fired. A good sniper could take me out with one shot... even then, he'd have to somehow know where I'm going." She'd respond.
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[i]"Sacrifice defence for speed eh?"[/i]
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"Yeah." She responds, "Speed is much more efficient than defence, my master."
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[i]"Depends on how well you apply it." [/i]