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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/3/2017 12:49:56 AM
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"Sorry..." Nathaniel said, sighing awkwardly and looking down, embarrassed.
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[i]When you're dying, you tend to forget people. I also didn't have much to give away. Just the Raze-Lighter. It went to Blake.[/i] Zavala had disappeared. Spectral James continued, [i]Meanwhile, There's a hot Hawiian Girl that stops by the waterfall near where I'm buried. She goes skinny dipping. I've tried to flirt with her but she would run away screaming. One of the disadvantages of being dead.[/i]
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"Hawaiian? Didn't realize many people made it off of Earth before..." Nate laughed joyously, looking at James. "I might have to go find her. And not for the skinny dipping."
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Edited by Splashback77: 10/3/2017 2:50:43 AM[i]Probably from Alternate Earth. But yeah, go find her. You have a better chance with her than I do. [/i]
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"Everybody does. You're dead." Nathaniel said, shrugging his shoulders with a laugh before walking off towards the waterfall.
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The sight was beautiful, until his eyes fell upon the Hawaiian the dead friend mentioned. Spectral James was right. She [i]was[/i] hot. She must have just gotten dressed after skinny dipping. Her long, curly hair was soaked. So was her shirt, that was grey with a single sunset gradient hibiscus on it. She wore pink volleyball shorts. She had strong calves, and was pretty tall: 6 foot 4. Maybe she wore a C-cup bra. Her tanned skin was without blemish or freckle. Nathaniel got one glance of those lilac eyes.
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Nathaniel was taken aback for a moment, diverting his eyes to her face, and nodding respectfully. "Hello, miss!" He called, giving a simple wave in her direction.
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Edited by Splashback77: 10/3/2017 3:11:15 AMShe sighed, "Well. Aloha. You're not the dead 'ōpili. Still armored. So what brings you here." Her voice was clear as a stream, and sounded friendly, with a medium pitch. [spoiler]Translation: Creep[/spoiler]
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"I'm here for a swim, obviously." Nathaniel said with a chuckle as he unclasped his helmet and dropped it to the ground, revealing his face. Well, of course he was handsome. A well defined jawline, with a bit of stubble growing out on his chin and cheeks. His eyes were a deep blue, as if staring into the ocean for too long, an Abyss. He gave her a grin, which was more than stellar as his armour collapsed to the ground around him, leaving him in a pair of tight boxers, showing off his... You know. His body was just as well defined as his face a strong build, as if he were a swimmer, and a solid 6-pack to accompany the looks. His muscles weren't exactly bulging, but they were noticeable as he stepped into the water with his bare feet. "Colder then I remember..." He commented, overlooking the water fall.
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"My. My. Haven't seen eyes that blue since I was back home," she commented. She leaned against a nearby rock, deciding on whether or not to join in. She was impressed by him.
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"Thank you." He said, wading into the water before diving in head first and resurfacing a few away. He slicked his hair back, revealing it to be decently long, the front ends of the hair going towards the back of his head. "I know you just stepped out and all, but would you care to join me? I'm Nathaniel. No last name, just Nathaniel will do. Or Nate."
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She sighed, "Why not?" She stripped back down to her undies and jumped back into the water. When she surfaced, she said this, "Well, they call you Nate. They call me Lohi. That's 'lockpick' in your tounge." She was good swimmer, herself.
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"Lockpick. Cool name, mysterious. Probably a code name though." Nate commented with a chuckle, spreading his arms out and attempting to float in the water.
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"Well, I'm paid to do mean things so Lockpick sounds pretty anonymous."
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"We're all paid to do mean things at one point, Lohi. Even the most honourable of us..." He sighed, as if he had prior experience with tbe subject.
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She swam in a circle around him, "So I guess something slipped..." She teased. She laughed. "I guess we can all say that. Not much of gambler, now are ya?"
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"Not a gambler... I prefer the term risk taker." He said, looking at her as she swam around him.
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"I'm just teasing," she said, playfully. "You seem brave enough for a risk-taker, koa moana," she teased. [spoiler]Translation: Ocean Warrior[/spoiler]
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"Yet, you were the one born from the [i]sho'cye[/i]." Nate commented, giving her another smile. [spoiler]Translation: Ocean [/spoiler]
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She smiled back. "Guess that's ironic. But just saying, you're too maikaʻi to be human." [spoiler]Tranlation: Cute[/spoiler]
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"You honour me, miss." Nate said with a warm laugh.
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She grinned, attempting to float on her back. "Are you sure you're not a riptide?" She asked, flirtingly.
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"Are you sure you're not a goddess? I've heard many a tale of Hawaiin legends." Nate asked, chuckling again
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"I was only asking because you sweep me off my feet," she added. "Hey, if I was a goddess, I wouldn't need to be the lockpick," she replied, chuckling.
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"Or maybe that's what you're the goddess of. Lockpicking." Nate quickly suggested, moving a bit closer
