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9/22/2015 12:23:08 AM
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Etana:"Here come with me. It's kind of complicated."
[b]He gets up and heads for a door.[/b]
Jenna:"Uh huh. Yeah sure."
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[b] Trinity flashes Jenna a smile before following Etana/[/b]
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[b]We step out of the door and into a long tunnel.[/b] "Still trips me out how I made this. Heh."
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"Agreed."
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"If you wanted to see me with my shirt off nows you your chance. Heh." [b]He takes his tang top off to reveal his tattoo on the left side of his chest and he faces the door. A small blue light scans the tattoo and the door disappears, blending in with the tunnel. His torso and chest have some scars from past fights. Bullet holes, cuts, scrapes.[/b]
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"FYI, battle scars are hot. Just saying." [b] She smirks.[/b] "nice tattoo."
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[b]He grins.[/b] "Well I have plenty of them." [b]He turns around so his back is facing her. There's a long diagonal cut from his right shoulder down.[/b] "Oh yeah, my tattoo. I got that at like age 16 I think."
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[b] She bites her bottom lip.[/b] "Where'd that scar come from?"
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"A bounty, when I was giving my team covering fire an enemy snuck and slashed at me. As he did that he took out my Comms so the team wouldn't know and I had to fight it with my bleeding back."
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Edited by Will: 9/22/2015 12:58:42 AM"Aren't you a warrior?" [b] She smiles.[/b]
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Edited by EvoTymes: 9/22/2015 1:10:46 AM[b]He flashes a smile.[/b] "Of course I am. I'll always fight, fight until I die."
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"That's attractive to say the least." [b] She grins.[/b] "I made a promise to someone, along those lines."
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"Heh, that the only thing you find attractive about me? And to who and what promise of you don't mind me asking." [b]As we walk through the tunnel you see him pressing specific bricks into a wall.[/b]
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"It was a promise to a friend of mine. He taught me to be a swordsman. And I promised him that his art, the Santoryu, wouldn't go to waste. That I'd become the worlds best swordsman. No matter what it cost. I'd take every beating and every loss and come back better the next day. Every scar will shape me, and every wound will build me."
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[b]He nods as he listens to her[/b] "One hell of a promise to keep."
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"I'm one hell of a fighter. Beat me black and blue and throw me to the wolves. I'll come back leading the pack." [b] She grins.[/b]
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"Well aren't you a badass." [b]He grins as he walks.[/b]
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"Damn straight." [b] She grins.[/b]
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"Heh I like that in a woman." [b]He puts his tang top back on.[/b]
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"Aww." [b] She makes a mock pouty face.[/b]
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"What? Did you want me to leave my shirt off?" [b]He says jokingly.[/b]
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"Just a joke tiger. We can save that for later."
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"Can't wait for later." [b]We reach a staircase and he starts to walk up.[/b]
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[b] She chuckles.[/b]
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[b]We reach the door and he opens it for you. [/b] "Ladies first."
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"Why aren't you a gentleman." [b] She steps through the doorway.[/b]
