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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
8/17/2016 12:51:50 PM
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*Sketch looks over the wall and sees the man at the graves.*
"Hey! What are you doing there!?"
*He vaults over the wall, landing on all fours on the ground but he then gets up and starts running towards the man.*
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Gah! *He falls back, then gets back up, groaning* Ah, sorry. Daniel said that there were some... Strange? Residents.
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"Are you calling me strange just because of what I am?" *Sketch crosses his arms.*
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Well, uh, to be honest I've never seen blue furry man wolf thing before... *He seems a bit uncomfortable. Now that you are closer to him you can see him better. He appears to be in his forties. He is not quite muscular but you can tell he is somewhat strong. He is about six feet tall, and has hazel eyes and oak brown hair. He is wearing a sweatshirt that says "Stockton University" and a pair of jeans*
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"I'm a Sphirinian leopard/wolf hybrid and I admit, my fur is an unusual color... Anyways, who are you?"
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My name is Carl. I got a letter from my brother, Dan- Mortar, about this place, confirming he was alive, and i wanted to surprise him on his birthday. It took forever to get here, and his birthday was yesterday, and judging by the grave here... I assume it's too late.
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"Hold on... Mortar was your brother?!" *Sketch's ears droop down and he puts his hand on the man's shoulder.* "I'm sorry for your loss..."
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It's... It's okay... He was always getting in trouble. And I'm used to loss... About a year after he left my parents died in a car crash, and my sister, who was seventeen when they died took up alcoholism and you could rarely see her without a beer or wine in her hand. She must have gotten it from me, I was a wreck. Had rehab for months. She drowned in a tub a month later. That was a wake up call to get my life together.
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"I'm really sorry... He was a great friend and a good man... Do you- Do you know anyone named Cyan?"
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Um... Sorry, no, I do not. But I do know that when Mortar ran away a boy known as Winston, or Wit, ran away with him.
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"Oh yes, I know Wit... I can take you to him if you want."
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Wait, Wit's here too? It'd be great if you brought me to him. *He still seems a little uncomfortable but seems to get used to you*
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"Okay, well just follow me." *He starts walking in the direction of the Dojo gates.*
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*Carl follows, looking at the massive gates of the Dojo. Man, they are beautiful in his eyes, the amount of work it took to build them must have been crazy*
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*He pushes them open and then closes them behind him he continues walking, motioning for him to follow.*
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*Carl does as told, looking around at all the "Strange," "New," and "Interesting" people.*
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*Sketch continues leading him until they finally reach where Wit lives. Sketch knocks on the door a couple times then stands back.*
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*Cyan answers the door* Cyan: Oh, hey Sketch, who's your friend here?
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"Oh, hey Cyan, this is Carl, Mortar's [i]brother[/i]... Is Wit around?" *He gives her a look as if to say [i]Go with it.[/i]*
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Cyan: Brother? I don't remember a Carl. Must have been from Mortar's second family, when he came back as a somewhat human being. I'll get Wit. *Cyan closes the door, looking for Wit*
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*He turns towards Carl.*
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Hey, uh, Sketch, was it? Is she single?
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"Huh?"
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Is Cyan single? I don't know how but when I saw her something clicked in me.
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"Oh, um. I think she is... But you should wait a while before you try anything... Get to know her first."
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Carl: Yeah, I know... *Wit opens up the door* Wit: Oh, Hey Sketch. Cyan told me that someone was here to see me... Carl, is that you? Carl: Hey Winston. Wit: For the last time, I go by Wit. When you gain magical abilities you can name yourself anything you want
