The Matrix
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updated 9 years, 5 months ago
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*sits on a tree branch, watching , curious*
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You people are so strange. *to Dipstick* Hurry up and get better stupid. I have some questions for you. *turns around and motions for Bud to follow me.* Now what are you guys even doing in my village? Why did Dipstick come here anyways?
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As the stranger sits on the tree branch, he may notice the armored vehicle sitting outside of it with a couple other men over there, both looking very different. One young man seemed like a strange, energetic Emo, possibly insane. He wore a dark green shirt under a jet black vest and wore black jeans. No tattoos. The other seemed quiet, wearing a yellow hoodie and had brown hair similar to Buddy’s but it spiked backward, being very long. He also wore blue jeans and his hands seemed to always be in his pockets.
Buddy smiles to May as he follows her, “Well, we were jus’ gonna plow through the back road here, but then our boy was told ’bout y’all and thought maybe it’d be best’ta ask permission before barrel our way through, then the rest is kinda clear cut, heh.”
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That “back road” is our sacred graveyard. Find another way around it. *I reply with venom in my words*
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*the figure listens intently , wondering why these people are here, on their turf, their territory*
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“On that, babe,” Buddy says, pulling up a hand onto his ear, pressing the earpiece, “Heya, Orange. Seems that the road we wanna take has a graveyard in it for the natives. Requestin’ reroute please.”
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*shakes head and says to self* I swear men are so stubborn. *then to Buddy* you know you could ask someone who knows the land like the back of her hand to give you the easiest and quickest path.
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“That sounds like a great idea!” Dipstick shouts happily as he limps out from his tent, grinning to them, “Heh, what’cha think, Buddy?”
“I honestly have no problem,” Buddy shrugs, “The armored vehicle can transport off road.”
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*goes over to Dipstick yelling* What were you thinking? Were you trying to get yourself killed? And what was with all that stuff you were doing? I was jumping all over the place and i got off with a concussion and you fall off bike and you look like that? *gestures toward you*
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Dipstick pauses a moment, “Oh, well, y’see,” He chuckles a bit, “I go on a little bitty thing called instinct!”
“He’s our Heavy Pyro,” Buddy chuckles a bit, crossing his arms and soon realizes, “Wait a sec! You’re not supposed to get outta bed!”
“Can’t hear ya!” Dipstick says, pulling up a finger, “Takin’ off me casts!” He then rips of each of his bandages, grunting lightly and brushes off the ashes on his arms that weren’t there before. “Now,” Dipstick looks over to May, “Chief, I suppose ya know a way’ta the cap, huh?”
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Why wouldn’t I. I have this land memorized. I was raised on this land. and there is an easier way to get there then the way you guys were going. *picks up a child who had come up to her* Hey there sweetie. *back to the guys* Just give me a few days to get the village back in order then we can head out.
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Dipstick smiles to the little and waves lightly, “Hey there.”
Buddy nods and pulls a hand up to his earpiece, “Looks like we’ve got a guide, so dun’ worry ’bout the reroute, Orange.”
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*a woman walks up to me talking in our native tongue i respond talking to her worriedly hands the child to Dipstick* i’ll be back *goes off with the women hurriedly*
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“Negh..!” Dipstick holds onto the kid carefully and smiles to her, “Ohai!” He chuckles.
“Go follow them,” Buddy says, “I’ll be checkin’ on our boys!” He then walks over to the armored vehicle near the village.
Dipstick looks down to the kid a moment and smiles again, “What’s yer name?” He asks, soon following May and the woman.
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*the child just looks at him putting a hand on his face*
*when the woman and I reach a small tent i go in finding the woman’s husband on lying down bleeding kneels next to him and asks him what’s wrong in the native tongue*