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Underworld Lower City
Rewire District
Nameless Tower
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days later the boy speaks an infant's level of Dosh and Basic
bringing a piece of junk to nameless for a description of what it is
slowly learning of the new city he is in
while replacing shreaded clothes with gear
left behind from prior tenants
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nameless introduces nar'uto to three circle combat
three circles drawn provide the four rings for sparing
winner of last fight has to stay in inner ring as if guarding an item, person or holding a prisoner
if another is aiding or fighting, the other has to stay in 2nd ring
3rd ring is for long range attack
4th ring means there is no limit for attacker
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sadly the trandoshan thought to spar with the kid
finding out that his warrior is too old for anything major
peeling nar'uto off the floor to answer the door
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opens his door sees the expected old friend
oddly munching on a snack
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letting in his old sullustran friend, Leeds looks the kid over, {Nameless, has he been trained?}
smirking with old fangs, {Can already take an old lizard like me, but is not local, none missing.}
{been training him in the main hall, some have been asking if I train others again}
{strangest thing is no rebellion or arguing with me, pulls his weight}
{learning iron claw, fast fang, and strong talon, is a very offensive type}
{no lash tail, kick claw or spin toss}
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Nameless points out the boy's gear {already has thousand creds of usable blades on him}
{calls himself a nija shiny bee, names nar-uto}, hearing his name boy turns to host
tapping floor for attention, tilting his head. nameless waves him back to console
{you could sell him.} the old man replies, watching the boy manipulate the com display
snidely, in a questioning voice {honorable warrior's like us? right, rather lose hide for the silent man's boots}
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{hard to believe he dropped in on you} smirks the old sullustran
{harder to believe, he lived, Leeds} replies the old trand {but you saw the pix, anything on the samples?}
{human, abilities unknown. nothing matched in the limited database I was accessing}
{nothing else? nothing to even tell where his kin are?}
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{nothing, either he is crafted, and tossed or being sought, or..}
{or..} looking at the sullustran
Leeds replies {best guess, new world, first contact. but no word at the archives of anything}
{anything goes then} mutters Nameless
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Leeds finishes his snack and pulls out another from a pouch
offers it with a wave, Nameless takes it ripping a chunk, hmming at the taste {not bad}
{scares off the human rippers, humans hate it, called spoo}
{Bo and Mack are selling it, they picked up a cargo of it cheap}
{human ripper hated spoo so much he passed on mugging me when he saw me snacking}
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{welcome to the hell world of O'Maki kid}
"nani?"
motioning him to the table
the old sullustran puts his hands out, palms up in the middle of the table
nods to the boy glancing at his hands
cautiously the teen's hands move across the table to meet palms
lightly watching for sudden movement palms meet
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his arms and body numb, his brain itches
=hello=
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omake
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force echos cause a mass sneeze in konoha's ranks of ninjas
tsunade begins a new roster of tests that begin making ninjas
think medics are half-vampires
"NO, not more blood samples, we are not ill, its our ninja paranoia"
"NO, will not spend more time in therapy, to pad your bills"
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"ah, the ones who did not escape, must be ill"
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