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Private/Closed Nobody: Reruns- A Fantasy RP (GO TO PT 2)

Storm, Green, long sleeve shirt, blue jeans, red shoes, black hair, a little long. Very brave
Emily, Purple shirt, Black sweatpants, long, black hair, white shoes. A little brave and nice.

Storm slipped on the shirt. He looked in the mirror, at the shirt.
Not bad.
Storm had been in two universes already, and didn't know which one this was. He opened his hotel door, and stood on the patio.

Emily had taken up a job at a restaurant, ever since Skye's death. She served a customer some coffee, and he left quickly. The place became empty.
She grabbed herself a coffee too, and sat at the register, and sighed.

Anyone can jump in now.

BTW NO TROLLING
 
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As mora woke up, he slid on his usual light blue gi with his usual black under shirt. It's been quite strange since he came... here and had noticed a large lack of martial arts here. He brushed his somewhat spiky black hair, but once again to no prevail. He went downstairs of his new home and took a shower, ate breakfast, and walked out the door. He isn't exactly a normal kid, considering he's an 11 year old with purple skin that can fly and shoot ki, but at least he wasn't crazy.
 
Storm saw a kid walk out of a house, with...
Purple skin?
Storm shook his head. That isn't possible. He must have dyed it...
Storm looked at the Cafe across the street, and shook his head. He didn't exactly need coffee today. Storm looked at the kid. Seemed as if he already had enough. He started walking down th street, forgetting about shutting his door, twirling his sword.
 
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Mora continued walking, despite noticing a somewhat unique ki, before realizing that he'd just walked past his destination. He walked back and reached the cafe where he was supposed to find his new mentor, but instead of a martial artist, he saw a swordsman.
 
Storm Sterling noticed he was being watched. He looked behind him and saw the kid watching him. He turned around. "What do you need, kid?" He asked as casually as he could.
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Emily saw 2 people across the street. One kid with purple skin, a man with a long-sleeve dark green shirt, blue jeans, red shoes--
Storm Sterling???
She didn't give it a second thought. She threw off her apron, and started running toward the door. "HEY!" She turned around. Her boss was there. "I'm taking a day off."
 
Alerted by the commotion outside Sera threw her red scarf around her neck, it's length trailing down her blue coat and ending at her dark leggings, and started for the cafe door to the outside. She opens the cafe doors, setting off that familiar ringing bell sound, and stares confused at the swordsman and the purple skinned boy. "Well this isn't what I expected, must've been too much coffee" Sera says with a smirk. "Who are you two?" She says inintrigued at the unique situation she's happened upon.
 
"Storm Sterling..." Storm looked at the new person. "And who are you?" He was slowley reaching for a button on his sword.
I just got here. Already??
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"why?"
"Because.... I need sleep??"
"Im not buying it."
 
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"Hehe my names Sera, honestly I'm surprised you've never heard of me" Sera chuckles. "You two look like and interesting duo but I'm not here to fight anybody so no need to draw your sword or strike a pose". Sera stops for a moment and walks up to Storm and Mora. "You two guys interested in a coffee break from your little standoff? Hehe" Sera chuckles again curiously.
 
"Alright nice hehe" she smirked again "What about you Storm, you in?" She said, holding the cage door open for the two newly met and peculiar strangers she's just met.

OOC: Posts should be third person, PAST tense. NOT Present.
 
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"Sure." Storm put away the sword, and a dribble of sweat came down his forehead.
He didn't need to use it yet.
Storm Sterling walked into the cafe. And he saw a lady with a purple shirt talking to the--
Emily?!
"EMILY!" He shouted. Emily jerked around. "Storm!" They ran toward each other, and clapsed each other in arms. "Storm.... I thought you were dead by now."
"I can survive."
"Judging by what happened 10 years ago..."
"It's been 10 years?"
"Yes?"
"I think time goes by faster where I was."
"I see you have some friends here..."
"Right!"
Storm left her and sat at a table, inviting them over.
 
"Yeah..."
Emily heard the conversation, and prepared a coffee for Storm.
She walked over to the table and gave Storm his.
"Here guys, on the house for all of you." She took out a notepad. She looked at Mora. "What would you like?"
 
"Well my skin is purple because I'm half Majin. We're a demon race with unbeatable regenerative abilities. And for my back story well, I'll leave that for another day."
 
"Neither am I. I'm not saying you are. But... Never mind... But why were you looking for an artist? Martial Artist??"
Emily sat at the table to listen.
 
Well, my dad is a really big fighter where we live, and he wants me to continue the legacy. Especially since my mom is full majin he wanted to see my combat power since I'm the only one of my mixture.
 
"That's stupid. You can't just learn how to be a legendary fighter just like that!" Storm snapped his fingers to prove the point. A blue spark came from it and disappeared.
 
"Well ki is the energy inside of us. A lot of us fighters on the otherworldly plain and godly plain use it. Think of it as using your soul as an energy and using it to attack.
 
"Well, that's not true. I'd say there are about 5 or so pure blooded earthlings with ki powers. Regenerative properties are limiting to a few races though and there aren't too many Majins so I'm of maybe 14 or so beings with true regeneration"
 
"Strange." Storm stopped himself. "I don't have powers.. So yeah." He slurped his coffee. "Whelp. If you need me... Here. " Storm handed Mora his number and left to his hotel.
 
"It was nice meeting all of you. I look forward to meeting you again." Mora formally said as he walked out. "Man I thought that guy looked weird. His ki is pretty strong for a human, and he may be one of the strongest swords men, but I think tapion and trunks are better." Mora thought to himself.
 
Storm thought while he sat on his bed. He couldn't control fire...

As Mora walked out, a hooded figure was sitting next to the Cafe. He had a bow and some arrows.
(Gtg. You can respond.)
 
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