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[color=548b54][h3]Dulga Tarata[/h3][/color]
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Rubbing the back of her head Dulga had to made another decision for herself and others. Should she just go off and do her own thing, or should she try and teach this girl a thing or two? Frankly Dulga wasn't sure what to do with herself since she wasn't going to be shooting at anything, and Tomoe wasn't interested in guns either. [i][color=548b54]"There's nothing I can teach her."[/color][/i] Dulga rationalized to herself. She wasn't just going to hang out with her if they weren't going to do anything. But then Tomoe smiled at her. That's when the trouble began. That smile. That damn smile. [color=548b54]"Wait here."[/color] Dulga started walking back towards the armory.

In the end Dulga couldn't really just turn the girl down, less she just find somewhere else to go sleep at and waste both their time. So Dulga went to get some rope. Nothing fancy, just regular nylon rope you could get from a hardware store. Dulga was going to teach the girl something. [color=548b54]"Hey. Follow me."[/color] Dulga pointed over to one of the empty training rooms. If this girl wasn't a fighter then Dulga could at least teach her how to make a few basic traps. Nothing too fancy, most of them consist of tripwires and snares, better used against animals. But Dulga knew how to size them up to work on people too. [color=548b54]"I'm going to teach you how to make traps. At least this way you won't be completely defenseless."[/color]

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