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Post by Kiriha/Marilen on Jun 21, 2012 23:54:53 GMT -5
He glanced at her, "What's that smile for?" he questioned.
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Post by Ryouko and Ran Sakuta on Jun 22, 2012 0:12:45 GMT -5
"Nothing, it's just a shame to see someone so cute on the road to death." Ryouko said. "But, hope you're able to get off that road." she said, turning to start walking away, though it was slightly half-hearted.
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Post by Kiriha/Marilen on Jun 22, 2012 0:15:11 GMT -5
"Cute?" he questioned, rising to his feet. He wasn't sure how to take that one.
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Post by Ryouko and Ran Sakuta on Jun 22, 2012 0:18:08 GMT -5
"You heard me, or haven't you been flirted with before?" Ryouko said, her back to him.
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Post by Kiriha/Marilen on Jun 22, 2012 0:18:45 GMT -5
"You've known me for all of two minutes," he said.
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Post by Ryouko and Ran Sakuta on Jun 22, 2012 7:45:28 GMT -5
"So what? Why should that stop me from saying what I wish?" Ryouko said, still walking on.
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Post by Kiriha/Marilen on Jun 22, 2012 10:17:36 GMT -5
He watched her go, "How old are you?" he asked.
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Post by Ryouko and Ran Sakuta on Jun 22, 2012 10:27:45 GMT -5
"I'll be 18 within a few days." Ryouko replied.
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Post by Kiriha/Marilen on Jun 22, 2012 10:30:10 GMT -5
He waited for a few moments, and the he said, "Get yourself something presentable and come to (I'm not coming up with a name for this restaurant, something fancier) at eight."
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Post by Ryouko and Ran Sakuta on Jun 22, 2012 10:34:39 GMT -5
She laughed. "Something presentable? I take it you're not a fan of the abs then." Then her expression turned serious. "I kid. I'll see what I can do." she said, giving a light wave as she walked off.
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Post by Kiriha/Marilen on Jun 22, 2012 10:35:53 GMT -5
He watched her go, and then left himself.
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Post by Ryouko and Ran Sakuta on Jun 22, 2012 11:15:10 GMT -5
A little before eight that night, Ryouko walked towards the restaurant, wearing a little something like this, with the dress coming a little further down her legs. She didn't care if it fit his idea of presentable, it was what she wanted to wear. Her Driver and memories were hidden on her, out of sight. |
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Post by Kiriha/Marilen on Jun 22, 2012 11:16:27 GMT -5
He had a table and sat there in black pants, a pink shirt with open collar, and a black, open vest, just looking at the empty chair across from him instead of looking around anywhere. As such he didn't see her.
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Post by Ryouko and Ran Sakuta on Jun 22, 2012 11:19:32 GMT -5
She ascended the steps with an elegant flare, her hair falling down her covered shoulder as she opened the door and walked inside, gathering a menu into her hands before walking over to the table, clearing her throat slightly to get his attention.
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Post by Kiriha/Marilen on Jun 22, 2012 11:21:12 GMT -5
He turned his head to look at her. He pushed his chair out and rose to his feet in a smooth motion, "I see you were able to oblige," he said, walking around to pull her chair out.
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