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9/23/2015 8:02:05 PM
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[b]Etana puts some black jeans on, nice dress shoes, a red button up with the sleeves folded and his black leather jacket. He fixes his hair and steps in front of the mirror.[/b]
[b]Jenna leans on the doorway.[/b]
Jenna:"Not bad bro. You don't look like a thief."
Etana:"Ha ha. Very funny."
Jenna:"You look fine, now don't screw things up."
[b]He grins and looks at his watch.[/b]
Etana:"Nearly time."
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[b] Trinity straightens her hair, wears a men's gold chain and a midnight black strapless dress with a low cut neckline, along with black high heels. She goes with no makeup, because she can't stand the stuff.[/b]
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[b]Etana gets off of his Harley Davidson bike and looks at his watch.[/b] "Looks like I'm on time." [b]He walks to her doorstep[/b]
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[b] Trinity looks out the window, seeing Etana before fussing with her hair one last bit, and opening the door, smiling at Etana.[/b] "wow, you're punctual." [b] Her eyes take him in, appreciating that he took the time to look good for her.[/b]
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Edited by EvoTymes: 9/23/2015 8:23:39 PM[b]He smiles once he sees her.[/b] "Wow, you look beautiful." [b]His brown eyes look up and down at her until he looks into hers eyes, smiling. [/b]
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[b] She blushes.[/b] "You don't look to bad yourself." [b] She smiles.[/b]
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[b]He flashes a smile [/b] "Thank you."
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"Out of curiosity, [b] She says glancing at the Harley,[/b] "do you even own a car?" [b] she laughs.[/b]
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[b]He rubs the back of his neck.[/b] "Uh no. Heh."
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[b] She chuckles. [/b] "It's okay, the whole biker things kinda hot." [b] She smirks and walks to the bike.[/b]
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[b]He grins and gets on the bike.[/b]
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[b] She gets on the bike behind him, wrapping her arms around him.[/b] "The place is called Sakura. It's on 9th street in Tokyo Town." [spoiler] lmao just made that up[/spoiler]
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"Sounds fancy." [b]He revs the engine then speeds down the street.[/b] [spoiler]Lol alright.[/spoiler]
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[b] She holds onto him, tighter than necessary, because why not.[/b]
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[b]He grins as he drives[/b]
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[b] They arrive at basically the middle of Tokyo Town outside the restaurant. A big pink sign says "Sakura", the entrance being flanked by cherry blossom trees. She steps off the bike.[/b] "Shall we?"
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[b]He steps off[/b] "We shall."
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[b] They walk inside and get a table.[/b]
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"This is nice." [b]He looks around admiring the architect of the Tokyo restaurant.[/b]
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[b] She grins.[/b] "it is." [b] She orders a glass of sakè and yakatori. [/b] "Big on Japanese food Etana?"
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"It's great, What do you think about it?" [b]He orders Pho and some tea[/b]
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"I guess your driving huh? Sorry, I wouldn't have ordered alcohol. It's just been a long day." [b] She starts fiddling with the mans chain around her neck, one that doesn't look like it belongs on a woman.[/b]
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"It's all right, I have some drinks at home." [b]He looks at the necklace[/b] "Is that yours?"
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[b] She smiles sheepishly.[/b] "Uhh, no. It isn't. It was my trainers. He gave it to me. Something to remember him by, you could say. It's not what your thinking though. He was like the dad I wished I had."
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"I see. Who was the guy if you don't mind me asking?"
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[b] She looks sad when she talks now.[/b] "Jonathan Rorik. Human, the inventor and the only user of the Santoryu style. Until he taught me."
