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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/21/2016 5:59:46 PM
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[b][i]He paused as he looked at her curious as to why she wanted his name. With a shrug he moved closer looking into her eyes.[/i][/b]
"I'm volt, I know stupid name for someone with electricity powers but I didn't pick it so..."
[b][i]He seemed to hesitate as he thought for a moment as he sighed looking back at her once more.[/i][/b]
"Although Lysan is a pretty name."
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She looked taken aback. "More or less." Lysan replied hesitantly, before her calm demeanor came back. "Could you show me around? I just got here."
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"I'm fairly new myself.....but I guess I could." [b][i]He said as he looked at her smiling for a second before looking around. With a sigh he offers out his hand. [/i][/b] "It's crowded you may want to stick close."
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She took his hand hesitantly, nodding. "Makes sense."
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[b][i]He took her hand in his as he blushes a bit more. Guiding her down the street as he looked around. [/i][/b] "So....what are you looking for in particular?" [b][i]He says as he looks back, his eyes glancing into hers briefly before darting back to ahead of him.[/i][/b]
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"A purpose in life." She replied monotonously, inspecting her fingernails for dirt. "What are you looking for?"
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"A purpose huh? What kind are you looking for?" [b][i]He looks back as he smiles, shrugging slightly his smile fading as he thinks about something as he shakes his head.[/i][/b] "I don't have one either so I guess we are even in that regard."
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"Huh." She let him lead her down the streets, before gesturing to a bookstore. "Let's go in there."
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[b][i]He shrugs as he leads her in, the place seemed decently crowded as he looks around.[/i][/b] "Looking for any particular book?" [b][i]He says as he picks a book on cooking looking at it curiously. Still holding her hand with one hand.[/i][/b]
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"Not really." She dropped his hand and looked towards the horror section, trotting towards it with interest. She picked up a book and skimmed through it.
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[b][i]He looks at the cooking book seeing their hands separate. Looking down as he frowns, moving over to her. He grabs her hand holding it tightly as he looks at he book.[/i][/b] "Maybe I could make you something in here what do you say?"
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"That would be nice of you." She replied evenly, the barest hint of a smile apparent on her face. She put the book back.
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"Well I owe you for earlier don't I?" [b][i]He looks at her as he smiles at her putting the book away. Holding out the book in front of him as he looks at her.[/i][/b] "Anything specific you like that I can try to do for you?"
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"You don't owe me anything. It was petty." She said. "I don't really know... I like steak. No offense, of course." She added on to the end of her sentence, realizing what she had said.
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"You are fine as long as it's not veal. Even then I can't really be mad if you like it, just would feel weird to me..." [b][i]He looks at the book as he smiles walking forward and buying it. Her hand still in his as he looks at her.[/i][/b] "So steak it is...sound good to you?"
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"For sure." She replied, guiding him gently to the check out counter. "I'll buy. Speaking of which, is there a hotel around here I can check out?" She asked, taking the cookbook from him and paying for it.
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"You can stay at my place...there is a hotel but it would be free if you stayed with me." [b][i]He blushes a deep red as he thinks to himself shaking his head. Looking back at her curious to her answer.[/i][/b]
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"Sure. Thanks for the offer." She smiled again, handing him the book. She motioned towards the door, her hand clasping his.
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[b][i]He nods as he walks her out and begins walking her to his home. A big apartment building as he begins walking up the stairs happily. Going towards room 10 and opening the door. A living room with a tv showing and a kitchen farther in the back.[/i][/b] "Well welcome make yourself at home."
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Her eyes widened slightly. "How rich ARE you?" She asked, her mouth open slightly in amazement as she collapsed onto the couch, looking for the remote. "Don't mind if I do."
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[b][i]He laughed as he grabbed it off a counter tossing it to her. Moving towards the kitchen, opening the fridge as he pulls out steak and pulls out a pan cooking it.[/i][/b] "How do you like your steak?"
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"You don't even have to cook it for all I care." She joked, finding the remote and turning on the tv. "Just kidding. The rarer, the better."
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"The rarer the better huh? Well you are the rarest lady around so it makes sense." [b][i]He continues cooking as he looks back with a smile before cooking more. Looking occasionally to see how she was doing.[/i][/b]
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"Of course. Not every day you stumble upon a genetically modified human." She replied matter of factly.
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[b][i]He rolls his eyes as he continues cooking. Chuckling to himself as he takes the steaks off onto a plate.[/i][/b] "I meant you are special and rare, not your look you goof." [b][i]He says as he gets her a fork and knife placing it on the living room table in front of her.[/i][/b]
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"Oh." She didn't seem to quite know how to respond. "You are too."
