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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/30/2016 6:18:54 AM
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[i]"Oooh. That's my charm. I leave all the men guessing..."[/i]
[b]She giggled, her eyes narrowing all to greedily.[/b]
[i]"Hey, now you can ask about Annibelle. I know all her sensitive spots, hobbies, secrets."[/i]
[b]With a grin and turn, Ami began to move away tail's flicking behind her. She was a busy person... Mostly. But she was having fun, and today was still a gorgeous day.[/b]
[i]"If you want to ask more questions you'll have to get me some food. I'm thinking... Cake. I wonder if there's a bakery down in the little Dojo-area."[/i]
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[i] Lance didn't want to follow, but his curiosity got the best of him. Plus he wasn't gonna let Belle, or Ami technically, walk away that easily.[/i] "They have everything down there, and lucky for you I'm craving funnel cake." [i] He says, walking beside her and putting his hands in his pockets. He wore his same routine outfit, but his shirt had a breast pocket with a yin-yang symbol on it. Guess he'd went for a change of routine. The neck line of the V-Neck reached down, showing scar tissue towards his collarbone. [/i]
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[i]"I was thinking triple chocolate cake with ice cream myself."[/i] [b]She remarks as she strolls down the hills, humming a cheerful tune as she went. Wasn't long till they entered the township, where Ami immediately caught the eye of several passerby's.[/b] [i]"It must be hard for her, looking like this. She's grown in just a single year, already a perfect body. Funny how that works... Funny, funny."[/i] [b]With sideways glance to Ronin, she suddenly stopped and looked around, raising an eyebrow as she did so.[/b] [i]"Okay, tough guy. Where to?"[/i]
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[i] Whether Ami noticed or not, Lance threw the passerby several hard glances that made them avert their eyes and shuffle their feet hurriedly. He was a hard one to ignore. Whether it was Ami or Belle, he was still protective. [/i] "Tough guy?" [i] Lance scoffs but doesn't say anything, leading them down some side streets and onto one that was aromatic and smelled like a dozen different deserts. They walked into one, the inside quaint and almost homey, with colorful decorations and cheerful employees working behind the counter, taking orders. [/i] "I recall you saying that I'm buying." [i] He says with a smirk hinting at the corners of his lips, reaching into his back pocket and pulling out a black leather wallet, pulling a grey debit card from a pocket inside of it.[/i] "Hello, what can I get you today?" [i] A young guy behind the counter asked the pair, his eyes torn between Lance's imposing figure and the more..revealing one of Ami's. Unlike Belle, she really had no shame. [/i]
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[i]"I want a triple chocolate cake, hot, with ice cream on top. Small. I can't add to much weight to these hips."[/i] [b]No shame was an understatement. Ami made it very difficult not to stare... Even if she was... Part fox. Hell, she went out of her way to flaunt everything she had. Not that many around seemed to mind...[/b]
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[i] Lance lowered his head, attempting to stifle laughter despite his inner protests. The cashiers expression was priceless. [/i] "And, uh, what about you sir?" [i] He asked Lance, face flushed as he did his best to look at Lance. He raised his eyes once more, face as blank as ever.[/i] "Funnel cake, strawberries, hot fudge, extra powdered sugar." [i] Lance didn't wait to hear the price, simply swiping the card and punching in a PIN number. A few short minutes later, the kid brought them a tray with their desserts, which Lance grabbed in one hand and walked towards a corner booth, sitting down on one side. As enigmatic as ever, Lance flicked his hand and materialized two bottles within his grasp, setting one down on the other side of the table, obviously intending for Ami to sit across from him. The little trick was so clean, if one blinked they'd miss it. And even then, it was hard to believe, objects appearing in his grasp so cleanly. [/i] "Water, because you can't add too much to those hips." [i] He says, a smirk playing over his lips. She was entertaining, he'd give her that. [/i]
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[b]Taking her seat, Ami gave an amused stare, her eyes sparkling with mischief.[/b] [i]"I'm sure you'd know all about them, Mr. Explorer... Your good at going through each crevice."[/i] [b]The more she talked the more it seemed like a front, like it was an act. Her 'persuasive' nature seemed ever so off. Beyond that, it didn't make sense that she bonded with someone like Belle. They were opposites in personality. It was almost as if she was scared... But only a keen eye could catch it... It wasn't in the movements, the voice, or even the eyes... No... This was a feeling.[/b] [i]"But thanks... Water is lovely."[/i] [b]She remarked, picking up her eating utensils, taking a small piece of her cake, only to gently nibble it. At least one thing hadn't changed... The eating habits.[/b]
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"Yeah, I suppose you could say that." [i] He says with a sly, provocative smile, picking up a strawberry covered in fudge and sugar off of his plate and popping it into his mouth. He could play that game too. Even the way he ate seemed predatory, like he was making every movement on purpose, and it looked completely natural. Almost as if he was amused. The thought had come to him, the way she acted..it seemed to fabricated, like she was trying too hard. But what was the cause..? It wasn't him, was it? No, he didn't think so. Something to do with Creed and Salem perhaps..? [/i]
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Edited by Chesh I Guess: 11/30/2016 7:46:56 AM[b]Despite the small bites, Ami made good progress on her food. Wasn't long till the plate was mostly chocolate drizzle and melted ice cream. And she hadn't even touched the water.[/b] [i]"You know, not every day you get to talk with a super powered fox spirit. Besides your precious Aldon, you must be curious about me, right?"[/i] [b]Despite being a relatively clean eater, as in, she didn't leave a trace, Ami ran her light pink tongue across her lips, eyes not pulling away from Lance. This little game of hers was very different from any Belle had played.[/b] [i]"You did buy me cake after all. Guess that's good for some more answers."[/i]
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[i] Lance wasn't phased by her little game she was playing..whatever game that was. His dessert was mostly gone, as he picked the last few strawberries and ate them, his tongue swiping and licking hot fudge off of his lips.[/i] "And what if I told you I had no interest in you whatsoever?" [i] He says, an eyebrow raised. [/i]
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[i]"Sweetheart... I share Annibelle's memories. You aren't the type to pass up good info. But suit yourself. The deal still stands."[/i] [b]She remarks, leaning back as she tapped a finger against her left cheek, her yellow eyes taking in Lance more slowly.[/b]
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[i]He wished she'd stop looking at him like that. He paused for a moment, glancing up at Ami.[/i] "What am I to her?" [i]jt almost felt like cheating to Lance, learning those things in this way..yet he couldn't handle himself. [/i]
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[i]"Before, or after the little... 'Incident', cause right now she's not that into you."[/i] [b]Ami was beginning to enjoy herself, purposefully leaving out what Belle's thoughts had been before. She'd use it to her advantage, toy with Lance.[/b] [b]A smirk formed across her lips and she tilted her head innocently, trying to look like she didn't quite understand the question.[/b]
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"I know that. And Salem's gonna answer for it. In screams, and blood." [i] Lance said quietly. He wasn't a malevolent person by nature, but it took a special person to draw it out. Salem had done a fine job. [/i] "I meant before." [i] He said, throwing a balled up napkin at her.[/i] "Careful, I might not think you're as amusing as everyone else here."
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[b]She caught the ball with a slight scowl, obviously taken by surprise. She held the roll carefully in one hand before it burst into bright yellow flame, reminiscent of the sun, the ball disappearing a second later.[/b] [i]"Hmmm... What did she think...? Hmmm... Well, I hate to spoil a good story... But I can give a hint."[/i] [b]The smirk quickly returned as she seemed to thin for a moment.[/b] [i]"Let's see... One thing comes to mind. It can start wars or end one. It can give the strength of heroes or leave you powerless. The rich men want it, the wise men all know it, the poor men all need it, and the kind men all show it. That one thing is what comes to mind. That's where she holds you."[/i]
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[i] Lance didn't say anything, but the smile that crossed his lips betrayed that he knew what the riddle meant. The answer was Love. He'd been around long enough, he'd heard it before. That was great and all..but the fact that she still technically hated him because of what Salem did stirred up a cesspool of rage inside him. He was going to make him pay. If it was the last thing he did. [/i]
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[i]"Am I so beautiful that you are now speechless...? Come now, no need to sit there and think like a rock."[/i] [b]She rolled her eyes as her tails folded around her, like large cushions as she leaned to the side, held by the large fluff.[/b] [i]"Or maybe you sound better when quiet... Hard to say."[/i]
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"Yes, Belle is quite beautiful. Enough to leave me speechless." [i] He says, staring hard at her. He emphasized that she wasn't Belle, she was a being in her body, simply put. [/i] "I assure you, i'm a lot more interesting when I'm talking." [i] He says.[/i] "Then again..interesting normally means dangerous." [i]He smiled slightly, like he was remembering something.[/i]
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[i]"Well, you may as well enjoy it while you can... I'll be here for awhile."[/i] [b]She remarks, her smirk eventually fading, giving away to a curious stare. She was the fidgety type too, obvious by how she constantly checked her nails or ran a hand through her hair. Between her stares and odd behaviors she seemed like the type to get bored easy.[/b] [i]"Well, guess that's that. What now? As much as I enjoy sweets, I can't spend all day here... And you look awfully... Busy with thought."[/i]
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"That sounds like a personal problem. Unless you have some other ideas to occupy you or me, I'm not a party planner." [i] He says, voice filled with boredom. Sure, he had plenty of thoughts, but he was as bored as her. Even he enjoyed a fun time once in a while. It was just odd for him, seeing the girl he'd been searching for forever..but not quite there.[/i]
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[i]"What does someone like you do for fun?"[/i] [b]Ami, being what she was, enjoyed a broad category of things. The vessels each had dominion over something, and she had the pleasure of dominion over creativity. This meant she enjoyed cooking, art, music... But she managed to find pleasure in various other things.[/b] [b]With a flick of her ears, she gave Lance a searching look, her hands resting neatly over her stomach, causing the silk to ripple. Between the look and dress, it wouldn't be hard to mistake her for someone who didn't belong in the Dojo...[/b]
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[i] Lance looked like he was about to say something, as if an answer was on the tip of his tongue, but nothing came out. He really didn't know what to say, he didn't have anything he did for fun. He was 99% sure training and polishing swords, sparring with people wasn't considered fun in most people's books. After a moment, he shrugged apologetically.[/i] "I don't know."
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[i]"Laaaaammme."[/i] [b]With an exasperated roll of the eyes, Ami got to her feet, stretching her arms out so that the corners of Belle's orange tattoo poked up from her back.[/b] [i]"Let's ditch this place and go look around."[/i] [b]Ami grinned and blew past the doors in a haste, not even waiting for Lance. At this rate, she was gonna cause an accident.[/b]
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[i] Lance had no trouble keeping up. After all, he had teenagers. Ami wasn't all that different. Well, she was, but that wasn't the point.[/i] "Don't you ever just sit and read a book or something?" [i] Lance asked with a sideways glance at her. He put his hands in his pockets, fiddling with the contents. A whole wrapped peppermint and coin. [/i]
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[i]"I spend the majority of my existence sitting around and watching through someone else's eyes. If you just got out of prison, would you sit and read a book?"[/i] [b]She rolled her eyes as she moved through the streets, looking at the various buildings... Nothing particularly interesting.[/b] [i]"Besides, I'd rather not read someone else's thoughts for hours."[/i]
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"I seriously want Belle back.." [i] He muttered quietly. Ami was cool, but Lance had enough of running around and finding interesting things by himself. Being dragged around to do the same wasn't as interesting as sitting with someone and actually enjoying it.[/i] "How do I beat Salem and get Belle back, Ami? It's gotta be in your best interest too, considering if Salem controls Belle, he controls you."
