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originally posted in:The New Dojo
7/18/2017 1:17:19 AM
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"Oh, [i]how I can[/i].. honestly, that was the first thing that I thought of. Y'know, bооbs, then "Hey, this is useful outside of looking like a supermodel slüt!". Spy stuff 'n all. And, well.. I [i]can[/i] technically look like whoever you'd like. Though I suppose this form is fine?
...Enough about me, handsome. What about you, Dr. White?"
[i]Meredith laughed a little.[/i]
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Chuck smirked and shrugged. "That form is perfect and I'm sorry, but this exam is not about me. It's about you, but flattering me is allowed." He chuckled lightly. "Tell me a little about these forms you can take."
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"Heh. It's all made up of industrialized, metallic resources. All of it's little bits and pieces of metals that I've found - the skin is synthetic and rubber, so that's what I've used. It just.. forms, I guess."
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"Neat. How flexible would you say you are? I'm thinking you could do some stretches for me to see this material at work. Does it make the clothes you wear too?"
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"Mmhm, I could definitely do some really flexible stretches. The clothes? Clothing's clothing, dear.." [i]Meredith giggled, as she stood up and did some simple stretches, allowing for Chuck to.. get some nicer views, thanks to her clothing being pulled up by the almost purposefully intended postures. She didn't seem to care, really.[/i]
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"Yes...good...mhmm..." He enjoyed every second of it, taking in every curve and crevice of hers as she did the stretches. "I can see why you have a boyfriend." He said calmly.
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"...A boyfriend? Nope. Not a lеsbiаn, just haven't romanced anyone. ...Damn, you're creeping. And I thought I was a weirdo, granted I'm the one that's practically stripping for some psychiatrist!" [i]Meredith let loose a guffaw of laughter, her yellow eyes almost glistening for a bit. If Chuck wanted someone that was off their rocker.. he found the right person.[/i]
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He laughed loudly as well and smiled genuinely at the woman before shaking his head. "I mostly do this as a joke. Do I really want to just creep? F*ck no. I want to get a reaction out of people. Honestly, you're not reacting how most woman do."
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"Guess I'm special, then? And [i]mostly[/i] as a joke? Damn, you're actually pretty cool.. we should hang out sometime." [i]Meredith pointed out, landing on the chair again with a brief "Oof!" as she leaned back.[/i]
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He chuckled an nodded. "Sounds like a date. I think I've gotten what I can from this test. You can leave from the door you entered from whenever you like. I won't force you to leave."
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"You sure? Alright.. what time, and where? I mean, I [i]could[/i] hack into cameras and stalk you to see when 'n where, but that's so boring." [i]Meredith rose up after a moment, gripping the seat of the chair with clipped, light blue fingernails, waiting for Chuck's response.[/i]
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"Whenever you want, sugar. Where ever you want as well. If you have no opinion, 6 at the Dojo bar wouldn't be bad." He started to get busy with papers on his desk.
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"Alright.. I'll see you there, handsome. Don't get caught up in any trouble with the locals, k?" [i]Meredith blew a cute kiss towards Chuck, before exiting the building.[/i] ((Timeskip?))
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[spoiler]If ya want.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Kk.[/spoiler] [i]Meredith would arrive, at exactly six o'clock PM, outside of the Lounge of Blades. She was dressed in a rather.. pretty outfit. A deep crimson, strapless dress if anything, particularly revealing yet not looking to seem dirty. It was probably odd, finding a partially insane A.I intended for stealth in a dress, but still.[/i]
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Chuck arrived at the same time in a classy suit and tie. He looked a bit more well taken care of than usual as he walked up to the AI and bowed shallowly "Hello, Miss. Glad you actually came."
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"Didn't I tell you to stop calling me miss? It's Meredith. M-e-r-e-d-i-t-h." [i]She giggled as she pressed her hand upon his head, her soft fingers upon Chuck's forehead as she lifted him from the bow, before bringing his chin up with the same hand.[/i] "Ready when you are, Chuck."
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He smiled widely at her and nodded. "I'm as ready as I'll ever be." Chuck moved to open the door, holding it open for Meredith to enter through first. "Beautiful ladies first..."
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[spoiler]Sorry for the late reply.. busy.[/spoiler] "Aww. Thank you." [i]Meredith walked in, though immediately pulled Chuck in with her, giggling a little. The lights were dimmed thanks to the afternoon timing, as other couples and solitary figures stayed in their booths and on their stools.[/i]
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He chuckled as he was forcefully pulled in and smiled at Meredith a little wider. "You're awesome....Now, where do you wish to sit, my dazzling woman?"
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"Hmm.. we need attention. I want to see the jealous women and their dumbfounded men.. [i]To be quite frank, I should start a brawl[/i].." [i]Meredith laughed, still searching for a place to sit. There were booths, stools, tables..[/i]
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Chuck chuckled and shook his head at Meredith's mention of starting a fight, thinking she was joking. "I'm not sure if a fight is necissary, my dear. Also, I bet they're already plenty jealous I have you to myself tonight."
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"Hey, I'd protect you.. don't tell me that you haven't ever punched someone. You have, right?" [i]Meredith laughed, leading Chuck to a booth. From there, her left hand, which was hidden from view, began to formulate and create a deep brown object: a wallet, packed with fake cash.[/i]
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"If only you knew..." He sighed following her to the booth, oblivious to the wallet in the woman's hand. "I've done more than I'd like to admit."
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"...We all have. Most of us have, anyway. Me, I'm.. lucky. ...Let's lighten up the mood. Get drinks. I can't get drunk, [i]I think[/i]. Doesn't mean I can't try." [i]Meredith smiled a little, shrugging. Though it was a sad one, as if giving away her care for Chuck.[/i]
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"I try to drink it away, but fail too. I'm unable to get drunk...sadly." He smiled at Meredith, a fake one, but it was obvious he was at least trying to be happy. "So, what brought you here?"
