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originally posted in:The New Dojo
7/24/2017 4:12:58 AM
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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?"
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"Me? Well, it's.. complicated. I'm doing some spying stuff on the Dojo.. nothing's coming, I think. But if you know any mercs or guys 'n girls with big guns, well.. ...Look, I'm not a fighter. I could be, thanks to programming, but I talk most the time. I need people, that's.. that's a simpler explanation."
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Chuck leaned back in the booth seat and sighed while running a hand through his hair. "I know of plenty of people you could hire, but now I'm wondering if you brought me here just for the knowledge I have about the people here at the Dojo."
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"That.. wasn't the plan, actually.." [i]Meredith didn't seem angry at Chuck for saying that. Uncomfortable, maybe even surprised, were the right words to describe her reaction.[/i] "So you.. think I'm just using you for info? I thought that people talked about nicer things 'n had a good time on dates, not use each other."
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Edited by Stitch: 7/25/2017 2:03:29 AM"I'm sorry for accussing you. I'm just not used to be people being kind to me without wanting something like info or spy work." Chuck sighed, looking a little down because he accused her. "We should be happy and cheerful on a date. That's what they're meant for. Fun."
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Edited by Weeaboo Of War: 7/25/2017 2:13:56 AM"Hey, hey. Forget about those people. I'm not mad, Chuck.." [i]Meredith got up to actually sit next to Chuck in the next booth, wrapping her arm around him and biting her lip before speaking.[/i] "It's fine. I know what you mean, people seeming.. [i]too nice[/i], when they want something. I've dealt with those types before, you just have to deal with them and move on." [i]Meredith was plotting though, if Chuck tried to cuck her. Hue hue.[/i]
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He leaned on her slightly and smiled a little, happy to have someone at least acting like they care. "Thank you, Meredith. You're too kind. Dinner is on me tonight. Now, why don't we move onto something more happy?"
