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8/27/2015 2:08:22 AM
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"Alrighty."
*She gets up and ducks into the small house on the boat and brings out a pan and a small burner*
"Now let's get cookin'!!"
*She sets the burner down before setting up a small platform for the pan*
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Stephenson flops the fish into the pan and props up his feet on the side of the boat. [i]Today was a weird day.[/i]
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*She keeps an eye on the fish as she responds* "No doubt about that. Very odd day indeed."
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[i]Yep. Get my memory back, find out my friend is the daughter of some sort of universe-traveling witch-smoke-person, and then figure out that my friend also nearly killed me. Pretty weird. [/i]
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"She's Shadow, a sidhe. The only thing about her I didn't get." *Shiroe idly flips the fish*
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Stephenson leans over and pours hot sauce over the food. [i]So, you see NOT being made of smoke as a disadvantage? I personally like being made of something that doesn't evaporate in a few seconds. [/i]
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"It was probably just a decoy she maintained for a bit. That's one of her usual tricks. She hits you with decoys relentlessly as she sits back and watches." *She flips the fish a few times again* "Me and my brother didn't get any of her magic. None at all."
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Stephenson nods. [i]I don't put much stock in magic, myself. Just throw holy water on it and you're good.[/i]
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*She begins giggling, and soon enough it grows to a full fit of laughter*
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Stephenson glares at her. [i]What? It worked well enough on those people who thought they were vampires![/i]
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"Yea but you drowned them in the stuff!!!" *She keeps laughing*
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He sighs angrily before tossing an empty bottle at Shiroe.
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Edited by TwiggierTiger22: 8/28/2015 9:41:23 PM*She catches it and places it on the deck of the boat* "Hey now, don't go throwing away our stuff. Its all we got for now. So.... What do we do now? I have a few...... Bases.... We can hang out at for now."
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Stephenson frowns in puzzlement. [i]Well, my plan was to go upriver and actually get to know each other. I don't know.[/i]
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"Well how about we find a way to get over to Tokyo Town, we can talk on the way there." *She inspects the fish, and declares it done* "DINNER TIME!!!" *She shouts, even though it's only the two of you*
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Stephenson chops the fish up and wolfs it down.
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"Hey!! Save some for me!!!" *She manages to get some for her before he wolfs it down*
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Stephenson shoots her a "hands off" look. [i]Hey, they let you eat when we were.... wherever we were. Now, story time.[/i]
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"Hmm?" *She looks at him with a piece of fish in her mouth*
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He stares at her. [i]You know, your life story, that sort of thing.[/i]
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"Oh." *She leans back and closes her eyes* "Memories. Good, bad, and even the ugly. I got em all."
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[i]I'm plenty interested, unless you want me to go first. I'm warning you now, it's pretty boring.[/i]
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"Let me guess, you were a cop?"
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[i]Nope. Worked with them for a while though. I'm just a street rat who felt like dealing justice was a better job. Of course, that was only after I met my 'mentor' of sorts.[/i]
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"Mentor?"
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[i]A friend of mine, a detective himself. Got me off the streets and into school. He had a daughter, lost her to some preacher man when she was a baby. Stolen right out of his arms. Soon as I turned 18, he gave me a job. A week later, he left. Somebody told him his daughter was off on some sky city. I thought it was poppycock, but he hasn't come back since.[/i]
