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originally posted in:Neo Punks
12/7/2015 10:30:52 PM
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[i] He nods.[/i] "Well, do you wanna come
To the cafeteria with me? I was just gonna get some food."
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" Yeah sure ". [i] he here's a series of locks bolts and alarms activate as they walk away from the jeep [/i]
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[i] They across campus towards a large building.[/i] "Where are you from?"
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" All over, we never stay in one spot for longer than a month."
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"What job does your aunt have then?"
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[i] she looks down like she isn't sure how to word it,[/i] " She tracks the bad guys, for the good guys."
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"Ah." [i] He nods, as they walk into the cafeteria and he goes through the line, getting a piece of pizza and fries and paying with a credit card, paying for Llannis' too.[/i]
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"Thanks you kno I could have paid for everyone here and just billed it right back to the school." [i] she grins[/i]
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[i] He chuckles.[/i] "Pretty, witty, and smart. I should start a list." [i] He takes a seat at a table in the back, in view of the exits and entrances. Habit.[/i]
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" suprised u don't keep your back to the wall as well" [i] she observes whilst picking over her fries.[/i]
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[i] He shakes his head.[/i] "Sorry, product of training with my dad."
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" Don't worry I think there is a lot of that here this year. Bit weird dont you think all these gifted under one roof ," [i] she starts doing a quiet beatbox rythmn with her gauntlets, she has obviously modified them herself.[/i]
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[i] He smiles.[/i] "Yeah." [i] Suddenly, she sees the air in front of her seemingly twist and stretch, and then return to normal. A small gust of air blows her hair backwards away from her face.[/i]
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"Man you watchers breed like rabbits" [i] she grins[/i]
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[i] He chuckles.[/i] "I guess so. My sisters a Genesis though, I got the Watcher curse."
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" yeah my aunts a watcher, me I'm nothing special , but I can shoot a cork from a bottle at 200 yards"
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"If it's any consolation, I think you're very special." [i] He smiles.[/i] "200 yards? Damn. All I can do is play my music loud my neighbors complain."
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[i] this time she flushes slightly[/i] " why Thankyou, I wouldn't mind having neighbours to complain about me. [i] she says wistfully[/i]
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[i] He smiles.[/i] "it's not as great as you think. You just end up doing 1,500 sword swings because your dad is pissed they complained." [i] He laughs.[/i]
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" I suppose you always want what you can't have .
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"Yeah, I get that." [i] Jonathan smiles, but it's seemingly broken.[/i] "Have you met anyone else around here?"
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[i] she is about to ask what's bothering him, then thinks better of it[/i] "I've met a few , they've all been cool even the odd little psycho, if you are careful how to approach him."
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[i] Jonathan chuckles.[/i] "Hopefully I don't fall into the psychopathic category."
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[i] she laughs and smiles [/i] " No not even close"
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"Maybe I should get my own category. The, "incredibly good looking guy with great hair who's making an idiot of himself." [i] He winks obnoxiously and laughs.[/i]
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" Your all those things" [i] she grins and nudges him for being an idiot[/i]
