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Edited by Nibber Schipper:
6/24/2016 3:41:08 PM
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Lucas stopped dead in his tracks, and took a very deep breath.
[i]One... Two... Three... [/i]
He exhaled, only to deeply inhale again.
[i]One two three... Exhale... Calm yourself; they're not gonna do anything bad. Probably. Oh dear... Inhale... One... Two... Three... Exhale... Just nervous... Just nervous...[/i]
He thought to himself before he started moving again, going through the door to the living room, and then walking to the door that led to the kitchen, his heart racing. He was pretty fücking nervous, yeah?
[i]Inhale... Count to three... Exhale. One.. Two.. Three.. Exhale..[/i]
He put his hand on the door handle, and turned it before pushing the door open, his mind calming down as he puts up a genuine smile.
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Two people were seated at the table. One of them drew his attention more than the others. Her skin was metallic and she glew with red energy on certain spots. Her hair was short and black. Her dark red eyes had green irises in them. She was a Necron. The second one's skin was a light blue, as if it was on the verge of turning beige like human skin. Her eyes were dark red too, but had blue irises. Her hair was a soft brown, and it was long. His girlfriend, Mir'ika, was tending to the oven, while another person was in the room with them. Strangely, he wasn't in casual clothing. [url=http://i.imgur.com/OVoS1aN.jpg]He was wearing a battlesuit.[/url] he stood at about seven feet tall, but carried no weapons.
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He glanced at everyone, though his eyes rested for a bit in Miri's dad, because who the hell wears a complete battlesuit like that inside. But then again, he still wasn't completely used to this place. "Morning everyone." He said as he stopped inside the kitchen, and closed the door behind him. [spoiler] I can already see how much awkwardness is likely gonna happen. [/spoiler]
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They each looked at him, miri bearing a big smile. "Everyone, this is Lucas. It's the guy I've been talking to you about!" While the Necron sister, Abby, looked away in shyness, Amy, the half human one, smiled at him. "Hello, Lucas. We have heard much about you." Her voice sounded wise, calm, rational. [i][u]"Hello, young man. I am to believe you are the man who is... dating? My daughter?"[/u][/i] Kor'El's voice sounded mechanical, coming from the suit. Although there was something very alive in it.
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Lucas looked up at where Kor'El's (if my memory serves me correct, that is his name) head would be, and slowly nodded as he replied with a soft and gentle voice, though it was still rather low, "That would indeed be me, sir. I guess you're Mir'ika's father?"
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[i][u]"I am, yes. I am Aun Kor'El Or'es'ka."[/u][/i] He introduces his daughters to him. [i][u]"please, be seated. The food will be ready shortly."[/u][/i]
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[i]Oh boy, complicated names.. Would it be deemed offensive if I say it wrong? Maybe. Hope not; not good with complicated names. [/i] Lucas nods, and says, "Pleasure to meet you, sir." [i]I'm just gonna stick to sir. That seems like a smart choice. [/i] He then walked to the table, still smiling like an idiot, and sat down.
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Amy smiled at him. "So, how are you today?"
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He, of course, returned the smile. "Little tired, otherwise absolutely great though.. How are you?"
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"Great. Mir'ika has told me much about you, you know... good things."
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"Good to hear that you're doing well... But, what kind of things?" He asked, curious.
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"All sorts. Your story, your tastes, all about you." She smiles.
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"Basic stuff I guess." He replies with a smile.
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"Basically, yes. Just so we can know you a little better." Mir'ika speaks up from the kitchen. "Almost ready!"
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"You could always ask me things if you wanna know more. I wouldn't mind answering them." He perks up when Miri calls out; he was still rather tired. Half asleep.
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"Well, we don't have much left to ask. Other than that you take care of our sister." Mir'ika prepares plates for all four of them.
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"Isn't that a granted? Honestly now.." He says with a smile, his eyes wandering over to Miri.
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"Aaaand ready!" She picks up the four plates, placing them down on the table, and they all sit. Miri sits next to him of course, and Kor'El sits in front of him. For breakfast, bacon, sausages and potatoes.
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Lucas grins as he looks at the food on his plate; it strongly reminded him of home, of his family, and dinner with the people he loved. It was actually rather selfish and rude, how he had left without another word. And just because he was bored, but he didn't feel regretful; he wouldn't have met several really amazing people if he hadn't done it, after all. Then, when he realized he was just staring at his food in silence, and had been for a while, blushed a little, and whispered a sorry.
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They had begun eating. "Mmm! Miri, this is amazing! You've outdone yourself again, you know." Amy says, cheerfully. "Thanks, sis! I do try my best!" They eat their breakfast, with only Kor'El not eating.
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Lucas throws a curious glance at Kor'El, but doesn't say anything, instead starting to eat as well.
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They all eat their breakfast in relative quiet, until Kor'El breaks the ice. [i][u]"So, Abby, when will you introduce us to your girlfriend?"[/u][/i] The necron girl speaks up shyly, mostly due to Lucas' presence. "She uh... she's pretty shy... and very self conscious."
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Lucas keeps quiet, making a mental note of the Necron girl's shyness, though he doesn't pay it much mind; some people are just shy after all, him included.
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[i][u]"Ah! She doesn't have to feel shy at all. After all, she's part of the family now. Just like you, Lucas."[/u][/i]
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He looks up at Kor'El, and slowly nods, replying with his signature kind and soft tone, "And I'm happy to be a part of it!" Before returning to his food, swiftly finishing it. "Thanks for the delicious meal, Miri!"
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"Thanks, love! I made it with just that. Love." She smiles, clearing the table once everyone was done.
