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Post by Deadsketch on Jun 27, 2007 19:32:57 GMT -5
She smirked at the familiar rush. Sure, she had her own motorcycle, but it didn't go so fast, and War wasn't there. It was just a bit of a different experience. She continued clinging onto him, attempting to make out the blurred scenery as it whizzed by, to try and figure where they were going.
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Post by ToxicShadow on Jun 27, 2007 19:50:28 GMT -5
There was some dodging of traffic as they moved through the city streets and alleys. But soon enough, the city began to thin out. They'd been moving in a, more or less, diagonal direction. The few buildings around were of the older sort and road they drove on was a bit older, turning into a dirt trail as they approached an open area. It was something like an open grassy meadow, a large hill with several trees at the top that got thicker the farther back you went.
War slowed as the path ended, a little ways away from the large hill, and finally came to a stop. "Well, here we are." True it didn't seem that exciting, but it was peaceful here. And it was bound to be more interesting once they got up onto the hillside.
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Post by Deadsketch on Jun 27, 2007 20:01:55 GMT -5
She still had no clue what was going on by the time they had stopped. A hillside? That was, unusual. But still, she was intrigued to see what was up, she was curious as ever and just as excited. "Alright. So, when are you telling me what we're doing?" She grinned, stepping off the bike and looking over to him.
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Post by ToxicShadow on Jun 27, 2007 20:09:40 GMT -5
War jumped off the bike, facing Lang. "You know what? I'm not going to tell you." He smirked a bit. "But maybe you'll be able to guess once I show you something." He then turned to open the two compartments under the seat, taking out a large tupperware box from each and then...a comfortable looking blanket. Okay, who would have thought this Aisha to be the type to go on picnics? Well, there was more to it then just that. "Sorry, but there wasn't room for the traditional basket."
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Post by Deadsketch on Jun 27, 2007 20:18:58 GMT -5
"Psh, meanie." She replied, sticking out her tongue at him, but withdrawing it and grinning when she heard she gets a sort of hint. "Oh, are we going on a picnic? Awesome, haven't been on one of those in forever." She said with a grin. Who wouldn't get that sort of hint?
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Post by ToxicShadow on Jun 27, 2007 20:26:20 GMT -5
"Correct. We're going on a picnic." He said with a nod. He managed to close and lock up the motorcycle, and then started his trek up the hill with the stack in arms. "So how've you been this last month?" He asked, conversationally. "Anything interesting happen?"
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Post by Deadsketch on Jun 27, 2007 20:37:40 GMT -5
"Sounds awesome." She replied happily. That'd be fun, most definately. " Well, I haven't been up to much, but been alright, the usual. Umm, been working on my cooking a lot. Need help carrying anything?" She offered with a warm smile.
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Post by ToxicShadow on Jun 27, 2007 20:43:17 GMT -5
War shook his head as he declined her offer. "No its fine, thanks though." The farther up the hill they walked, the more of the city they could see. Once they got to their destination, they'd have a great view of it. "Cooking, eh? I'm off of my cinnamon suspension now." he said happily. "What sorta stuff have you made?"
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Post by Deadsketch on Jun 27, 2007 20:51:29 GMT -5
"Ok...haha, awesome. Well, that works great, 'cause I've mainly been practicing my desserts. I know like, four recipes you might like now, all cinnamony and that jazz." She smirked over to him. She looked onward, hoping to get more of a glimpse of the city below, it'd be so beautiful when the sun was setting at it's peak and they were up there.
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Post by ToxicShadow on Jun 27, 2007 21:00:07 GMT -5
"Oh really now?" He grinned to himself. "So I'll be able to try some of your handmade cinnamony treats now." That would be great. It was still something he'd been looking forward to. "You know, work wasn't really what was keeping my busy this time. For the last two weeks, there have been a lot of things going on back home. I'm not living alone anymore." Well, he was never exactly alone when he had his Biyako running about, but she'd get what he meant.
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Post by Deadsketch on Jun 27, 2007 21:13:34 GMT -5
"Hehe, yeah. Well, I did promise I'd bake you something, remember?" She replied, smiling again. He was living with someone? She didn't quite understand who he was refering to, so that did make her a little..nervous or something. He seemed to have done a lot since last she saw him. But nevertheless, she managed a reply. "Oh? What's the story on that?" She raised an eyebrow, smiling.
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Post by ToxicShadow on Jun 27, 2007 21:25:02 GMT -5
"And I can't wait." His words were true. He actually felt...warm...to know that she'd practiced cooking for him. They had practically reached the top, the forestry only a yard or so behind them when War set the containers down and tossed out the blanket across the grass. He turned to look out at the city and the sky washed over with the bright oranges, pink, purples and various hues of each. "Everything has just returned to normal, sort of. My sister, she's back. She's safe now, and you can't believe how happy I am to have her around again. You should meet her." He rambled a bit, smiling into the distance. While his voice wasn't like he was shouting with excitement, it was peacefully ecstatic. "But she's not the only one home. Remember I told you some guy was the cause of all the trouble? Well he's living with us now." To this news, he seemed irritated and against the idea. "He was rejected from his home and, with no where else to go, my sister insisted he stay with us until he was permitted to go back. Not only was she nearly killed because of him, but he's a complete idiot."
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Post by Deadsketch on Jun 27, 2007 21:36:10 GMT -5
"Oh, really? War, that's awesome! You must be enjoying that, you were pretty stressed before, worrying about her and all." She replied, grinning enthusiastically, that was great for him. "Oh, guess you don't especially like that guy, eh?" She smirked, aw, he was all protective and stuff.
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Post by ToxicShadow on Jun 27, 2007 21:45:32 GMT -5
"Of course! You wouldn't believe how surprised I was to have her run in and tackle me." He chuckled a bit. "And since she's came back, I've been helping her settle back in...and she's been helping him deal with everything." He huffed. "Not particularly, but when I said he was an idiot, I meant it. My sister is constantly having to explain simple things to him. Like how to work the tv. He thought dust bunnies were alive and attacking him. And he needed someone to explain to him how to eat a taco." He pointed out, not sounding impressed. "And he doesn't like me either. I think he may be afraid of me for that matter." Now that was amusing. One look at War and Defess became paranoid. "I suppose he's a good guy despite how ridiculous he is, but already know what's going to happen..." Though he didn't dwell on his words, he sat down on the blanket and began opening up the tupperware.
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Post by Deadsketch on Jun 27, 2007 21:54:05 GMT -5
She grinned, laughing lightly at his little stories of that guy. Well, he certainly sounded like a nimrod. "Hah, alright. Understandable. But, it's expected you wouldn't absolutely love the dude, if you want to play the older brother, you do have to have the guy be a little scared, you know? At least he's a nice guy." She shrugged, not that he knew him, but she trusted War would be able to tell if he was bad. She plopped down onto the blanket as well, crossing her legs.
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