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Post by KO TAKESHI on Apr 29, 2013 0:29:20 GMT -5
 Takeshi manages to find himself a seat despite the filled cafe, a table for two that he has all to himself, the cup of coffee and plate of sweet smelling cinnamon roll are quickly set on the table as if to say 'Mine, do not touch'. Further emphasized by the man sitting on the table, and a curious glance around to ensure that nobody had been eyeing his table with longing glances. Satisfied with his claim, he takes a sip from his coffee, which is black with no cream or sugar, finding it well to his liking as per usual.
So different this current life was, from the rages of the war field, of blood and flesh that fueled them on for further bloodshed, into a subtle tense murmur of would-be fighting where words and discussion were as fatal as bullets. Takeshi knows which one he prefers, but that doesn't mean he has to like his current predicament. Of course, he isn't wearing anything special for a visit to the coffee shop, a well-fitting shirt, similarly comfortable pants, and his black eye-patch of worn leather. His dog tags feel warm just over his chest, hidden from the rest of the world underneath his clothes, acting like reminders from the duty he was pulled out from, and the duty he is now given. To protect civilians from unwarranted harm, from either his kind or their own, but subtly so as not to cause panic from the population.
Somehow he can't decide if he likes being subtle or not. |
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Post by KIMURA SUZUME on Apr 30, 2013 12:15:37 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true]Gotta make it to the center of the circle, grab my hand Tell the DJ drop the beat Don't play some other motherfuckin' band She received the message in the morning, during her morning practice. It was from an anonymous number so she could only assume the sender. She'd read the message during break, and finished up slightly earlier than she usually did, to go out and find her partner because he is of course included in this mission.
She spends an hour half-heartedly searching the city for him to pass time because the mission isn't until later in the afternoon. She spends half-an-hour looking for her partner for real before walking into the nearest cafe, just to find him there. She can't say she's surprised, but she can't say she isn't either. She's disappointed in herself she didn't think of walking into a cafe sooner.
Without hesitation, she walks over to the table he's claimed and sits down across from him. "I've got a job for us." She says. |
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Post by KO TAKESHI on May 1, 2013 19:52:37 GMT -5
He wouldn't admit it, but he was a tad surprised by her sudden appearance. They're relationship is professional at best, keeping well away from each other's personal lives with the exception of the usual comment, and he had a feeling this would be no 'How are you doing' meeting.
A bit miffed by the fact that she decided to take a seat on what's his, no matter how petty it may feel, he instead gives himself a small pat on the back for being able to assess the situation correctly. His hand is still curled around his coffee, taking another sip before setting it down. His eyes look her over, attempting to guess what they could possibly be sent for. But she doesn't seem to have anything out of the ordinary, which makes sense. It would jeopardize their success should they discuss anything in a place as public as a cafe.
"When do we leave?" He says firmly, not betraying the after thought of disappointment that maybe he wouldn't be able to eat up his cinnamon roll. |
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Post by KIMURA SUZUME on May 13, 2013 22:55:47 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true]Gotta make it to the center of the circle, grab my hand Tell the DJ drop the beat Don't play some other motherfuckin' band "We leave whenever we need to," She states. "Preferably soon."
Suzume crosses one leg over the other and glances around the cafe. It's quaint, she guesses it's nice, not particularly in her taste range, but she's not really in the position to judge. The baked goods smell nice at least. She tugs on her gloves under the table, making sure they're on properly.
She's no good with small talk, she doesn't really know of anything she actively has in common with her partner anyway. "There's supposed to be a raid lead by AMA on a complex housing a bunch of mutants or some shit. They want us to get the AMA group to back off." Suzume holds back the smirk that nearly spread across her face. She's not bloodthirsty, she's not a maniac, but a little violence never hurt her too bad. She can't but look forward to beating the shit out a few AMA members. "Violence is allowed, if talking doesn't work."
ooc: wow i'm really shitty, be mad at me. |
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