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Post by Haruhi Fujioka on Apr 20, 2012 18:31:46 GMT
Haruhi sat at a cafe in New York, drinking a rather plain cup of coffee... one that she was more used to, not the rather expensive one they had at Ouran. She preferred this one better, and she quietly sipped it.
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Post by Taki Ryusuke on Apr 20, 2012 18:54:16 GMT
The agent was out in his suit, an off-day for him. He drove up in the car he'd been approved for, getting out at the cafe, after passing someone on a bench on the way in. Looking around for a moment, he went inside to order something.
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Post by Haruhi Fujioka on Apr 20, 2012 19:08:48 GMT
Haruhi noticed the man walk in, but she didn't say anything, taking another sip of coffee.
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Post by Taki Ryusuke on Apr 20, 2012 19:12:28 GMT
He ordered coffee, and sat in one of the corners, opening up a paper and reading through it, the paper covering his face. He would have propped his legs up, but he didn't want to accidentally break a chair.
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Post by Haruhi Fujioka on Apr 20, 2012 19:15:23 GMT
Haruhi finished her cup, getting up, and going for a second one.
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Post by Taki Ryusuke on Apr 20, 2012 19:25:49 GMT
The paper went down, Taki scrutinizing the new arrival with his senses...and seeing the bumping of the small boy. He was ready to intervene if he had to, taking another sip of coffee.
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Post by Haruhi Fujioka on Apr 20, 2012 19:30:46 GMT
Haruhi looked at him and bowed. "No, you're fine..." she told him.
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Post by Haruhi Fujioka on Apr 20, 2012 19:45:20 GMT
"It isn't your fault..." Haruhi told him.
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Post by Taki Ryusuke on Apr 20, 2012 19:50:09 GMT
Something's off about that man. He mused, turning back to his paper.
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Post by Haruhi Fujioka on Apr 20, 2012 20:11:49 GMT
"It really didn't..." Haruhi said, noticing a man staring at them.
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Post by Haruhi Fujioka on Apr 20, 2012 20:24:50 GMT
Haruhi nodded at him, her eyes still focusing on the other man further away. What was he up to?
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Post by Taki Ryusuke on Apr 20, 2012 20:31:13 GMT
Seems polite-mannered for a big guy. I'll have to see if we have a file on him. Taki thought, the paper hiding his face as he kept reading.
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Post by Taki Ryusuke on Apr 21, 2012 2:14:35 GMT
Having finished the last little part he was reading, he stood up, putting down the paper and walking over. "Is there a problem here?" The person behind the counter explained what happened. "Well how much is he short?" He was told that as well.
Taki thought for a moment, then produced his wallet, filling in the shortfall. "On the house." he gave, and the people would start getting the lemon pie.
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Post by Taki Ryusuke on Apr 21, 2012 2:54:23 GMT
"Depends on what you're comparing me to, big guy." He gave evenly. "Even a warrior needs his dessert." he added, putting his wallet away and turning to go back and finish his coffee.
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Post by Taki Ryusuke on Apr 21, 2012 3:31:17 GMT
"My dear friend, such things shouldn't be discussed in a public place." Taki said, amiably finishing his coffee.
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