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Post by Mezool / Cindy-Jane Chappelle on Feb 3, 2012 9:19:28 GMT
Mezool looked over the card she had gotten a few months ago. McKenzie was gone, and the wedding had ended the previous night.
She could only vaguely remember what had happened, but she remembered someone she had fought. Someone that stirred up some memories.
At any rate, she remembered what she had found after she woke up, other than the torn up street. She looked at it for a while longer, deep in thought.
Not entirely certain, she walked over to the phone, holding it to her ear for a while before she dialled the number.
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Post by Kakeru Daishori on Feb 3, 2012 11:15:37 GMT
Lounging in his upstairs room, Kakeru sighed. A battle the day before had just about exhausted the Priiiide, so he couldn't go on any missions today. Luckily, to end the monotony, a sound rang out through the room. A tone, the opening piano solo of Doubt & Trust, one of Kakeru's favorite songs. His ringtone, in fact. He was getting a call. Kicking the underside of his table, the phone flew into the air, and landed in Kakeru's hand. He flipped it open, holding it up to his head. "Yo, moshimoshi~ What can Kakeru do for ya~?" |
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Post by Mezool / Cindy-Jane Chappelle on Feb 3, 2012 11:21:57 GMT
"Kakeru? I don't think I'm familiar with that name." Mezool said, cutting into English.
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Post by Kakeru Daishori on Feb 3, 2012 11:34:23 GMT
Kakeru sat upright, a puzzled look on his face. "Hm? Your voice sounds familiar...And beautiful. Anyway, since you don't seem familiar with me, is there any reason you have my number?"
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Post by Mezool / Cindy-Jane Chappelle on Feb 3, 2012 11:35:51 GMT
"Cut the crap. You left me to die in an alley." Mezool snapped, anger flaring through her.
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Post by Kakeru Daishori on Feb 3, 2012 11:38:24 GMT
Kakeru sighed, leaning back. "I figured it was you, Mezool. I believe you should remember the cases full of Cells I left there for you. And the note, which you obviously must have read to have gotten this number. At no point did I actually WANT to fight you. It was a misunderstanding the whole time."
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Post by Mezool / Cindy-Jane Chappelle on Feb 3, 2012 11:39:22 GMT
"You came after me for my medals and attacked me." Mezool replied dryly.
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Post by Kakeru Daishori on Feb 3, 2012 11:53:14 GMT
Another sigh, and a followup explanation. "I sought you out for the purpose of borrowing your medals, willingly, for just a moment. You assumed my intent was violent. You stated hostile intent, so I acted as such. The entire reason we are able to discuss such is my desire to apologize for the whole thing. If you'd like, I'd do so in person."
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Post by Mezool / Cindy-Jane Chappelle on Feb 3, 2012 12:00:43 GMT
Mezool bit her lip. She still hadn't forgiven him.
"Fine." She said after a while, sighing away from the phone.
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Post by Kakeru Daishori on Feb 3, 2012 22:41:21 GMT
Kakeru sighed again, though picking up a lighter tone. "Come on, don't be like that. How about I apologize over dinner, my treat? You can choose any place you'd like."
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Post by Mezool / Cindy-Jane Chappelle on Feb 3, 2012 23:33:25 GMT
"That sounds awfully close to a date." Mezool pointed out, but not entirely hostile.
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Post by Kakeru Daishori on Feb 4, 2012 1:36:57 GMT
"Well, you could see it that way. If you want to." Kakeru responded coyly.
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Post by Mezool / Cindy-Jane Chappelle on Feb 4, 2012 6:24:35 GMT
"A man shouldn't be indesicive like that." Mezool replied, toying with him.
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Post by Kakeru Daishori on Feb 4, 2012 6:34:19 GMT
Kakeru chuckled. "Indecisive? Oh no no, you misunderstand. I was merely giving an option.But, I guess if you don't want to..." He trailed off, waiting to see her response.
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Post by Mezool / Cindy-Jane Chappelle on Feb 4, 2012 7:08:05 GMT
"I'll take up your offer." Mezool said after a moment.
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