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6/24/2016 2:38:51 PM
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"There's coffee downstairs, babe."
She pulls him up from the bed, and kisses him, smiling.
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"That's good.. Yes.." He, once he was standing, returns the kiss and the smile, though he had to bend his knees a little. Though I don't know Miri's length..
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She's about six feet in height. "Get dressed. I'll be downstairs."
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He's too, actually. "Okay, dearest. I'll join you in a sec."
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She smiles, walking out of the room.
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He swiftly grabs his clothes - still the same white T-shirt and black shorts from before - and slips into them. He then puts on his sneakers, and walks out the room.
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He could hear many things coming from below. The comotion of the kitchen, and four voices. Three of them were feminine voices, and the last one was masculine. Although, the male spoke with an accent that was reminiscent of a Japanese accent.
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Edited by Nibber Schipper: 6/24/2016 3:41:08 PMLucas 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.
