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Post by Tarik al-Menjari on Jan 16, 2018 8:59:25 GMT -5
As promised he had returned everyone to campus before the start of the third class. He had faked going to a random class in order to avoid unnecessary whining by, well, everyone and was now heading back to the parking lot alongside Aziz. He wasn't sneaking. It would have been pointless given the discreet gorilla pn his side. He wasn't even paying attention to his surrounding since he was texting to Hiroko. He would love a shiatsu session once he was back home. Bayushi Chiyo |
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Post by Bayushi Chiyo on Jan 16, 2018 15:09:07 GMT -5
Chiyo caught the gaijin winding through the parking lot as she was just about to head to the corner store for some gum and ‘loot’. It feels like it’s already been a month since they saw each other last. He forgot all about me, she thought with a sniff, remembering the events well. He was surrounded by so many pretty girls that he couldn’t tell where they began or ended. What a shameless player!
Okay, so she was mostly upset because she wasn’t the sole focus of his attention. She would admit it wholeheartedly, yes. But that was not at all what attracted her to Tarik in the first place.
It’s not like he was her dark prince from a far off land sweeping her off her feet and carrying her into the sunset. That kind of thing only happens in stories, anyways.
No. He’s a contact. A contact with many contacts. As long as that was true, she couldn’t let him out of her sights for long. Not unless she wanted to lose another little duckling to the big bad world.
“Tarik-sama?” She fell into step with him, as if she simply turned a corner to start walking by his side. “You seem troubled.”
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Post by Tarik al-Menjari on Jan 16, 2018 15:21:06 GMT -5
He was surprised at being addressed. At least the voice was familiar. He realised that he had been kind of a dick to her yesterday. They got to the party together and all, but he lost her afterwords. He read Hiroko's last text and was relieved that she was available. He locked it and bowed.
"Chiyo-sama, what a pleasant surprise." He looked around mocking a conspiratorial look.
"Are we skipping class?"
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Post by Bayushi Chiyo on Jan 16, 2018 23:24:38 GMT -5
She frowned, lips pursed slightly."I decided against it," she admit, though she casually defended her reasoning for doing so. "As I understood it, none of the classes available in the afternoon were of any interest to me. Would it not be more rude to attend a class I have little to no vested interest in as opposed to relieving the teacher of yet another burdensome student to teach?"
Chiyo looked up to the sky, hands on her sides as she arched into a stretch. "And you, Tarik-san?"
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Post by Tarik al-Menjari on Jan 17, 2018 0:16:18 GMT -5
"Following your reasoning I should have stayed in bed this morning. Well economics wasn't tgat bad." He responded.
"Anyways definitely skipping this one. I am going home, just set up a shiatsu session. Do you wanna join?"
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Post by Bayushi Chiyo on Jan 17, 2018 12:52:58 GMT -5
“It sounds rather tempting, Tarik-san.” She gazes off towards the corner store. She could pass on the little deal they’ve arranged today and pick up the goods tomorrow. She really wants to know what lies in store for the foreign prince and his Utaku lover but imagination works wonders. It’ll have to do for now.
“I do have the time—I would be honored to accept your invitation.”
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Post by Tarik al-Menjari on Jan 17, 2018 13:07:18 GMT -5
That was too easy... Is she doing that on purpose or I am that awesome. Yeah tight... Lol.
"Limo is that way, so if you may follow me." He suggested and offered his hand.
"Your absence was noticed at the party."
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Post by Bayushi Chiyo on Jan 17, 2018 18:31:04 GMT -5
"You brought me, Tarik-san. As well as several other beautiful young women. I was intimidated."
Yeah, ya prick. What do you expect? Clearly he's a player...might even be the gaijin equivalent of Mochihiko-san.
The thought made her wince. I really hope not. Rokugan can barely contain all these egos.
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Post by Tarik al-Menjari on Jan 17, 2018 18:36:00 GMT -5
He smiled and moved his head in disagreement.
"Half of them dig the boob specie. You shouldn't have worried about that." He opened the door of the limo for her.
"I am not sure why you felt this way though. Do you expect me to make a pass on you?"
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Post by Bayushi Chiyo on Jan 17, 2018 21:11:29 GMT -5
The boob species? He must be referring to the fact that most of them were into other women rather than men. Still, not the best portrayal and quite telling of how Tarik views the fairer sex, defining them solely by their attractive curves. I mean, it's useful to know that I can charm this snake though.
That kind of attitude only means such a thing should be easier.
She pauses by the door instead of sliding into the limo immediately, trying to meet his eye. "I was expecting the man who invited me to acknowledge my existence. Once you sat down with the others, you never once inquired about me or for me. You do not know enough about me to have a reason to avoid me, so I assumed you had more interesting people to spend your time with. Am I incorrect?"
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