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Post by Tarik al-Menjari on Jan 23, 2018 16:59:16 GMT -5
"I don't mind, but I must afmit hat not basking at tge glory of your presence will be hard." He smiled wickedly.
"As for rumors, well I must admit, I'm starting to feel disillusioned with the lack of quality gossip in this school."
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Post by Otomo Katsumi on Jan 23, 2018 17:20:15 GMT -5
She wags her finger. "Gossip no matter the quality is still damaging. As an Otomo one has to maintain her public image." She shrugs her shoulders. "Besides I imagine you'll be fine for but a few scant minutes outside of my presence. Though I am quite humbled by your flattery Tarik-San."
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Post by Tarik al-Menjari on Jan 23, 2018 17:25:38 GMT -5
"Among the proverbs of the Little Prophet is one that addresses the subject. Pillow talk, trash talk, court talk, all kinds of talk are good as long as it's about you. I guess we perceive things in different ways."
They had reached the parking lot.
"I have little choice but to suffer in solitude I guess, since Otomo-sensei is about to go to her car. Where have you parked?"
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Post by Otomo Katsumi on Jan 23, 2018 17:28:27 GMT -5
She pulls out her phone and sends a quick text. "My driver will bring my car around in a moment. You are not parked far are you?"
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Post by Tarik al-Menjari on Jan 23, 2018 17:32:25 GMT -5
He waved away her concern.
"Otomo-sensei is too kind, but she shouldn't worry about this soulless demon. Aziz is already there and my ride should be arriving soon. Mind me if I ask for your phone."
He looked at her in a conspiratorial way.
"I want to load for you the address of my suite."
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Post by Otomo Katsumi on Jan 23, 2018 19:50:34 GMT -5
She sighs and hands Tarik her phone. "Very well. Do what you must." Will burn it later and replace it. How annoying.
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Post by Tarik al-Menjari on Jan 23, 2018 20:36:41 GMT -5
He loaded the map application and set the route. Then he returned the phone to her.
[Time jump to his suite?]
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Post by Otomo Katsumi on Jan 23, 2018 20:52:56 GMT -5
[Ayep sounds good to me]
She enters her limo. Putting on a pair of sunglasses as she does so. "Very well then. I shall meet you at your manor." With that the door closes and the limo drives off. A Gaijin manor... I can only imagine what horrors await me there.
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Post by Tarik al-Menjari on Jan 23, 2018 21:09:56 GMT -5
The suite was the top floor of a condo. Aziz waited for the Otomo in the underground parking lot by the elevator. He bowed when she approached and motioned to her to follow him. He pressed some keys on a panel and the elevator took them straight to Tarik's living room, or at least one of them. The house was large (5 bedrooms, 2 living rooms, 5 bathrooms, 2 kitchens, 1 gaming room, 1 dining room and of course a pool). Its style was mostly Rokugani. There were some gaijin features, but nothing too blatant.
Tarik had already changed into board shorts and a t-shirt and was chilling on a relining chair by the pool smoking a hookah. When she arrived he got up and bowed.
"Otomo-sensei, welcome to my house. Please join me." He greeted her and motioned to another reclining chair next to his.
The pool room was quite spacey. One would notice that the ceiling could be retracted to make it an open air room. The temperature of the room was set quite high in contrast to outside.
"Are you sure you don't want a swimming suit?"
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Post by Otomo Katsumi on Jan 23, 2018 21:13:39 GMT -5
She chuckles and shakes her head removing her sunglasses. My my it isn't the jungle I expected it to be. Maybe these Gaijin can be taught. "The weather is making it disagreeable for me to jump in the water. So I'm afraid I'll pass on the swimwear." How long do you plan to give me the run around before you and I get onto business.
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