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Post by Shosuro Saito on Feb 7, 2018 14:05:33 GMT -5
"We have our charms," Saito says, comically feigning hurt feelings.
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Post by Mirumoto Rey on Feb 7, 2018 15:01:56 GMT -5
"Yes, we do!" She exclaims. She's one of them now!
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Post by Shosuro Saito on Feb 7, 2018 15:33:26 GMT -5
"I meant older men," he corrects her with an amused shake of his head. The oven timer beeps, and Saito leaves her to peruse his bookshelf while he sees to breakfast. Upon said shelf, his collection is eclectic to say the least; Science Fiction, Fantasy, many Cooking and Chemistry books, biographies of famous Scorpions, mystery novels. It was a little of everything. There weren't any figurines, except for a small plastic Scorpion sitting on one of the middle shelves.
From the kitchen, Saito tells Rey, "They just have to sit for about 5 minutes."
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Post by Mirumoto Rey on Feb 7, 2018 16:09:26 GMT -5
Rey checks the books, but doesn't reach for any of them, of course. Quite a few people she has met have an issue with that. "Yes, older men..." She says and sounds a bit distracted. Science fiction and fantasy. Always good. Chemistry and cooking. People should love what they do, so also good. Biographies of famous Scorpion. Well.... "You cannot possibly be as old as Doji sama. You two are in a very different category of this group."
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Post by Shosuro Saito on Feb 7, 2018 16:35:22 GMT -5
"Oh, no of course not," Saito scoffed as he began to plate the bacon cups, with polenta and egg nestled inside them. "There's nearly two decades between him and me... though, the same is true for us, Doctor. Of course, in his case, it's my preferences of gender for romantic company that I consider, before my partner's age."
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Post by Mirumoto Rey on Feb 7, 2018 16:39:59 GMT -5
Rey looks at him for a moment. Scorpion and their flowery language.... "That was kind of confusing. Do you mean that you are gay or not? Not that I mind in either case or that it is my business."
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Post by Shosuro Saito on Feb 7, 2018 17:42:34 GMT -5
"Well... you must have put me off balance this morning," Saito says, returning to the table to serve. "I thought I was using a proper amount of disdain when discussing the desirability of our Principal to convey my lack of interest. I'll be sure to adjust in future." He places a plate with a number of bacon cups, brimming with baked eggs over cheese-covered polenta, in front of Rey.
"I prefer the company of women, exclusively," he says plainly to avoid further confusion. With a smile, he adds, "I don't let just anyone touch my laptop."
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Post by Mirumoto Rey on Feb 7, 2018 18:20:09 GMT -5
Rey is about to touch the laptop again and put some music playing, but she stops. "Is it some kind of pre mating ritual to you?" She clearly teases him. "May I?" She asks with feinted hesitation and points to the laptop. "No strings attached?"
With the teasing done for now, she takes a deep breath. "Marvellous!" The young woman claps her hands once and waits for the Shosuro to take a seat.
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Post by Shosuro Saito on Feb 7, 2018 22:35:11 GMT -5
"I won't attach any strings to you if you don't instruct me to do so," Saito says, holding up his hands in mock defense. "You're the one with the pioneering suture techniques after all, Doctor." He nods in assent to Rey using the computer further, then sits down at the table next to her, waiting for his guest to dig in first.
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Post by Mirumoto Rey on Feb 8, 2018 5:30:08 GMT -5
The woman laughs. "I'll keep that in mind if I ever find myself in an instructor's mood."
She looks at the ceiling and closes her eyes to whisper a small prayer. Then another clap of her hands follows. "Itadakimasu, Shosuro san!" She samples the bacon first and smiles broadly after swallowing. "Wonderful! As crispy as it should be!"
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