Posts by slopyjoes

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    "Then why don't we get going?" Nathaniel said while he held the door open for her. "After you."
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    "One of my favorite bars in all of England. It isn't very well known, but the wine is exquisite," Nathaniel said as he glanced back at Chantelle. She seemed happy that someone was treating her with respect, it didn't seem to go that way very often.





    "It isn't too much further from here, I apologize for making you walk this far," He had an apologetic expression on his face.
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    "Thank you," He said as he pulled a stool out for Chantelle. He pushed it back in and sat himself.




    "Two glasses of your finest red wine, please," He requested with confidence.
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    "Absolutely, I've got it under control," Xe said as he grabbed a log.


    He put several logs in a small pile in the middle of their campsite, and put tinder within them. He went to his tent and reached inside his bag for a lighter.


    It's missing...? His confusion led him outside again.


    "Neko, where's the lighter? I think I've lost it..." Xe sighed.

    "Thank you for making yourself useful Colton," Xe snickered. He thought he was hilarious.


    Xe went back into his tent to fetch his glasses, he couldn't see much without them. He returned to the fire and sat right next to Neko.


    "Are you cold? I can feel you shivering," Xe asked. "I'll get you a blanket."

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    "With your looks, I'm sure you would make an exceptional waitress," He gave Chantelle a smile. He truly thought she was beautiful, however a bit young.
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    Nathaniel saw this grin, and gave a slight nod back. He took a sip of his wine, swirling it in its glass after.




    "I assume the wine is to your liking?" He inquired as took another sip from the glass.
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    "Colton, you're freaking me out. Please stop touching the fire..." Xe suddenly didn't feel well.


    Why am I... Wait. He knew exactly why he didn't feel well. This only happened when he was about to shift into one of his spirit animals. This wasn't the time for it to happen, considering it embarrassed him to shift even when he was alone.


    In front of everyone...? Just kill me... A large puff of grey smoke surrounded him as he quickly shifted into an animal; a rabbit.


    Xe sat as an off white colored rabbit wearing glasses next to Neko, still covered by the blanket. He was beyond embarrassed and hoped no one would reveal him from under the blanket. Leave me be... Please...

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    "I'm glad," He swirled the wine once more. "So, why don't you tell me about yourself, Miss Chantelle? I'm intrigued to know."
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    "Are you feeling alright, Chantelle? You seem troubled..." Nathaniel Walters gave a nod to their bartender.




    "Why don't you come with me, and I'll see what I can do for you," He put her arm over his neck and began to walk her out of the bar. The bartender followed close behind.
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    As the two men walked Chantelle to their studio, they made sure to take as many alleys as possible. No witnesses, no suspicion. Of course they had worn mostly black, hoping no one would glance at them, if anyone happened to have been out this late.




    "What a shame... We're making her walk all this way again? Definitely not gentleman-like," Nathaniel took a glance at Edmond, who was following them closely behind.
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    As Nathaniel and Edmond approached their "studio," Chantelle began to regain consciousness. Not that it mattered, she would be paralyzed and out of it for hours anyways.




    "Mind getting the door for me, Edmond?" Nathaniel was pleased with himself.
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