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Esmme
See you later, Cole. "How do you know?"
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01-07-2014, 02:03 AM
((Sorry about the delay, guys!  ))
"Excuse me. Do you know Hotaru Lunair?"
Vos almost missed what she said. Another drink was set beside him, and he thanked the waitress as she moved on. The Uni that took the table beside his was slender and had long hair - that was he registered before tuning her out. He wasn't fond of their kind. Not with the way they often received special treatment, and expected to be treated like royalty. They were here to have fun, and to charm their way into the hearts, minds, and beds of everyone else.
Gold eyes moved down to his own mug, and just as he lifted the drink to his lips he realized that the Uni had been talking to him.
"Lunair?" Vos' voice was husky and deep. After thinking for a few seconds, he shook his head and returned to his drink. "No." Talkative? No. Antisocial? Sometimes. Right now? Absolutely. "Why do you ask?"
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The lithe figure ignored the looks he received from a few of the people he passed on the street. He was well-dressed, which labeled him as a Uni - yet the way he moved was nothing like the care-free Uni. He walked as though he owned the world - like a Pyrate. It didn't matter. Not to the passing civilians and avatars that littered the streets. Lesser beings, all of them. Every one of them would die in time. Cain, though? Cain would live on while everyone else lost their lives.
He drew in a slow, deep breath. His lovely companion had left him a note to decipher. This said note was riddled with odd references and names. Was it partially a rhyme? Cain's analytic mind had figured it out within minutes. He'd pondered whether or not he should go to Odessa. He never went to anyone - they came to him. This was quite the interesting turn of events. Cheeky of her, really. Then again, Odessa was quite the odd piece to the puzzle.
An icy gaze moved to the building across the street. The cafe where Odessa had gone was busy for a rainy day. Cain wasn't fond of people. He'd manage to weave through the streets, but ... now she was just drawing him out into the public eye. It was a brilliant way of doing it, too. They both knew that Cain had a difficult time turning down a challenge. This little riddled taunt was a risky way of trying to get Cain to meet Odessa on her own terms.
Watching from across the street, Cain's blue eyes lingered on the people he could see through the rain-splattered window. A Pyrate. A few Uni. Some Hatters. There, over in the corner. He glimpsed the auburn hair and smiled slightly to himself. He'd pinned the right place. He hadn't bothered being inside a cafe in years....
Cain stepped across the street unhurriedly, ignoring the rain that drizzled over him. By the time he opened the cafe door, he was only damp. His gaze immediately locked on Odessa as he moved through the tables. Foolish girl.
"Clever," Cain tossed a crumpled paper onto the table. Taking a seat before his companion, the male gave her a grim smile. "Why would you bring us here, Odessa?" He kept his composure, trying not to look uncomfortable or stiff - stiffer than usual, anyway. Cain never had enjoyed the public.
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