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Post by Nobu on Aug 21, 2024 3:17:35 GMT
Bleeding, broken armor, broken bones. Raiden wasn't doing well after that fight and got out of it far from unscathed. It was cataclysmic, he knew he was weak but the enemy made it so apparent how lacking he was. It had to happen on the night that he was going on a date as well, which made it all the more frustrating. A magical night, ruined and putting the possibility that he couldn't see Kysaly again in danger of being the outcome. His armor was shattered in several places from the concussive blows of his enemy, a demonic looking fellow who set a dear friend's estate in Tokyo ablaze with black fire. Almost as if it were flames spitting from the underworld. His friend was actually the very person he was going to call a favor in for to take Kysaly to a fashion show, but her home and her family were threatened because of an unsavory ex-lover who was finally free from imprisonment. A former male model that helped as sexy representation for heteromorphs, Cambion was exposed as being vile and toxic to those he dated in the industry...among other atrocities. Someone who didn't express how dangerous they were to the public, the original arrest attempt went very poorly. Nobu kept checking in on his friend and eventually things fizzled out once Cambion was arrested with proper force. Now, Cambion was able to manipulate his way back onto the streets. Unlike Raiden, he was still as strong as ever after being behind bars for years. That showed with the shards of concrete impaling the lightning vigilante, the burns and the broken armor. Half of his visor was pried off, and the moments of battle kept flashing before Nobu's eyes. Delirious, he was able to use his blue lightning to scare off the Cambion after his friend took her family to safety. Now, he stumbled his way through Tokyo in fear of being caught by hero and villain alike. He couldn't be seen, not after the torrential approach he had to Mummy. Raiden was dangerous. Stumbling through alleys, there just happened to be something clinging to dear life that he needed to see Kysaly one more time before he died. He was going to die. He was on death's door and unfortunately, there was nobody he could go to. Banging on the back door of the cafe, desperate to be comforted as pain shot through every nerve, he clung to this battle between hope and hopelessness simmering in his head. "K...Kysaly. Kysaly!" Please be awake. Please hear my knocks. I don't want to die alone.Kysaly
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Post by Nobu on Aug 21, 2024 0:13:49 GMT
The passionate kiss between them reminded Nobu what he had been missing for so long. They enjoyed each other's company, no moment being wasted as seduction ran parallel to a good conversation and some good food. Affectionate ran ablaze and Nobu spread it himself with every inch he explored. Right there in the street, he would show that his patience could not hold back whatever lust and desire had built from his attraction and enjoyment of Kysaly. Looking down at Kysaly, his expression softened while they hung off of him. The hard features that came from his strong demeanor were releasing and the softer Nobu was showing. Intimacy had a way of unfolding the deepest of layers of a person. But in this moment that he was ready to be softer and more vulnerable in response to Kysaly's beauty, his face would twist when looking at his phone as he went to silence it. First, it was confusion. Then it was concern. Then it was anger. Breaking away from Kysaly so suddenly, they would see the color vanish from his face. In the moment of sweetness they would share, the touch that would tell how much he wanted them, it would shatter abruptly as distance sliced them apart. "I...I have to go. I'm sorry, Kysaly. I have an emergency...please make it home safe."As he began walking away, knowing he was going to feel horrible for not offering a moment of explanation, his eyes would be magnetized to the phone screen. "Lock your door." With a grim look he would walk ahead. Fury roiled within, it was time to be Raiden. Later that night, the sound of storms would be heard. Lightning and its yelling thunder, bolts rippling in the distance with great flashes of light. While Kysaly might not know where it comes from, they would soon find out. Kysaly
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Post by Nobu on Aug 19, 2024 3:52:19 GMT
Nobu wasn't nice and sweet for a lot of people. Usually, he was just direct. When he flirted, he was direct. When he told someone that he thought they were annoying, he was direct. Kysaly followed along, played the game with him and it was going to be rewarded. There was interest, chemistry and mutual desires. As they left the restaurant and Kysaly cutely giggled, and when they turned to face each other he wouldn't waste time with words. Drawn in, Nobu would confidently go for a deep, passionate kiss. The kind that comes when the restraints are finally released off of all the hormonal tension. The kind that was like an unending fire, passion that would captivate and meld the two of them together. He might not have known that Kysaly could feel his pain through it, nor would he know that they could feel his pleasure in its complete honesty, but he wanted it to be known. If Kysaly accepted, his hands would dart around. Touching key areas, finding their way down to the small of their back. It would be a kiss that would go on without a worry for what was going on around them, what time it was or where they were at. When it was done, Nobu would hold Kysaly and give them a look unique to their relationship. Kindness, passion, romance. "This date has been wonderful. With...how I'm feeling, how we're feeling, I'd like to keep you company tonight."Indirect, but respectful. Gentlemanly. Just shy of outright saying he wanted to bed them. He wouldn't respond immediately, but he would feel his phone vibrate intensely. All he cared about was Kysaly. Kysaly
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Post by Nobu on Aug 19, 2024 3:33:31 GMT
Nobu had two roads riding simultaneously in his mind. There was the dark-armored, torrential lightning lord that was Raiden. The one who adopted the darkness in full when it came to eliminating villains. Purge them all, collateral damage to be disregarded. That darkness is what made it hard to be a fully committed person, as there was an understanding. The other road was Nobu and his desires to visit Kysaly, see them grow, spend time with them in grounding activities. Dinner dates, walks along the many hillsides of Tokyo, sharing sweet treats and sweet touch. These roads would eventually intersect, the walker of both being fully away of the dangers. That didn't stop him, as he looked at Kysaly with want in his eyes. Kysaly asked fearlessly about their hands, making Nobu click his tongue and exhale through his teeth softly. "Elegant, precise, wonderful and soft to the touch."Nobu stood, moving over to Kysaly's side and leaning over. This wasn't the moment that they would expect, only a teaser. "I'm going to pay the bill, sweet starling." Blowing another kiss, he would go pay for the soju and poke and would come back, offering his hand. He knew better than to make the old lady suffer, but once they were outside...it was fair game. "I think someone has been waiting for a little return on investment, haven't you?"Playful, he referred to the sudden kiss on the cheek. The time they spent not kissing, not touching, not letting their whims get the better of them. Tonight was going to be a night of passion, regardless of how the roads would wind up later on. He needed Kysaly, a beauty and a brilliant being. It was hasty, lustful and disregarded that they hadn't truly done a deep dive into each other's interests, but that was the sacrifice for good charisma and chemistry. If his hand was accepted, he would eagerly lead Kysaly outside and once they weren't just right in front of the restaurant, would pull Kysaly in almost like a dance. No kiss, simply a closer embrace. Kysaly
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Post by Nobu on Aug 19, 2024 3:13:57 GMT
There was a devil inside of Nobu that was yelling at the sight of such an angel. The way Kysaly relaxed, the way their legs met and clothing protecting the barista but allowing heat to rise all the same. The moment they shared hit all levels of enjoyment for someone in their thirties. The ability to relax, the calm away from any storms. Food, alcohol, a silent tide hiding the intimate desires rearing their heads. "Oh, sweet Kys, there's so much you can provide." He leaned forward, head in hand, and took in Kysaly with a whole new gaze. Lustful, wanting, the feeling of wanting to consume them in their entirety. It was a sinful look, but there was surprising softness entering into Nobu's normally tense features. They were able to make his guard drop, which made playing off the electrical burns a bit harder. Had he remnants on his hands that were not healed? How did they know? There was a fidget, a hesitation. But, his companion's own blushing helped him lead back in. "Oh, you're absolutely right. Handy-work is hard when it's not exactly your original profession. And...well, I could use some work on every stiff inch of my body." Sipping his soju, it seemed like the old lady kept her distance and it allowed him to be so suggestive. Drawing Kysaly's leg towards him, he gave a flicker with his eyebrows the suggested he wasn't being so innocent. "Well, if you like how my hands feel...I wonder if you'll enjoy how my lips do too." He wanted Kysaly so badly. Hands searching, conquering all over. Lips touching, speaking love languages all night as they dance. He knew that it was best not to act immediately, they were more refined than such an easy one night stand. Nobu battled his desires intensely, but his eyes did not hide them at all. Kysaly
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Post by Nobu on Aug 19, 2024 2:51:24 GMT
Had Nobu known that they could feel his pain, he wouldn't have offered his hand. It was a warm gesture, affection that really invites someone in. While the "sharing coffee in the morning" sentiment had a lot of implications, it felt nice. Romantic. There was emotional maturity between the two, neither being the naive kids that malfunctioned at the thought of attraction between one another. Still, had he known that Kysaly could feel all the times he's been burnt by his own quirk, all the times he's been let down... He wouldn't have let them suffer. In ignorant bliss, he enjoyed the moment and the time they got to spend eating. The poke was good, hearty and revitalizing. The vitality they may need required such a complete meal, one way or another. In their moment of shared warmth and sweetness, Kysaly expressed gratitude over Nobu bringing them there. He sipped his soju, making a soft smack with his lips and licking the wetness from them in pure joy. It was one of the few times that Nobu showed a messy side, considering every motion he made was articulate and refined. "Oh, no, the poke would have been great regardless." Teasing Kysaly, he would look so serious before breaking into a smile. "Of course, food is best enjoyed with another and you're so captivating, Kys." With a foot out of its geta, he would lurch it forward and let his sock caress Kysaly's ankle. "It's been a while since I've enjoyed something like with someone else. I know some pretty spectacular shows to attend, I'd love to take you." Treating someone like royalty was how Nobu showed affection. If Kysaly really enjoyed fashion or wanted to experience it since they've spoken of it, Nobu was glad to share that part of himself. He had designer friends he once had as clients that saw Nobu as a good patron for his looks, among other things. "How did my hands feel, Kys?"Kysaly
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Post by Nobu on Aug 19, 2024 1:21:07 GMT
Dialect was a tricky thing to maintain in some parts of the world. It was so complex, an art in itself. To have someone who came from a place that wasn't known for its Japanese be fluent enough to run a business in Japan itself was impressive. Nobu couldn't hide it, nor did he want to, that he was impressed by Kysaly. Nobu had his ability to be shrewd, but being domestic-only made it easy for him. He couldn't imagine doing foreign relations during his corporate days. "Just be glad we don't need to navigate China's breadth of language. I guess that comes with the territory." A humored 'hmph' followed his words to indicate how he found the beast of Cantonese too wide to tackle. As he drank his water, he felt happy that Kysaly had so casually expressed they'd like to visit his apartment. They were clearly weak to more physical expressions, but they must really want to make that morning coffee. Extending his hand across the table, palm-up and offering to take Kysaly's, Nobu hoped they'd hold hands. "Take my hand, Kys, and hear me." Being playfully dramatic, there was humor and sultriness in his tone. "If you want to make me that morning coffee, you're welcome to it." Then, their soju and poke would arrive and if Kysaly would take his hand, there would be a storm behind it. What would come first? The darkness that clutches Nobu's heart or the ecstasy he experiences when thinking about and being around Kysaly? There was a lot of pain, but pleasure too. Popping open the soju, he'd pour for his lovely companion with a smile on his face. "Cheers to a night to unwind!" Taking the chopsticks, he would do a prayer pose with a ritualistic, "Itadakimasu!" Before continuing heavier flirting, they could enjoy some liquid courage and some food. "I bet you worked all day, please enjoy!"Kysaly
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Post by Nobu on Aug 17, 2024 4:24:01 GMT
"Oh, yes, I think you'll enjoy my taste." With a matched wink, there was almost a whisper like a secret being shared between them. Well, Nobu didn't want to mortify the old lady as they entered the restaurant. He couldn't resist quipping back, wondering how dear Kysaly would take the comment. He liked seeing the raw, candid moments coming from them. He invited it, and as long as he made them feel welcome then they'd stay. The way they operated was vastly different from each other. Nobu meticulously put on a suit of armor he desperately needed a crafter to upgrade, even if it was just for the sake of convenience. Kysaly operated seemingly solely within their residence, not that he knew that exactly. He would, destiny called for it. "I'm impressed with your Japanese, don't let anybody treat you like a foreigner. They'll fawn over you, they'll isolate you. If anybody does that, let me know."In a not very subtle offer, Nobu would 'take care' of anybody that harmed Kysaly's well-being. Maybe it was a silly way at expressing his toughness, but it was one thing he was good for. Seeing barista blush, their complimentary water would arrive. Nobu would pour the pitcher himself and wait for the old lady to disappear into the back. "Oh, you've been on my mind, Kys. I would be a fool to not return that kiss." Playfully blowing a kiss their way, he would take a sip from his water. They might need plenty of hydration tonight. "I thankfully have a rather nice apartment paid off from when I was a corporate zombie. So whatever business I get into won't be too close to home. I'd suggest once you blow up, you do the same!" Tapping the table with his fingers, he found himself unable to pull his gaze from Kysaly's beautiful eyes. "What's something you want to experience in Japan? A golden item on your list just waiting for the golden ticket?" The questions were tame, but he wondered how the conversation would evolve. There was one in particular that he wanted to ask out of curiosity, but it would open a can of worms that he wasn't ready for. 'Oh what's your quirk?' 'Oh it's this! What about you?' 'Oh, you know, lightning. Just like that vigilante! But, totally not him!'. An obviously poor path. Eventually, their soju would come and they could really loosen up. Kysaly
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Post by Nobu on Aug 17, 2024 4:02:02 GMT
Approaching dating as a gentleman was a great way to temper most relationships, frivolous or truly romantic. He was undecided on what he wanted from Kysaly, maybe to maintain the fantasy for as long as he could. Eventually that darkness inside of him would come to the surface and it would be then that this picturesque dating would have to be set aside. For now, he would enjoy the delicacy of Kysaly's hands and the air of maturity. It was not his intention to use Kysaly by any means, he just didn't view himself so highly. So when he showed Kysaly a little hole-in-the-wall place, that was reserved for someone who seemed refined in the right ways. Someone who appreciated the fact that he was a gentleman. Leading them in, he would greet the old lady running the floor with very traditional Japanese. He wasn't sure where Kysaly was at with their lingo, but he didn't think much of it and brought them to a booth. "Good, I'm not picky. I keep it simple, umeshu sours are a favorite. Soju is also an easy go-to." The old lady would come on by, greeting the two of them and complimenting Kysaly's looks before making an endearing joke about Nobu finding someone like them. Ordering some poke and soju, he'd let Kysaly decide what kind of fish they wanted. "I take it you live in Tokyo, yeah? How's it been since moving here?"Small talk. He didn't want to bore them, but he also wanted to know more about them. How did they like it? Will they ever visit home? What interests do they have? Run of the mill, but necessary still. "So, did I really have you clutching your pearls for me to return?"Kysaly
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Post by Nobu on Aug 17, 2024 3:36:44 GMT
In Nobu's lifetime, too many people were unsure of what they wanted to do. People had dreams, aspirations that they spent years working on but they didn't spend that same time knowing how to lock someone down. Now, he wasn't ashamed to enjoy the romance and spectacle of getting together with someone and riding the storm. Eventually, those storm clouds would clear and there would be another storm to ride. The boldness that was rewarded by Kysaly was what made it easy to randomly show up and offer to take them to dinner. They could have dinner, talk, and let the tension rise without real pay-off because Nobu was used to that. He wouldn't run away if he actually really liked the cafe owner, he just took the present for what it was. When Kysaly mentioned not getting kissed back, Nobu crossed his arms and smirked devilishly. "It's not that I don't want to kiss you. It's pacing." Turning around and grazing the counter behind him, there was static that danced between its surface and his fingertips. A heat that they may learn in time, just differently. "With proper pacing, the tension will heat us up. The electricity will turn to fire." Turning back around and clutching the counter, he watched Kysaly finish up. "I won't be shy. I want you to make me coffee in the morning. Anyways, dinner time." Walking towards the exit and eventually take the sweet Kysaly's hand. Pulling it in and kissing the back of their hand, he would weave his fingers in their's and lead the way. Not far from the cafe was a restaurant that he frequented, one that had a simple menu with complex ingredients. Poke and soju. Enjoying the walk there, Nobu wouldn't rush. He'd let their waltz go for as long as what felt natural. It was only a five minute walk at most, but he wanted Kysaly to feel welcome in his company. "You'll like this place, they keep it easy. Do you drink at all, Kys?" The intent wasn't to wine and dine, though he hadn't lied about not being shy. Kysaly
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Post by Nobu on Aug 17, 2024 2:30:14 GMT
Kysaly was a unique being. They had an energy that could easily intoxicate someone, which made Nobu surprised that the cafe wasn't busier. They also had an elegance that could not be ignored. The way they leaned into Nobu's advances was shocking, as he expected someone he flirted with to fluster so hard they couldn't function. The grounded nature of romancing someone in a cafe pulled him from the curse that was vigilante life. A fantasy that things could be normal formed as soon as he stepped through that door. As Kysaly leaned into him and they met each other's eyes, his hazels leaning over his lenses and their amethysts shining back, temptation almost lead his lips. No, it wasn't time. It wasn't earned...by either of them. Stepping back and casually dancing about with his feet in a moseying step, hands in pocket, he watched Kysaly finish closing. "Oh yeah, I am happy. Anybody would be, you're beautiful with a touch of mystery." With a deep but sultry exclamation, he would step forward slowly. "Dinner with you, getting to know you, no expectations on you." He wouldn't lie, but he had other thoughts that simmered. He wanted it to be a nice invitation, even if they'd be teasing each other the whole time. As time passed, he would send a quick text before putting his phone on do-not-disturb. "Ready, Kys?"Kysaly
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Post by Nobu on Aug 17, 2024 2:21:47 GMT
The begging, the pleading. It was disgusting coming from the deranged little demon such as Rui. It drew him in closer, as it made him wanted to finish her off even more. As he destroyed the alleyway and left behind char, the explosive might of his lightning would ignite a fire that quickly spread along the walls of this dark corridor. As she crawled and attempted to hide poorly, yelling back out to him before trying to get the police's help, Raiden laughed. Lightning coursed up his arms, color scintillating against the dark metal. Despite being a killer, she wanted to turn to the authorities in an act of desperation. As the force of firing his blue lightning for the first time in a long time had built up so much heat, he could feel that he couldn't let out a real onslaught like he could in his youth. Still, he wouldn't rest until he tried to incinerate her. "Prime Minister. Vulnerable Citizen. What act comes next? Are you truly that afraid when you enjoy blood as you do? It's fun when you can draw it from others..." Charging up, the beacon on his chest would shine radiantly. Finding her attempting to climb a building, smoke would curl through the branch off the alley and roll against Raiden's armor. "The only draw you've known has been the bloodletting of your assassinations. No, we will not call it draw you imbecile."Venomous in his words, he knew he had her with one more good bolt. She was using herself as a hope, which was interesting. Futile, as he simply needed to aim high before she could zoom away. "It's not so fun when death is at the door, is it!? Dying isn't so great, is it Mummy!? I will smite you for your crimes. Die." Erupting from his chest was another blue bolt, lightning so mighty that it would sunder the building. He would be too close, unfortunately, as it would recoil and bury him into the ground. Out of touch with power versus discipline, this would severely injure him at the same time that he would engulf the area in light and shake it with thunder and the might of his bolt. Like a roaring dragon, he would try to engulf Mummy. To her fortune, he would not aim directly for her and would bury himself so hard that she'd have ample time to escape. Frying the nearby electrical systems and spreading the fire, there would be the sound of evacuating people and incoming sirens. This was bad. That meant heroes. "Blasted Mummy..."Rui Matsui
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Post by Nobu on Aug 17, 2024 2:11:39 GMT
Raiden was not known as a kind vigilante when it came to how he treated villains. In fact, he was the definition of a vigilante in the eyes of the law. It was intentional, a twisted display of power and weakness in the system. It was not all for whatever flawed morals he had, as there was a corruption that needed to be cleansed from the heart of the Thunderclap. As Raiden heard his title, he would tense up and sigh. Moving over to Ruri's table, he would look at her with intense frustration and a stern jaw. She wouldn't see his eyes behind those dark lenses, but they certainly yelled 'why the fuck would you do that'. "So...we're just throwing out names like that now? I told you...call me by my name, not my vigilante naaaame..." With a quiet hiss, he would smile at the server while enjoying his drink. "So sorry, the drink is great."Sighing and letting his frustration go, he would look at Ruri and lean into his hand. With his other hand, he would circle the rim of his glass with his index, a tiny crackling stream of electricity running its course and evaporating the alcohol before it had a chance to catch ablaze. "You know, I'm not the most respected by heroes. We should be really careful being in our civvy clothes and identifying ourselves like such."Taking another drink and feeling cold and hot mix from him heating the glass, he would set it down. "How are you doing, Ruri? Any fun adventures since we last saw each other?" Moving past him being name-dropped and forced into a position where if onlookers that were more unsavory for him noticed, he would lazily throw out some small talk. Spectre hadn't arrived and the plan was for all three to meet. Hoshi Makise Mar Kawahara Ruri
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Post by Nobu on Aug 13, 2024 4:03:22 GMT
Attraction was dangerous. It made eyes turn into gemstones, the colors of a person's appearance turn to mana and put the viewer in a trance. The volatility was exciting, meeting so briefly and having such momentum was rare. Most people, reasonably, didn't like such an intrusive level of flirting. Nobu saw Kysaly react, so he leaned. The more they reacted, the more he leaned. Now he couldn't stop thinking about being inches away once more. Maybe even closer. Slowly walking further in as Kysaly cleaned frantically, Nobu would just 'mhm' in response before being behind the counter and resting against the wall, chest showing like he was exposing midriff. He saw the draw Kysaly wore, appreciating its warm style. Fidgeting with his lighter, he was tempted to step out for a smoke but wanted to smell good. Using a light, quality scent he procured from a friend in the fashion business, he would hope it would tickle Kysaly's nose and make them anticipate the next steps. "You look good, Kys. I can't wait to stare at you all night." Would they spend more than an hour or two together? How long could Kysaly stand Nobu? The real test of their connection will come from emotional attraction, the physical was easy. As to not fail at being a gentleman AND their personal incubus, he drifted forward and came close to Kysaly. "I'm making you close up, need help?" Hand on the table and leaning over their shoulder, he asked gently. Softly. Sensual. Kysaly
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Post by Nobu on Aug 13, 2024 3:34:37 GMT
Music wasn't often Nobu's main form of distraction. There were specific cases when he needed it to calm him, focus him. Tonight, he was going to take Kysaly away from their shop to a nearby place. It was sudden, a spontaneous appearance like lightning striking. Good thing that was his specialty. Wearing pale, low-profile geta (wood sandals) with black slacks and a vibrant yellow, satin, long-sleeve button up that had the top two buttons undone for breathability, he stood casually and jammed to music. What was this? Usually he cracked away like a storm as per his nature. There he was, retro wired headphones playing emotional alternative music. The glasses he wore were perfectly around with black frames and lenses. Tapping his fingers against the wall, the former hero-in-training would marathon through the perplexing nature of his thoughts. The kiss on the cheek, the unique mismatch of amethysts in their eyes, the homely vibe of the cafe. It was a lot. Humming along to his music and bobbing his head gently, he would raise his hand. With wriggling fingers, lightning danced between them. Like leaves in the wind, the energy swirled around and within. It was a reminder that he wasn't great, he was just charismatic when he wanted to be. Kicking off the wall, he took the block-long walk to Kyss Cafe and prepared himself. It was the evening time, a nice but often vacant hole-in-the-wall restaurant was especially dead at this time. Nobu wasn't anything spectacular, but he might as well have fun. Sliding into the cafe and standing from the entrance, he kept his hands in his pockets. The only customer within left and he looked over to Kysaly. "Hey Kys, want to get out of here?" Kysaly
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