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Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2017 10:01 pm
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"Ouch, I dunno, is the coffee as hot as that burn?" Cerpin accepted a cup while shaking his head with a chuckle. He had the decency to look a little sheepish at her immediate shutdown. Taking a sip, he deemed it an acceptable temperature and turned his attention back to the cute redblood. After all, she had laughed at him, that meant there was a little hope.
"Well you must be a psionic then. Cause you can melt my bloodpusher with just a look." He took another sip and stayed right where he was, blocking her way. The lines were cheesy, meant to be ridiculous and break the ice. He enjoyed a bit of verbal banter back and forth, even if it was biting back at him. Sometimes killing a half hour joking around with a stranger was refreshing.
"What's your name, giggles?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 31, 2017 1:40 pm
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She had to give him credit- the coffee line was pretty good. Willing to let it rest at that, Akko returned her attention to stacking cups onto a tray.
Then he had to open his mouth again. Byakko raised a brow, straightening and turning to face Cerpin. She wanted to be surprised he was intent on continuing. She wasn't. This must have been the behavior Tevini had confided in her about. He really was shameless, wasn't he?
A pang of irritation.
"I am psionic," she nodded, brows furrowing in an expression of mock seriousness. "But I have future sight, and I just can't see you getting anywhere with me." Coolly, she took a sip from her own cup.
"Either way, that doesn't sound as painful as this conversation." Flashing Cerpin an amicable smile after her double hit, she picked up the tray and gestured to his positioning. "If I tell you my name, will you get out of my way and let me do my job? I bet you have stuff to be doing, too."
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Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2017 10:59 am
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"Mmm." Akko considered another snappy comeback, but decided that it would likely be more interesting if he pieced together who she was on his own, preferably later on mid-conversation with another rebel. Tevini would be optimal. "Rizzoh," she spoke up, "Rizzoh Sandee."
"I think it's down the west hall," Byakko pointed with her free hand in the vague direction she referred to. "Either way, there's a directory two halls over, sort of by the cafeteria. Lots of bright panels, can't miss it. I'm headed in that direction right now, if you want me to show you." At least it seemed like he was trying to get some work done.
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