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May didn't have much of a reaction to the way Akuryo responded to her words. Damn, why was it so hard to read his expressions? This entire time she'd been trying to suck information out of him and yet he was dry as a desert on the information level. It took a lot of effort not to let the frustration show on her face. Gathering information from him shouldn't be so hard! Then again, this kid was a walking dealth-trap. You never knew exactly what he was going to do or when he was doing to pull the trigger.

"Where were you thinking of going?"

His words drug her from her brief daze. She released his hand, grabbed it once more with the other, and pulled his arm around her shoulders. Her other arm snaked around his waist, her fingers looping through his belt-loop. He was only around three inches taller, give or take a little, so she fit snuggly against his form.

"I've got to get some food for the fridge and the boss wants us to lure out some x-eggs, so I figured we could go down-town," May thought aloud. "I hear some brat has been playing the piano there as well, so I thought we'd steal away her hopes and dreams." She actually seemed to enjoy the idea of ruining someone else's life, but then again perhaps that someone happened to be a person of great distaste. "Say, I heard that Kengi confirmed that a new Guardian was added today. There's rumor around Easter that she holds the Lock." As she spoke, they exited out the building - a car was waiting for them out front.

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"Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we--"

"No!" Skylar struggled to keep down her temper in the middle of the shopping district. It was the down-town area of the part of the city and cars weren't allowed to drive down this street. For that purpose she was walking down the yellow line, balance perfect but mind elsewhere.

Rue frowned at her bearer. "I was just asking," she muttered quietly.

A sigh escaped the redhead. "Fine. I'm sorry. Just try to be a little less irritating about it."

The streets were always crowded around this time of night. Skylar hated coming late, but the problems after school had really cut back on her time to go shopping. She hurried into one of the stores and got as many items on her list in the shortest amount of time as possible. From there she continued to the center of the shopping district where a large piano had been blocked off with ropes. Lips pursed, she scurried over to one of the guards, handed him her groceries, and ducked under one of the ropes.