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This is where Sol Avenue and Hildre Street intersect.
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Hildre Street and Sol Avenue is a part of 
Wing City.
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Katja Sterling [8] Sometimes things happen in life that we don't understand. We ask 'why?' of any higher power that might be listening. Sometimes, there are reasons that we just don't understand at the time.
Dr. Petru Sterescu [8] "The person who tries to live alone will not succeed as a human being. His heart withers if it does not answer another heart. His mind shrinks away if he hears only the echoes of his own thoughts and finds no other inspiration." -Pearl S Buck
Kyou [4] Un-egotistical boy. He was always curious and will most likely annoy you~
Archibald Grey [1] A man you knows what he wants.
Nightbreeze [0] Rawr?
Gal Gniggal [0] A mysterious girl who apparently comes from another realm, Gal Gniggal's true name is unknown. What is clear is that she can manipulate what most of us have termed as "lag", able to create and remove it.
Lily Mikoto [0] A kitsune-type demon. Playful, but it might be best to take care around her.
RockMan Zero [0]
Peter Bentley [0] I can change into whatever I desire.
Brier Tresivani [0] Brier is visiting from the local circus where she is a part of the freak show, she looking for something fun to do in between shows, and something overall interesting to think about all day.
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Yanni nodded, looking him in the eye. "We've got so much in common, there." she told him. "You know, I've never shared a bed with a man before. You're the first man I've ever dated, as well! And look at me, twenty-two in a few days and you'd be my first everything. And quite honestly, though we're going out, I don't...know how to be romantic. I don't know what to do!" Yanni sighed.
"Being normal is just as strange for me. I've been trying to show some semblance of connection with the kid, and I guess that went alright until I asked him to risk his life, but..." She trailed off with a slight grimace, then continued after the pause.
"What do we do, Kazen? What do we do now?"
"Being normal is just as strange for me. I've been trying to show some semblance of connection with the kid, and I guess that went alright until I asked him to risk his life, but..." She trailed off with a slight grimace, then continued after the pause.
"What do we do, Kazen? What do we do now?"
Kazen couldn't help but chuckle, "Have you ever known me to be romantic?" He asked, "Crude, maybe. But not very romantic." Kazen told Yanni.
"I'm hungry, I need new clothes and Sonia, one of our resident brains, wants me to head down to her lab." He told Yanni, "Let's go eat, pick me out some new clothes and then I'll head to The Palace."
"Before you ask, if you were gonna, you can't come with me to The Palace. At least not to meet Sonia at her lab. We don't allow outsiders into such places. Even if they're family."
"I'm hungry, I need new clothes and Sonia, one of our resident brains, wants me to head down to her lab." He told Yanni, "Let's go eat, pick me out some new clothes and then I'll head to The Palace."
"Before you ask, if you were gonna, you can't come with me to The Palace. At least not to meet Sonia at her lab. We don't allow outsiders into such places. Even if they're family."
Yanni shook her head and smiled wide. "No. You never have been, as long as I've known you, but I didn't know how you were with you other lasses."
Not that any of those turned out particularly well...
"You're leaving now?" she asked, frowning. "Oh, ah...alright. You'll remember how to get back here? I'm...not doing much else the rest of the day, so I'll be here when you get home." Something about her next thought allowed her to grin.
"I'll make dinner."
Not that any of those turned out particularly well...
"You're leaving now?" she asked, frowning. "Oh, ah...alright. You'll remember how to get back here? I'm...not doing much else the rest of the day, so I'll be here when you get home." Something about her next thought allowed her to grin.
"I'll make dinner."
"I just said we can go out to eat and you can help me shop for clothes, but... I guess if the kid is living here too you should stay and cook. I don't trust that he has much experience cooking." Kazen said.
He remembered when Yuriko tried to cook once, their first apartment burned down.
He remembered when Yuriko tried to cook once, their first apartment burned down.
Yanni's eyes flew open. "Oh! I didn't hear, uh...we. I didn't mean you meant the both of us. I don't know where the kid is right now-" She turned around, eyeing the room. It was possible, too possible, that he was with them right then and there.
"...but if it comes to it, I can cook a separate dinner for him later."
"...but if it comes to it, I can cook a separate dinner for him later."
"Aye. Me car's around the block at Mary's place, she drove it over for me. We can use that." He told Yanni, "I'm feelin' like Chinese and a conversation about Bruce Lee, what about you?" Kazen asked.
"Sounds perfect," said Yanni, walking past him. She picked up her coat on the way out. "You pick out something on the menu for me. I've only ever eaten Japanese when I was friends with Sang..."
"I almost forgot there was a difference between Chinese and Japanese." Kazen joked as he followed Yanni out.
Yanni was lazing in the couch, laying on her stomach in a bandeau and a pair of shorts. It was freezing outside, but quite warm inside of her house. Enough for that. She never did like cold weather. After all, she was raised up in the tropics. Her first winter in Wing City had been...quite possibly the worse experience of her life.
The woman closed her eyes, face down in a pillow, and felt herself drifting. Visions of events from the last three days flashed by her eyes.
...that kiss.
With a frustrated grunt, Yanni put the pillow over her head.
The woman closed her eyes, face down in a pillow, and felt herself drifting. Visions of events from the last three days flashed by her eyes.
...that kiss.
With a frustrated grunt, Yanni put the pillow over her head.
Kazen pushed the front door open slowly, taking a few careful steps inside as he did his best to balance a few boxes on top of eachother. "Oi." The Irishman muttered to himself in annoyance as he was able to get his body completely inside.
With a foot he carefully shut the door behind himself, moving to place the boxes down against a nearby wall. "Oi, Yanni." He called out, "Irish Thunder's here, love." The Irishman said jokingly.
With a foot he carefully shut the door behind himself, moving to place the boxes down against a nearby wall. "Oi, Yanni." He called out, "Irish Thunder's here, love." The Irishman said jokingly.
Yanni jumped, looking over the couch at Kazen. She smiled, then got herself up to give the man a hand. "Kazen! You've been out all day," she said, looking down at the boxes. "How was it? Did everything go alright?" She scratched the back of her neck.
"It at least looks like you haven't gotten yourself into trouble."
"It at least looks like you haven't gotten yourself into trouble."
Kazen nodded as he slipped his hat off, "Yeah. They're lookin' at me brain. Makin' sure I won't go PTSD on them." Kazen told the woman, tossing his hat over towards the couch.
"I hope bein' gone ain't a problem? I won't be havin' to leave for much longer." He said, "Apparently there ain't no need for me at this point."
"I hope bein' gone ain't a problem? I won't be havin' to leave for much longer." He said, "Apparently there ain't no need for me at this point."
Yanni's hands clasped together. "Oh, is that so?" she said, as if she hadn't heard it from Phinx already. "Is it because you were hurt? Or are you...retiring, at this young age?" She bit her lip. "That seems unlikely, but I don't know...I mean, you're a rather old member of the Invictus, aren't you?"
She was sure she had seen Kazen around before they actually sat down and spoke to one another for the first time. She remembered the Invictus prowling around all the time. Kazen had been there all those years ago, too.
She was sure she had seen Kazen around before they actually sat down and spoke to one another for the first time. She remembered the Invictus prowling around all the time. Kazen had been there all those years ago, too.
"Uh... no." Kazen said with a raised eyebrow, "I'm only 24 and I don't plan on retiring for now." He told Yanni, "We need to learn more about eachother, it seems." The Irishman said with a nod.
"My lack of things to do preceded my injuries, darlin'. I can't pretend I don't know why. Myself and my family don't quite get respect from our own these days." He said, "Except me ma', sisters and me older brother."
"My lack of things to do preceded my injuries, darlin'. I can't pretend I don't know why. Myself and my family don't quite get respect from our own these days." He said, "Except me ma', sisters and me older brother."
"I...actually agree..." said Yanni, fingers tapping together. "I would like to know more about you, Kazen. It...hit me, the fact that we're-" She wrung her lips to the side briefly, "Well, dating, and we really don't know that much about one another." She let out a small sigh.
"Other than your mother, your sisters, and your older brother, who else do you have in your family?"
"Other than your mother, your sisters, and your older brother, who else do you have in your family?"
"That matters?" Kazen asked, "I have cousins and all the usual that comes with family. Nothin' special." He told Yanni, "Aunts, uncles and all that familial goodness." He said with a smile, "I think you've told me you ain't got any family."
"Do you?" Kazen asked, "I don't want to jump the gun, darlin'."
"Do you?" Kazen asked, "I don't want to jump the gun, darlin'."
She shook her head. "No, you're right. I half grew up in an orphanage, half in the streets of my home, stealing food and jumping rooftops. I don't know who my parents are. Never really had a very tragic past, other than not knowing them, either." she informed him. She went to sit down at the couch, gesturing for him to sit down next to her.
"What was it like growing up in a big family?"
"What was it like growing up in a big family?"
"Honestly? It was pretty shitty because we weren't a normal family. We're important. Or we were." Kazen said as he stepped towwards the couch.
"When Ireland freed itself from the British my family was one of the families that played a big role." Kazen said as he sat down, "My father was actually elected president, he served in the military. As did many of me family, many gettin' into politics." He told Yanni.
"Me da' was the de facto head of the family until he died, that's when the fighting hit the surface but it was there before he just kept it under control."
"When Ireland freed itself from the British my family was one of the families that played a big role." Kazen said as he sat down, "My father was actually elected president, he served in the military. As did many of me family, many gettin' into politics." He told Yanni.
"Me da' was the de facto head of the family until he died, that's when the fighting hit the surface but it was there before he just kept it under control."
"So...much of what your family has to do with is from this war," spoke Yanni. Oh, war. "So not being normal...well, what's a normal family like? What made growing up in it...pretty shitty?" came her next question. If they got into so much politics, in the military, surely, he had to of had a rich life, no? Or at least a comfortable one.
"Fighting, backstabbing, insults and things said that keep us from repairing relationships. That's what makes it so shitty." Kazen told Yanni, "I love my family, we all love eachother, but we're Irish too. We ain't just going to let anyone, even our own kin, talk to us and undermine us anyway we want." He said.
"As for normal families you're barkin' up the wrong tree. You might want to talk ta' someone else about that."
"As for normal families you're barkin' up the wrong tree. You might want to talk ta' someone else about that."
"So if you wouldn't know, Kazen," began the gem witch, "How can you say it's not normal? I've never had a family of my own, but...I rarely know anyone who can't complain about their family life. Even if that's not really what you're doing, of course." She sank in the couch next to him, legs folding as she leaned against his side.
"So who's talking down your family?"
"So who's talking down your family?"
"I'm sure most families aren't gypsies involved in politics and constant war. So I'd say it ain't normal for the average person on the planet." Kazen told Yanni with a shrug.
"Who ain't talkin' down about my family at this point?" Kazen asked, "Colin went on to join The Lost, he's fundin' the Casey mob, me family has ties to the old IRA."
"Who ain't talkin' down about my family at this point?" Kazen asked, "Colin went on to join The Lost, he's fundin' the Casey mob, me family has ties to the old IRA."
Yanni sat in the kitchen, poking at leftover lasagna from the night before. Her mind was in several different places. One, thinking about Lochlyn and Jacob. Two, with her mind on Adrian, and the request she had asked of him. Three, was Kazen, and four...was Ja'Aku. Mostly that kiss he had given her. Out of nowhere. How terribly awful of him.
There was a bowl opposite of her, still steaming from blasting it in the microwave, with the fork jammed into the side. Yanni stared at it with a sigh. Conflicting thoughts. Just about every part of her life now had come to difficult decisions. Was it unfair, or was it just her being stubborn, even spoiled?
Had life been too good up until this point?
Another sigh as she jammed her fork into the pasta.
There was a bowl opposite of her, still steaming from blasting it in the microwave, with the fork jammed into the side. Yanni stared at it with a sigh. Conflicting thoughts. Just about every part of her life now had come to difficult decisions. Was it unfair, or was it just her being stubborn, even spoiled?
Had life been too good up until this point?
Another sigh as she jammed her fork into the pasta.
"Making life decisions over pasta?" Adrian remarked as he wandered into the kitchen. The teenager had started to adjust to living with Yanni over the last few days, and was more at ease in her home now. It still felt weird, but no longer tense. "Something on your mind?"
Retrieving a snack from one of the cupboards, Adrian leaned against the counter munching. It hadn't taken him that long to become at ease with taking advantage of the offered food, for sure.
Retrieving a snack from one of the cupboards, Adrian leaned against the counter munching. It hadn't taken him that long to become at ease with taking advantage of the offered food, for sure.
Yanni's eyes flickered up over to Adrian. For a moment, she held her breath, anticipating with a little dread the conversation that was to come. But...well, Adrian had never criticized her before. Not that they really spoke all that much. But, still...
"...do you think I was a bit of an idiot to ask you to go after Lochlyn?" she asked him, quite honestly. Her tone was meek, and she seemed to shrink. "You think it was the wrong thing for me to do?"
"...do you think I was a bit of an idiot to ask you to go after Lochlyn?" she asked him, quite honestly. Her tone was meek, and she seemed to shrink. "You think it was the wrong thing for me to do?"