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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2012 11:53 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2012 11:54 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2012 11:56 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2012 11:58 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2012 11:59 pm
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img]http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q123/aya-inu16/Nekometal.jpg[/img]
☼ ~Niko Kristo~☼
"Well, that's good they didn't do that today," he stated after she said the thing about there being too much sauce last time. He'd noticed her looking at his ears just before that. Laughing in his mind, he thought how if he were standing, his tail would probably do like his ears. If he was happy, like when he started eating just now, or angry, or some other emotion, those canine parts of his body were direct indicators, easily showing how he was feeling. Some of the time, he'd curse this fact, especially if someone tried to pet him. It's not like that wasn't something good, but then he felt it would just give more incentive for someone to treat him like a pet. After a few big bites, he finished his burger and took a drink of his soda. He started eating some of the onion rings, enjoying those as well. "If you want to touch em, go ahead," he said, refering to his ears, tilting his head forward.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 12:01 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 12:03 am
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☼ ~Niko Kristo~☼
His ears twitched slightly at her touch, if he were a cat, he might've started purring, but he was a wolf, so that wouldn't happen. He almost laughed at the thought, before he looked back at her after she moved her hand away from his ears. "Well, I don't mind it much, it's actually a nice feeling." He lowered his gaze to the table, a bit embarrased about admiting that. "But, I don't like having my ears pulled, or someone thinking they can treat me like a house pet. So really, it depends on the person. I never liked having any of my old masters touch my ears, because they'd do one of the things I mentioned before, or something worse." Drinking more of his soda as he looked back up at her, "But, you're different....gentle. So, I don't think I mind too much with you." Pausing for a moment before smirking, "but don't think that means you can go touching them whenever you want now."
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 12:04 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 12:05 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 12:07 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 12:09 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 12:11 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 8:33 am
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☼ ~Niko Kristo~☼
"Alright then." When Amelia looked over at the pendant, he could see in her eyes that she wanted to ask him about it. Picking the pendant up, he put it safely into his pocket, before turning his head and looking where Amelia was looking. Studying the guy's face when he looked at him, Niko made sure he'd remember this person if he'd ever need to. Getting up, he followed her to the exit, wondering what went on between Amelia and this guy, that made her practically bolt from the place. He'd have to remember to ask her about, or let her bring it up herself.
Once they were outside and walking again, he had his hand in the pocket where the pendant was. Even though she hadn't asked it, he could tell she wanted to, "It was from my sister by the way. You looked like you were wondering about it, so figured I'd tell you. She gave it to me as a gift, years ago, before I was taken to be a slave."
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 8:35 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 8:43 am
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☼ ~Niko Kristo~☼
When she showed him the jewelry counter, he looked in at the stuff there, hoping to find a chain to use. Watching her walk off, he had a few thoughts in his mind. He'd still been wondering about earlier when she paled at his not eating comment. Also, there was the guy that she didn't want to speak to, which they practically flew from the place to get away from him. He knew she probably was wondering a few things as well, and if she asked, he'd probably answer her. Turning his attention back to the counter, his eyes scanning over the chains there. There was one that got his attention after looking for a few minutes. It wasn't exactly a metal type of chain, but it wasn't something stringy either. It looked almost leathery, and looked long enough. Walking up the stairs, he found Amelia laying down on one of the sofas, a water bottle in hand. "I think I found a good one." Going back down to where he was looking, he showed her the chain when she got there.
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