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Al could vaguely feel himself being carried, gravity trying to pull him down to meet the ground, but he was being supported. His mind suddenly snapped back to alertnesss and he looked around himself with his dark eyes. "You know you guys can put me down now... Right?" He asked quietly. "I don't need an armed escort wherever I go... And I don't need to be shot when I use my first gift just once..." He muttered coldly, his black bangs falling in front of his face while he had no way to move them.

"He's come to... Put him on a bench and leave him." The older suit said, his ordered obeyed by the younger. They walked off leaving Al alone on the bench. "You know you didn't have to make me seem like a total a*****e you idiots... Didn't you see that babe back there?" He called out loudly.

Al looked at the girl. He had no idea she was standing right there. Oh well. "And what if I am?" He called out obnoxiously, not caring if she knew or not. "There're plenty of babes around here, I could've been talking about that Pele girl!" He answered. "However..." He said, walking up to her. "You don't look so bad yourself... The name's Al... Albert Suarez." He told her, not skipping introductions. "So what did a girl like you do to end up in the place I'll be calling hell for about four years... Or until they get sick of me..." He said with a dangerous grin.

Al felt a cold chilling across his hand, paralyzing it as well as freezing it. He grinned quietly to himself then said. "Well... Looks like hell might freeze over with you here..." He then lifted his other hand and traced a circle of fire in the air, then traced symbols inside the circle. The circle melted into the ice on his frozen hand and he looked at Kira. "You might wanna back up or something..." He said then slapped his frozen hand hard. The ice exploded off, leaving his now thawed, and unparalyzed hand intact. "So... Kira pierce... Nice to know you." He said simply. "And if I might say, hell looks pretty attractive if there's more girls like you around here."

"You don't think you can escape me so easily do you? We're both headed to the dorms... It's obvious since you were following behind me and my little... Entourage..." Al told her, following closely behind, his eyes wandering to various parts of Kira's body. He had been a bit of a womanizer, pervert, and many other rude terms, but he did have his charm, as most girls called it. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a pack of Kools, took one cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit up, then puffed it. "So then..." He said, smoke billowing from his mouth. "You're Miss White Christmas huh? Well say hello to... Whatever that heat guy's name was..." He said, forgetting the guy's name.

"You think smoking is bad...? It's not, here try one!" Al said, taking another one out and lighting it and holding it, butt facing Kira. "You can call it disgusting but it's actually good for your nerves..." He said simply. He then put away the pack of Kools, took Kira's hand away from her mouth and nose, and jammed the butt of the cigarette into her mouth. "Take a puff, I promise it won't hurt any." He said with an impish grin.

"I don't see a restraining order..." Al said mischievously as he followed Kira. "Besides... I've been threatened at gun point and haven't flinched... Like one little look from Miss Ice Queen is gonna do something..." He said simply, following her more closely again. He took another drag from the cigarette in his mouth and sighed, smoke billowing from his mouth. "If you weren't so against smoking maybe I'd have you loosened up by now... Because you're really uptight, y'know? But to tell the truth..." He said, coming up and hugging her from behind. "It makes you look like even more of a babe!" He blurted out, smiling widely.

"Try having an addiction that's something you can't control... Now that's killing you... I can control this easilly." Al said simply while he was still hugging her. "And besides, smoking helps you loosen up and not be so antisocial... So either you smoke with me and not be antisocial, or don't smoke and be social and I'll stop smoking... Sound fair enough?" He offered. "Either way, I'll let go of you now, I heard something crack in that bag when you dropped it." He said.

Al let go of her and let her scramble to the floor after her computer bag. He then stepped back once and let the cigarette drop from his mouth, then stepped on it, grinding what was left into the ground. "Well, I intend to keep my end of the deal, so you had better keep your's, even if you haven't said yes yet. Also... I was lying, your computer should be okay..." He told her simply.