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This was new. This was, in fact, entirely new, and it was probably due to that, that Creighton was caught entirely off-guard when Amara grabbed his shirt and pulled him up close. Whatever he'd been thinking effectively shattered in favor of considering they were now rather close, and .... her face was right there. Rather than hear what she was saying, the boy blinked several times, "Uhm," a pause, "You know, while this a great way to catch my attention, it's probably not the best way to start off a patrol," another pause, and he really couldn't believe he was saying this, "I was actually being innocent for once, hot damn. If Id known I'd be getting that sort of responses, I'd have started long ago," a third pause, "You're kinda close," the last was said flat toned, as if stating the obvious.

When he was released, he stumbled back a couple of paces and shot her a look that seemed torn between confusion and amusement. Well, she certainly had his full attention now, that was for sure. Despite her words, he didn't seem all that threatened, or otherwise scared of her; in fact, he brushed his shirt off a bit, as if to help take away the ripples her grip had caused and swiftly turned to catch up with her. He figured he's ask about that invitation later. That was a hint he wasn't about to let pass.

He snorted slightly, "Well, if it helps, she's got him tightly wrapped around 'er lil finger. I wonder what she's done to him to manage that. The guy's as stiff as a board," okay then, so maybe the patrol wasn't all THAT bad - he was actually more amused than he'd been in a long time. Something told him the actual patrol later wouldn't be half bad either; she seemed to mean business and seemed to know what she was doing, unlike other lieutenants he'd met up with. Points for her, "Nope! I really like roofs. It's fun to drop on people from above. Also usually knocks them out pretty good. Helps with my weapon - it's pretty useless for the most part; the height gives me an advantage," after a moment, he turned towards her, "Where exactly is your dorm? And won't they make a fuss if you take me in there?" not like he cared, but if they were planning on stealth, the Hillworth uniform wasn't exactly awesome for that.

"Well, geez, now I sure as hell am!" still, despite the protest, he didn't look wounded or even particularly upset over it. In fact, if anything, he still looked bemused, though that was probably because this was pretty damned new, "It's not my fault that everyone I've been up against was innocent like a lamb. s**t I say around Serah goes woosh over the top of her head. And let's not get into the other girls I've met so far," a pause and a snort followed his words, "Well, yeah. I was, and had I know it had that sort of effect on people, I'd have really honestly started long ago. You calling me a liar?"

Well, if anything, it was interesting. He'd not yet been in a situation where he didn't want to bash his head into a wall, where it concerned sharing time with another person. At least here (despite what she might've thought), he felt like they were on equal footing; if she wanted to keep on playing dominant, then hey, he had no problem just following along, because at least she was making it all interesting. He wished he could say the same about half the rest of the negaverse. Not to mention the rest of the world. He'd begun to wonder they'd all lost their sense of humor.

Shrugging off her later words, Creighton motioned up ahead, "Well, didn't figure you'd care about it THAT way. Was more concerned that it'd bring attention to us, seeing as how you're going for stealth here," he didn't particularly have a problem with powering up in a damn alley, but hey, her dorm room was fine too. What the ******** ever! He could work with this. He arched a brow at her, looking at her out the corner of an eye; he'd wandered the streets, though granted, he'd done it when he was new and feeling like he was utterly invincible. That had not gone down so well, and he'd since decided it was best to stick to stealth, even if he wasn't exactly a good ninja; he figured it had something to do with the fact he was one of those punch first, ask later sort of guys.

At least that also made the situations more interesting too, he figure. Rock on.

He was looking at her again, still bemused, "I thought the whole point of this conversation was that it was counter productive to be thinking about this before a patrol?" not like he minded that much. So long she didn't make it a habit of grabbing his shirt and bringing him up close - that could be a problem, where missions were concerned anyhow. Had this been any other place and possibly any other time, he'd have upped the stakes a notch (because oh god, when was he ever going to get an opportunity like this again?). As it was however, he merely shrugged off her words again, taking the time to brush his uniform off one last time before looking forward.

The building that greeted them looked nothing like the one that housed the Hillworth students, that was for sure, "Uhh... yeah, no. I don't think the cousin deal's gonna roll," he also didn't think the boyfriend thing was the best idea ever - maybe if he'd been wearing something else, but as it was, claiming she was going out with a Hillworth student was just asking for trouble. On any other occasion he'd have been fine with it, but in all honesty, he didn't want to have to face hell if he EVER chose to come back here (which he would in a heartbeat if allowed), "Ehhhh, hopefully no one'll notice us sneak past."

He followed her to and into the building, allowing her to guide him through the hallways that lead to her (And Khalla's, he figured - he was still having trouble getting over the irony of this) apartment, "You," he told her finally, "Are a tease. And that is totally not fair. You're totally a step ahead here," a pause as he looked over her shoulder and into the room, "Khalla's not there, I gather?" he'd never really met the girl, but it almost felt like he knew her, in some ways. Just some minor ways, anyhow. Then after another pause (he just couldn't help himself, he promised he tried - he really, really did), "Is your kitten here?"

A snort was released at her words, "Inconsistent? Nahhhh... it's more like a rollercoaster ride. That's cool. Rock on, man," he apparently approved, but then again, that was probably because she was still making it interesting, wasn't yelling at him, and was actually being considerably nice company. He could totally deal with this and he would have raised quite a bit less of a fuss over the whole idea of patrolling with her if he'd have been able to see into the future a few days back.

Maybe he should thank Rohan later. After punching him in the face for telling her about the animals and what they did to him. Yeah that could work. Punch and thanks, "If they don't notice, they're blind as bats. Not that I'm complaining," in fact, this was quite possibly, the longest he'd been paired with someone where he wasn't complaining or bitching about it. In his defense though, this was much more interesting than any assignment he'd been set up with, "I don't think they'd say anything anyhow - pretty harmless looking here, with my arm in a cast," plus, there was also the fact he was short, which usually played in his advantage in that people generally underestimated him. He didn't have the brawn others seemed to have, but he had the speed; he could have been a lot more dangerous if he had set his mind to it. Alas, he wasn't exactly the brightest star in the heavens and got easily distracted by s**t - he'd never been a thinker, much preferring to the whole 'going with what you feel'.

Oh, she was entertaining alright. The arched-browed look he offered her pretty much voiced that he wasn't going to negate that any time soon. He moved forward as soon as she beckoned him to, which was probably amusing from an onlooker's point of view, and watched as she stepped further into the room. Despite coming forward, he'd actually taken the moment to power up, and when she turned to face him, he was in his lieutenant suit, holding what pretty much looked like a plastic jack-o-lantern. No sooner did she pick up the cat though, that he allowed the pumpkin to fall on the ground and walked the last few remaining steps, "They say pets resemble their owners. Give 'er here?" the 'please' was absent in words, but it was still there in the tone of voice.

Creighton arched a brow at her. Yes, again; he was doing a lot of that tonight, though he figured he could get used to it if came accompanied by such words and amusing situations, "Ehhhh... totally not what I meant. Opening a dangerous door there," but he still wasn't complaining, plus, the cat in his arms was pretty much purring up a storm, and he was having trouble dividing his attention between both females. Mostly because whenever he'd been around a cat, or puppy, or ********, even a stupid squirrel, he'd never felt the need to tear his attention away from the creature in order to focus it on another human being.

His gaze had been on the cat as she spoke, and when he finally turned to look at her, he was mildly bemused to see her powered up, "Okay, that get up is cool. I very much approve," except he wasn't entirely sure how fighting worked when one was wearing a skirt. Had to be better than a senshi skirt at least though - he'd seen some terribly revealing get ups, and he'd always wondered who the hell had designed most of those damned suits. It had to have been a guy. There was just no other explanation; he'd always thought fighting in a miniskirt was counter productive (even if from his point of view it was enjoyable - hey if they were going to kick his a**, he'd rather have a nice view, all things considered).

"I get along with animals," he told her as he placed the cat on the floor after giving her a scratch behind her ears, "Humans? Not so much. Lord knows why. I'm charming," there was a mocking tone in his voice as he knelt down to grab hold of the pumpkin in his healthy arm, "Fine, I'm done adoring your cat. You may lead the way then; you probably know your way from here much better than I do," plus, he'd never been all that good with directions; he'd get lost in the damned mall, but then that had to do with the fact he wasn't really used to paying attention where he was going.

All roads lead to Rome. Or something like that. After a moment, he spoke again, "Compliment," he didn't give a great many of those.

As she slipped into business mode, Kremersite shrugged a bit and decided to follow along. She'd not disappointed him yet, so he very much doubted she would start now; he was content with simply following along, for the time being. While it was true he wasn't nearly as good at the whole roof thing as she was, he was still fast and agile (it came with his physique, he figured - he traded brawn and strength for speed and agility). It also helped that her ankle was injured, because it was allowing him to keep up with little to no trouble despite the unfamiliarity of the situation on a whole.

When she spoke, he offered her a silent smirk and then went back to surveying his surroundings. The sooner this was done and over with, the sooner he could go back to more interesting ordeals. That aside... he'd always rather enjoyed the hunt, so long no guardian cats were involved. Unlike his partner, he really wouldn't have minded an overpowered senshi; that just made the situation all the more interesting.

At the end of the day, it didn't matter whom he fought. The victory was only half the fun - getting there was what was really thrilling, and the stronger the opponent, the more interesting things were, right?

Right. He was set on having an interesting night, and what Kremersite wanted, Kremersite usually got..