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 Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2006 9:17 pm
- A short ways out, near Fatima High School, is an arcade that most students go to after school. It houses all the latest Arcade games and some classics as well. Although it does happen, though rarely, fights break out in here, but mainly this place is meant for what it is. Playing Arcade Games. -
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 5:34 pm
*He steps into the arcade, donning his track suit. he lets out a sigh, and leans against the nearest machine.* So, shall we talk of the club? *he smirks.* Or should we take this time to learn about each other?
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 5:40 pm
Rika followed him in. She gave him a look and jumped up to sit on the nearest table, her long legs just barely off the ground. "Well, you said you were hungry. And I wouldn't mind talking more about this club. I've heard of the policy, but never really thought about it." Rika swung her legs.
"After, we can play games and 'learn about each other'." Rika said, using a mocking/teasing tone.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 5:46 pm
*He steals a quick glance at her legs, before looking back up at her.* Alright, then let's talk...Just as soon as I get some food... *He walks over to the counter of the food area, and orders a somewhat large quantity of food. He sits at a table, and motions for her to come over to it.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 5:54 pm
Rika glared. And jumped down, walking over then sitting down across from him. "Get enough food?" She said, teasing. She looked at the food and gave a frown of dislike, she wasn't much for fast food...or meat at all.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 6:00 pm
*He smirks, and looks up at her, taking a bite out of a burger, then eating an onion ring.* Well, I could take you to a proper restaurant later... *he leans back a little, taking another bite.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 6:05 pm
"No, thats alright. I make my own meals. Nice of you to offer though." Rika said and leaned back in her chair, rocking it back onto its back legs. "Now, about that club...?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 6:09 pm
*He finishes his burger, and reachs for the hotdog.* Well, I was thinking, we need a name that people will remember, one that will make them get chills from simply hearing it...Something like "The Tempest"...you know, something dramatic. *He says, downing half the hotdog in one bite.* Sure you're not hungry?
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 7:02 pm
Rika looks at him down the hotdog and shivered. "Ur...no, thanks. I'm not hungry." She said, putting up a hand. "The Tempest?" Rika asked, uncertain. "I'm not sure I get that, 'dramatic' feeling you're talking about." She said, scratching her head. "How about...Raiko?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:35 pm
*He chuckles slightly, and sets the hotdog down.* How rude of me... *He looks up at her.* I've got it. "Arashi Raikou". *He smirks, and leans towards her a little.*
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2006 12:45 pm
"Arashi Raikou..." Rika repeated it, considering the name. It had a ring to it that she liked. "Hmm...Sounds nice. A good name, I'd accept that." Rika's hair had fallen into her face, hiding her eyes. "Arashi Raikou...Lightning Storm..." She murrmered again.
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2006 5:31 pm
*He smirks, chuckling slightly.* So, you like it? *He finishes off the rest of his food, and stands up, throwing his trash away.* Then, that's that. From here on, we will be known as Arashi Raikou. *He plops back down into his seat.*
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2006 5:35 pm
"Lightning Storm." Rika nodded her head. "We are Arahi Raikou." Se gave a small smile and stood. Her pocket jingled, "Ready for some games?" She asked, taunting in her voice. "Name it, and I'll beat you." She smirked back at him.
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2006 5:48 pm
*He smirks, and looks up at her.* Alright, then. *He stands up, and begins to walk towards one of the rows of machines.* So, where did you come from? Some where in japan? *he says, trying to strike up conversation.*
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2006 5:57 pm
"Eh." Rika shrugged. "Alot of places really. I traveled around, alot. Some parts of Europe, New Zealand. Only recently I came to Japan." Normally her voice held no accent. Only when she spoke of the places she had gone did her, light, almost British accent come out.
She coughed, clearing her throat. "How about you?" She asked, sliding a coin into a DDR consoul.
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