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Chip stops wiggling and pushes his head up into Blaze’s hand. A deep purr emits from him as the rest of his body almost goes limp.
“That’s the only thing making me tolerate him, honestly,” Amber huffs, offering to take Chip back. “He’s been all kinds of trouble. Not like any cat I’ve ever met.”
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Amber hesitates, eyeing Blaze’s hands, then quickly takes Chip into her arms. The kitten gives no protest and contentedly begins gnawing at a button on her sleeve. “He’s been good company, for sure,” Amber says after stroking his swirling coat. She clears her throat again. “So... are you [i]sure[/i] you’re okay?” Her head turns to the side so she almost looks at Blaze through the corner of her eye.
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Chip mews quietly, eyes wide with interest; even he seems to know something is up! On the other hand, Amber takes a cautious step back. “Honestly, just hoping you’re getting ready for some cosplay event,” she replies uncertainly.
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Amber shifts Chip into her left arm, making her right hand free. She jumps a little when Blaze lifts his hands. “That is [i]not[/i] comforting.” Her voice is low, her gaze watching the barkeep for any other sudden movements. “You’re seriously a vampire?”
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Amber stands in her place wordlessly for a moment, her eyes softening at his final statement. In her silence, Chip finally slips out of her hold and hops on top of the counter near Blaze. He sits with flick of his tail and stares back at the girl. She glares at Chip, but some of the tension in her stance subsides. “And who are these heroes?”
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“You’re not exactly helping your case very well, you know.” Amber slowly lowers herself back onto her stool and lifts Chip off the counter back into her lap; however, there is still an uneasiness about her. “Just a coffee, I guess.”
