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6/24/2016 4:03:26 PM
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Two people were seated at the table.
One of them drew his attention more than the others. Her skin was metallic and she glew with red energy on certain spots. Her hair was short and black. Her dark red eyes had green irises in them. She was a Necron.
The second one's skin was a light blue, as if it was on the verge of turning beige like human skin. Her eyes were dark red too, but had blue irises. Her hair was a soft brown, and it was long.
His girlfriend, Mir'ika, was tending to the oven, while another person was in the room with them.
Strangely, he wasn't in casual clothing. [url=http://i.imgur.com/OVoS1aN.jpg]He was wearing a battlesuit.[/url] he stood at about seven feet tall, but carried no weapons.
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He glanced at everyone, though his eyes rested for a bit in Miri's dad, because who the hell wears a complete battlesuit like that inside. But then again, he still wasn't completely used to this place. "Morning everyone." He said as he stopped inside the kitchen, and closed the door behind him. [spoiler] I can already see how much awkwardness is likely gonna happen. [/spoiler]
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They each looked at him, miri bearing a big smile. "Everyone, this is Lucas. It's the guy I've been talking to you about!" While the Necron sister, Abby, looked away in shyness, Amy, the half human one, smiled at him. "Hello, Lucas. We have heard much about you." Her voice sounded wise, calm, rational. [i][u]"Hello, young man. I am to believe you are the man who is... dating? My daughter?"[/u][/i] Kor'El's voice sounded mechanical, coming from the suit. Although there was something very alive in it.
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Lucas looked up at where Kor'El's (if my memory serves me correct, that is his name) head would be, and slowly nodded as he replied with a soft and gentle voice, though it was still rather low, "That would indeed be me, sir. I guess you're Mir'ika's father?"
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[i]Oh boy, complicated names.. Would it be deemed offensive if I say it wrong? Maybe. Hope not; not good with complicated names. [/i] Lucas nods, and says, "Pleasure to meet you, sir." [i]I'm just gonna stick to sir. That seems like a smart choice. [/i] He then walked to the table, still smiling like an idiot, and sat down.
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Lucas grins as he looks at the food on his plate; it strongly reminded him of home, of his family, and dinner with the people he loved. It was actually rather selfish and rude, how he had left without another word. And just because he was bored, but he didn't feel regretful; he wouldn't have met several really amazing people if he hadn't done it, after all. Then, when he realized he was just staring at his food in silence, and had been for a while, blushed a little, and whispered a sorry.
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They all eat their breakfast in relative quiet, until Kor'El breaks the ice. [i][u]"So, Abby, when will you introduce us to your girlfriend?"[/u][/i] The necron girl speaks up shyly, mostly due to Lucas' presence. "She uh... she's pretty shy... and very self conscious."
