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[lovelydragoon]

When; January 23, evening.
Rating; PG-13
Characters; Judith lovelydragoon and Tony ironmanic
Summary; Judith is cursed and perhaps more... willing than usual.
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Rather than the usual barely-there outfits she might normally be wearing, Judith could be seen wandering around town in a long-sleeve shirt and jeans that Yuri had so nicely found for her that morning. Even after wearing that outfit all day, the feeling of that much fabric against her skin was still a little strange, but she still felt more comfortable than she would have in her more normal attire. It was nice given the chilly weather, and more importantly, she had avoided a good bit of unwanted attention from strangers. Her usual clothes got looks--ones she usually was perfectly happy to attract--that these ones didn't. She imagined a few people had had some less-than-savory thoughts about her regardless, but they at least hadn't been made readily apparent to her. All in all, she'd had a fairly good day.

By this time it was getting late, but she wasn't quite ready to head home just yet. Feeling a bit restless, maybe. So she walked around town, not really having any particular destination in mind, just going wherever her feet happened to carry her.

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[ironmanic]

While Tony liked to bury himself in his workroom fairly often, he also enjoyed getting a bit of fresh air occasionally. Usually when he finished a project and felt he deserved a nice pizza or a drink or two dozens of donuts with a large pitcher of coffee. Sometimes he just liked to feel alive.

He recognized her instantly - even without the cleavage, it was difficult missing a girl with elf-like ears and long blue things growing out of her head. She was certainly intriguing, all curves no matter her attempts to hide them.

She'd cut him off quite rudely their last conversation, and rather than taking the hint, he walked right up to her, charming smirk firmly in place. "Well- what a coincidence. It must be fate."

[lovelydragoon]

She recognized him, too, even though her last glimpse of him over the video screen had only lasted about a second. After their conversation this morning, she might have expected him to leave her alone, but instead...

Well, apparently it was fate.

"We both live here. It makes sense we'd run into each other sooner or later."

Even if they'd managed not to for however many weeks it had been since she arrived. It was a bit of a coincidence, at that. At least this time she was decently dressed while talking to him.

[ironmanic]

"True enough, but it's still a big City, and there are a lot more people here than you'd think. You know not everyone uses these devices?" He gestured toward a native who paid him no mind, nondescript and looking like he had no cares in the world.

He shoved his hands in his pockets, toying with the ring of keys he kept in there as he regarded her. No matter what she wore, revealing or not, she was definitely easy on the eyes. The clothes were form-fitting, and there was this look in her eyes that said she had a lot of things figured out. More so than he did, anyway.

"Out to buy your unrevealing clothing?"

[lovelydragoon]

Things figured out... Usually she did, but today she wasn't so sure. Even she couldn't explain her sudden change of heart about a lot of things. Rita had called it a curse, and maybe that was true. Whatever it was, she couldn't help but be a little confused by herself today. She replied to him with a slight smile.

"I'm just going for a walk, actually." She actually hadn't bothered to get herself any more clothes like the ones she was wearing. If it was a curse, it should wear off by the next day, and much as she presently couldn't imagine waking up and putting on any of her previous clothes in the morning, she had convinced herself that if she still felt the same way by then, she could deal with wearing this outfit again long enough to go and get something else then.

[ironmanic]

"Just a walk? Well, then, perhaps you'd be interested in grabbing a little snack with me. My treat- your choice. What do you say? Sound like a pretty good deal?" Despite his offer and his previous attempts to hit on her, Tony's demeanor was completely neutral, like your everyday acquaintance looking to make a new friend.

As he waited for her answer, he peered at her person. Those ears and those-- things on her head, man. They were just bizarre.

[lovelydragoon]

She peered back at him for a moment, reading intentions. This curse hadn't made her any less perceptive, but it had made her a little paranoid. Given the way he'd interacted with her before...

But either way, that offer seemed pretty innocent. She couldn't find anything wrong with a simple snack, regardless of prior comments from the man offering.

"I guess that sounds alright." She kept her eyes on him for a moment, watching his reaction, then nodded to one side. "There's a nice little cafe just down the street, if that sounds okay to you."

[ironmanic]

"Absolutely perfect. In fact, I really need a coffee right now, so even more than perfect. Life-saving." He said is quite seriously -- and in his opinion, coffee is really quite serious. "Lead the way."

He could sense her paranoia, and he didn't blame her for it. Either way, she accepted his offer, and he really couldn't care less. He was a playboy, and these reactions, while rare, weren't surprising.

[lovelydragoon]

If only he knew her better, he might notice how odd that paranoia actually was. Usually she gladly accepted any attention she got and wouldn't have had the slightest concern about something as simple as going somewhere to get a snack. Usually she would have been perfectly confident in her ability to resist anything further he might try. She never had any need to be paranoid. Tonight... well, tonight was just different.

Her only response to the idea of getting coffee being life-saving was an amused sort of questioning look before she turned to go to the cafe. It wasn't far down the street and soon they were in front of the door. "Here we are."

[ironmanic]

"Quaint. Homey. Cute?" He looked around vaguely before making his way toward the counter, ordering a black coffee - strong and awakening - and a bagel. Typical cafe food for a man who knew what he liked and liked to stick with it.

"And the lady?" He put on his most charming smirk, stepping to the side so that she could order as well.