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When; April 7thth - 12:15 [After the Hostess with the Mostest Curse]
Rating; PG
Characters; Hei (contractorly) and Amber (rewindingly)
Summary; A chance encounter with the past...
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The adjective 'idiotic' wouldn't even cut it after fighting over something as trivial as a confectionery good. However, it was now after the fact, and would soon become another best-forgotten memory of the City's curses. What good would it do for a Contractor, even a semi-Contractor to mull over something so insignificant - ah, well other than the wound now-reopened at his side.

Brushing his hand over where the bloodstain, Hei's expression stayed passive as he started to head away from the scene of the fight. It was merely a wound, like so many others before.

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Sometimes the curses were silly and entertaining, or horrible and painful, but Amber thinks this one might be both. The aftermath might be, at least.

She had been sitting on a tree nearby the whole duration of the fight. One might say she was there in case one of them killed the other. Another might say she enjoyed watching the violence. Amber wouldn't tell even if you asked. As Hei walked by the tree, she hopped off it to greet him. It is good to be polite, hm~? It is good to see him.

"I can help you with that."

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By the same token of luck, it had to be Amber that he bumped into -- the last person he wanted to see. It wasn't necessarily that he disliked Amber, and Hei had long gotten over his desire to kill her. With the truth revealed, he didn't have a reason to anyways.

"Leave me alone."

Her words were met with a scowl, a slight darkening of his expression as he turned to away from the Contractor.

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Hurt, that was what she should have felt, but she wondered if she felt anything. How could anyone know what exactly one was feeling when it was never the case that you feel only one thing?

Amber trotted over to block his path. "I can help you," she insisted. The rational thing for him to do was to accept her help, right? He should know by now that the last thing she would ever do was hurt him. But she has learned a long time ago that his heart was not made of stone. He felt, things, more strongly than she did, perhaps.

She wished she didn't have to hurt him to save him.

"Please?"

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Hei felt another pull at his wound as he jerked away However, he was quick to hinder any reaction, his expression as stoic as ever. When he wasn't trying to kill her, indifference was the best manner in which to approach the Contractor. The same indifference that he had worn countless times during the Heaven's Gate War.

"I can take care of myself, Amber. You should know this well enough."

Irrational or not, Hei had no desire to face his ghosts - it was more than enough to even look her.