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Posted: Fri Mar 03, 2017 11:50 pm
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Melany shrugged. "He didn't give me his name," she said. The sudden shift in Shiloh's expression seemed to unnerve her; she looked away, bit her lip. Her glittery lip gloss shone in the lighting of the restaurant, a pink counterpoint to the gold dust on her eyelids. "No, I didn't know the voice. It was... really spooky, actually."
She pressed her fingertips together in front of her, eyeballed the edamame and the tea as it was delivered like she had never seen anything so welcome in her life. "You remember how to eat these, right," she joked, but it was half-hearted at best. She sprinkled salt over the edamame and picked a piece to start with.
"I'll text you, don't worry," she said. "All the time. Even if I'm not hearing things."
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Posted: Sat Mar 04, 2017 11:04 am
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Shiloh's expression was still set deeply in concentration, his eyes falling to the edemame and the tea. He went to take a slow sip (and it definitely wasn't near as good as soda, but he wasn't going to say anything), before tilting his head at her. "Yeah, I do." He didn't. He'd never seen edemame in his life.
"That's good though." He was mimicking her with the salt, but he hesitated and lingered before picking out one for himself, instead going for another sip of his drink. "It's just... concerning, is all. I don't..." He licked his lips and looked down into the tea, "I don't like the sounds of it. Gives me a bad feeling."
He finally picked up an edemame of his own, but he was still waiting before going in for the first bite. "Are you still going to be free after this? There's a place I wanna show you."
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 4:31 pm
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Shiloh watched her, and then slowly copied the motion of eating the edamame. It was far less graceful or practiced than Melany's attempt, a little on the sloppy side, but Shiloh was kind of a sloppy person. It dawned on him that he didn't know how to use chopsticks either, and he wasn't sure if that could be something he could learn by simply watching.
"A really, really weird place." He started slowly, nervously seasoning another piece of edamame. His voice dropped very quietly, "A magic one," And then it rose up again, but only a hair, "I'm not sure if you could even go there, actually. Only certain people can."
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 6:36 pm
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Shiloh in turn watched his hand for a very long moment, like his brain was trying to process what had just happened. Touch from Melany was still painfully weird, mostly because it wasn't harsh, it was gentle, meaningful, not a strike or a hit. His face didn't show it, but behind his eyes was something a little sad and a little painful, both things he wished he didn't have to relate to someone's care and reassurance.
Whatever, at least it was sushi time.
"Thanks..." He said awkwardly, but he managed to smile again, fingers readjusting the grip in his hand. It felt a little easier. "I wanna get the hang of this." He was glad she wasn't questioning him, since it was obvious that this wasn't a first visit. The edamame was still slipping between the chopsticks, but he got it after some maneuvering.
"Sorry," he breathed out an embarrassed laugh, "I should probably know how to do this."
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 7:11 pm
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There was something weird and plaintive in Melany's face. Her gray eyes were clear as water. She watched his hand, too, and then she shrugged and laughed it off. "Yeah, okay," she said, taking a slice of hosomaki roll. "It's just weird, that detective said weird stuff had happened in December and I was like, no way, but... Something did, right? And whatever it is made you different from the you I knew, too."
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