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Post by Noa Clarke on Jan 29, 2013 1:18:39 GMT -5
Well, her Zecter had shown up, and then left again. That was really annoying, and she'd have to do better next time it returned.
But at least something was looking up. She had sold a few designs and finally had some money. She wasn't sure what to do with it, as a number of things required attention, but she'd figure it out as she walked home.
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Post by Kamina Takahashi on Jan 29, 2013 11:49:31 GMT -5
Fortunately, it seemed that walk would probably be safer than usual, as a second Kamen Rider was in the area, having ranged far from home in a test of his Red Lotus' abilities to get, well, almost anywhere. That's right.
Kamina had made his way to Europe, red jacket blowing in the breeze of his moving motorcycle as he looked around, light reflecting off his iconic sunglasses.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jan 29, 2013 11:53:48 GMT -5
The glasses were what caught her eye. She looked at the man briefly, having never seen something like that, but she walked on past.
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Post by Kamina Takahashi on Jan 29, 2013 12:06:58 GMT -5
Of course, Kamina was used to people giving him looks. He could care less, but as he passed Noa, he had a feeling. Enough to make him glance back, hiking an eyebrow behind those shades.
His gut'd served him well till now, but it still couldn't tell him what kind of feeling he was getting.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jan 29, 2013 12:11:04 GMT -5
Noa continued on, heading home.
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Post by Kamina Takahashi on Jan 29, 2013 12:16:50 GMT -5
Kamina hmed softly, and shrugged, turning to pull away on his bike. But at least he knew there were things to still set off those hunches of his.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jan 29, 2013 12:19:23 GMT -5
On her way home, she heard a buzzing sound. Was it her Zecter?
She hurried in that direction, but only saw the black one.
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Post by Kamina Takahashi on Jan 29, 2013 12:33:36 GMT -5
"Lookin for something?" Came a voice speaking in accented english, the source, that sunglasses-wearing man, who was sitting on the back of his bike. "A real man wouldn't be letting a woman walk around by herself, especially when she's searching for something."
The Lotus could be quiet when he kept it slow.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jan 29, 2013 12:37:10 GMT -5
She turned to the man. Something seemed off about him; she wasn't sure what.
"What I'm looking for I have to do alone," she told him.
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Post by Kamina Takahashi on Jan 29, 2013 12:47:39 GMT -5
Kamina nods, seeming to understand that. "Sometimes that's how it is. You have something you feel you have to do by yourself, use your own strength to get you through, but sometimes getting a little help is just the edge you need."
Kamina's quiet for a moment, before lowering his shades enough to look over them at Noa. "You're looking for something a bit more special than most, aren't you?"
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jan 29, 2013 12:49:01 GMT -5
"My own personal treasure, I guess you can call it," she told him.
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Post by Kamina Takahashi on Jan 29, 2013 12:59:15 GMT -5
"I understand how you feel. I have a treasure of my own." Kamina pulls his Toppa Ignition from his jacket, holding it up in clear view. "And I know how I'd feel if I lost it."
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jan 29, 2013 13:00:05 GMT -5
"What is that?" she asked.
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Post by Kamina Takahashi on Jan 29, 2013 13:07:14 GMT -5
"This..." Kamina twirls the device in his hand. "Is my treasure. My means to the end of protecting people around me from the terrible things that try to tear humanity down. This is the means to allowing me to one day pierce the heavens." He twirls the device once more, and places it on his waist as it forms a belt.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jan 29, 2013 13:43:46 GMT -5
"You're a Rider?" she asked him, somewhat hesitantly. The last one had been a threat.
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