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With all the new electronics influx, I have two hopeful questions for everyone, especially you New Feathers. Does anyone have an iPod charger or could make one, and is anyone here really good with high tech security? NO LASER BEAMS!

[And other than that short post, she'll be wandering around Luceti, acting suspicious and "mysterious" and hanging out extra around the barracks.]

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Actually, it was issue number #14 of Stainless Steel Steve and the Justice Force on Mars Alternate Universe series.

[Which doesn't exist either. But neither of you know that.]

I'm unfamiliar with that series. But I'm told all my tastes are pretty old school. Dick Tracey and stuff like that.

[She likes comicbooks too? WTF. He's doomed.]

Hey, there's no school like the old school. Some of my favorites are the old Frank Miller-type stuff. Don't think I've ever actually seen a real vintage Dick Tracey, though.

[Come on, Raph, if you don't speak up pretty soon his natural charm is going to sweep her off her feet.]

What, no way? Why not? The vintage stuff is the best. Like the old school Dracula stuff.

Hey Raph, what do you want for dinner? [Leans back against him to re-engage him in the conversation.]

[He takes a little half-step back from her leaning. He really doesn't appreciate you fucking with his emotions like that, sister. Even if it's unintentional.]

Ain't I supposed to ask you that? [He's the one that's supposedly treating her.]

[Sigh. Raph. If you had a nose, you'd cut it off just to spite your face.

He's just going to be standing here, letting you two sort things out.

Don't make him watch you ruin your only chance of being with a girl, man. Just don't.]

Yes, but I like you, so I'm asking what you'd like.

[He blushes again and looks at the ground. Can he trust her? Really. He can't decide that yet. Not for sure.]

Oh. Uh. I dunno. [He really doesn't have a favorite food or anything. He barely tastes anything he eats, 'long as it's edible.] You just pick somethin'. I'm good with anything.

Okay! [Beams.]

Still your treat though. Are you free until then or should I come back late?

Uh... now? Like, today?

[He winces over at Mikey. Oh god please save him! He can't do this!]

We can't today! We're all sweaty from sparring. Plus Raph here totally gave me this huge bruise I can't politely show a lady, and he needs to put ice on it for me. So you'll have to excuse him.

[Oh Raph. He'll save you from the pretty girl, but no one said he had to make you look good doing it.

Mike will make to steer his brother away, flashing Fujiko a conspiratorial grin. Keep up the good work, sister!]

Can do. I'll catch you two later then.

Though Mikey, if you see Dick Tracey in the library, make sure you read it, hm?

Will do, Fujiko-chan!

[What? You've earned it.]

[Mikey, you won't even know the meaning of bruising until he's done with you. But for the exit, he'll forgive you. For now.]

I-I'll uh, call you. I guess. Soon. We'll figure something out.

Don't forget~

I won't.

[It just might take him a while to gather the confidence to do so. Hopefully she'll understand.]

[Shy turtle. She knows when to back up and give wolves and animals a break. Even if she doesn't extend that courtesy to humans.]

Better not.

[Waves and head off.]

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