Yuri was out enjoying the summer day. It was too early for there to be any appointments at the Arsenal and she was (mostly) window shopping while rocking one of her Betsey Johnson dresses from a previous shopping trip. All of a sudden she felt a bit... woogy
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"Aznuts! Look at me. I'm one of Max's characters on that Warcraft game!"
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"What have you done to me!" he demanded angrily.
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He considered.
"You are human, correct?" Most in the village were.
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Tall, though. He turned back to the window and poked the point of his ear with his index finger. Pointy.
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"I'm an Elf, one of the first-born of Middle-earth. My body is immortal, so don't harm it. I'll have to live with it for a very long time." He was assuming that he'd get it back. He'd better. "Don't even think of cutting my hair."
He was far too upset. He'd be getting his body back.
"What are Hawaiians like?" He should know.
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"Hawaiians are the best. Rich history, great in the water, and very good looking." Like himself.
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"Your history will not help me here," he said. As for good looking, that was a matter of opinion. The Elves were the fairest of the races.
"Great at what in the water?" That could be useful.
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Kamekona couldn't help noticing this guy was kind of uptight, though.
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"What work do you have in the village? I do not wish to have to do it. I'm sure I won't be able to do my own." This body would not have the skills, the eyesight, the Power... "Before you ask, I am a jewelsmith."
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"I run the shrimp truck here. Best shrimp in all the village. Also shave ice. Good on a hot day like this one's gonna be." He smiled proudly.
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"You make shrimp in a truck?" Not a kitchen.
"Is shave ice like a snow cone? I had one of those with Draco." It was quite enjoyable, actually.
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"It's better. Shave ice is made by shaving ice so it's smoother and holds the flavour better. Plus I make my flavouring with real fruit juice mixed with syrup so it's better than just the sugar stuff."
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The same truck?
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"Can we go there?" he asked. "If yours is the best, then I should try yours."
Not that there was anywhere else in the village to have it, but flattery often worked.
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