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Characters: Trucy Wright [Original] and Death the Kid [Original]
Setting: Quadrate House, then a Chinese restaurant.
When: Afternoon possible early evening.
Summary: Trucy helped Kid out earlier and now she's taking him out for dinner.
Warnings: Asymmetrical things maybe. Freaking out of the sorts and magic 8D?

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She waved as she noticed him before running up to greet him.

"Kid! How are you doing?" She smiled, bouncing slightly upon the balls of her feet.

Easy to spot, oh yes, and it wasn't a bad thing that he was! Though Trucy reminded herself that if they got lost in a crowd that would be the good thing about it. She nodded once more, before she pushed aside her cape to the heart shaped purse on her hips. She dug out some change, and then glanced to Kid.

"Ready?"

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"I'm great actually! Though I still can't find my hat." She pouted a bit, crossing her arms for a moment before she grinned. "Can't stay down about it, I'm sure it'll turn up some where."

She grinned, trowing her arms up in excitement. "Wonderful! Let's go!" She reached for his hand, then realised that it might have been a bit too forward. Trucy grinned, before motioning for him to follow her. The bus stop wouldn't be too far and the restaurant wasn't that far off anyway! Thank God for exploring.

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That was the thing. "I remember having it while helping Akira learn how to cook but...I could have sworn I brought it home with me."

Though she left it on the table then and if that was the case it should have still be in Quadrate house. Trucy just smiled though. "It's all right. If it's where I think it is than it's in safe hands."

Or at least she figured it was in safe hands.