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<div style="text-align: center"><b>Kenji Avery – White</b><br/>
Mid-June, 2022<br/>
Early Afternoon, Manor Kitchen<br/>
Mood song: <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fyoutu.be%2FDkNin_qOn0c&amp;hash=0bc5bfe35b3ba51c3ef22a27b284a465" href="https://youtu.be/DkNin_qOn0c" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">All You Know</a> – Quietly Concerned<br/>
Present: Terry, Iris<br/>
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Tagging: <a class="username" data-user-id="1702" data-username="BoundObsession" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/1702/">BoundObsession</a> <a class="username" data-user-id="3574" data-username="exocat" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/3574/">exocat</a>​</div><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--2"/><a href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/attachments/136769/" target="_blank">View attachment 136769</a>A ride.<br/>
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That's all it was. An innocent ride in Iris' car, with Terry's credit card, to get enough food for the fam-damn-ily. There was nothing wrong with what they were doing but the old feelings of guilt still tugged at him.<br/>
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"Oh, there's pizza on the way," he volunteered when Iris worried about the time it took. He was already heading towards the door. Then he paused, leaning against the door frame as he waited for Iris to give Terry her number.<br/>
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Okay, that was two things that Iris had at 19 that Kenji didn't have at 26. A car and a cell phone. What else did she have that he did not?<br/>
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<i>A girlfriend, probably,</i> his inner thoughts snarked at him.<br/>
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Kenji coughed into his fist, then raised his eyebrows innocently at Iris' question. "I was born ready," he grinned. He cast one more look at Terry before turning to follow Iris from the manor. "So…" he gave each room a quick glance as they walked through, then realized he was looking for Tristan. Somehow, even after all of these years, it still felt like he was doing something wrong by being with one of the "littles" on his own.<br/>
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Only the littles weren't so little anymore.<br/>
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"How do you like Z-Triple-C?" he asked. Then he quickly followed with, "Are you planning to transfer to Z-U?"<br/>
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<i>Please don't let Tristan catch us.</i>
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</div><br/><b>NAME:</b>Iris<br/><b>Alias: </b>Cabal Blue<br/><b>Primary Nicknames</b>: Brat, You Little Bitch<br/><b>Age: </b>19<br/><b>Date/Time: </b>Around Dinnertime?<br/><b>Location: </b>Kitchen > Parking Area > Driving<br/><b>Wearing: </b>Thick navy blue hoodie with a ZCCC letters, jeans, white trainers with pom-pom socks.<br/><b>Mood Music:</b><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3Dd-vluPwpf7c&amp;hash=a26ada0699428998a7d7f7dd6ad39af9" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d-vluPwpf7c" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">"Until We're Done", Jonathan Bree</a><br/><b>Tagging: </b><a class="username" data-user-id="6997" data-username="Traveler" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6997/">Traveler</a><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Iris led Kenji from the manor at a brisk pace.  Once in the parking area behind the manor, she looked behind at Kenji and waited for him to close the door and catch up before speaking.<br/><br/>"Z-Triple-C is okay, I guess," she said.  "I never realized what real life was like.  I never even thought, like, how, stupid it is.  It's so pathetic, but at least I'm away from Emmy.  Or, I was."<br/><br/>She turned and led him to her ancient beige Honda.  She got in quickly and unlocked the doors for Kenji, before glancing at the manor's door to see if anyone else had come out.<br/><br/>Once Kenji was inside, she coaxed the car to life, and drove out onto the manor's private road.  Once outside the gates, she visibly relaxed.  She looked in her rearview mirror, then over her shoulder.  She turned to Kenji, her face alight with a strange intensity.<br/><br/>[The conversation continues privately.]