<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">Bet? There were plenty of things that a person could bet aside from money... but now that their companion's gaze turned to the pouch of money, both Liselle and Russel would find that they had something similar in their own pouch though Russel's was empty along with a single note. <i><b>"Taken by the debt collectors, sorry! ~Buddha"</b></i> The white-haired man was starting to make a habit of gawking all the time and it wouldn't have been as bad if he didn't hear that annoying snicker coming from his little sister. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"Well that's a pain in the ass... I'll just bet you instead, Liselle. Then I'll lose on purpose."</span> His broad palm pressed down on her head in an affectionate caress, somehow sliding his hand behind her stealthily before stealing her pouch and tossing it up in the air.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"We're twins actually. There's nothing to really apologize about either, all of our problems are left behind in the world before us. Best cook though? That's an honest occupation, I wish you luck. I have nothing to bet so I guess I'll politely bow out since there's no point."</span> Just as his twin sister was about to pull his ear off in another lecture, the pouch landed in her hands just in time for the speeding bullet in the form of a human body to impact with Jason-- though it only took him about thirty seconds to get slapped and fly off in another direction. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"D-Did you just kill him?!"</span> Liselle watched her new companion's body fly off somewhere, uncertainly taking a step away from the horned girl.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"...That's some pretty unique taste in women..." </span>Her twin brother was already moving off, following the trajectory of Jason's body before stumbling onto the three. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"Yo~ I didn't know that becoming the best cook in the world involved dying on your first day. You alright?" </span>Before he could offer his hand, he noticed the remaining two people next to the tree... particularly the man whom seemed to have been through one hell of a battle.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999"> "I don't assume you're also trying to be the world's best chef? Nice to meet you-- I'm Russel, Russel Weiss." </span>The joke would probably go over his head, but he flashed a broad smile while holding his hand out. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"Same to you miss."</span> He nodded in the direction of the blue-haired female... short enough to get swallowed by the shadow of her larger companion.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"S-Sera was it? That's some pretty... amazing strength you have there. What's your relationship with Mr. Whitetaker? Is he your boyfriend? From our old world, I mean." </span>Finally after gathering up the courage, the white-haired girl inquired... locking her red orbs with Seraphina's blue eyes. While it wasn't on the woman's agenda to grope her companion's abundant chest, she couldn't help but be a little bit guarded from someone who could send a grown man flying. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"I'd love to keep talking but we should start moving, those two seem to have run into some others."</span> Now that the impact of Jason's body annihilated the tree somehow, she could clearly see four people on the hill when there should've only been two.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff"> "Oh, I look forward to our time together though it might not last too long!" </span>That upbeat, cheery smile rooted on her face as she quickly started after her brother's trail before arriving behind him, her hand naturally gravitating to his back in order to twist some of his shirt and skin from behind.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"Dear sister, I know you're so <i>deeply</i> in love with me but could you stop doing that?" </span>He wasn't going to strike the girl again, especially since it seemed to give him a pretty good reputation of being abusive. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"I'm assuming we all reincarnated? Are we from the same place then?" </span>Up until now, he just assumed that everyone he had met was from his time period and world but... upon an additional glance the two he had begun conversing with had an awfully strange appearance. His red gaze swept over Jason and then over to Cain and Marina, her sister popping out from underneath her brother's broad arm to look at the newcomers.</span>