<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"Decades, huh?"  She raised an eyebrow as she slid into his arm, shivering a little at how... right... it felt.  "I don't know if I'd count as a wizard -- but at the moment, I'd very much like to hear more about these desires you're suppressing."  She leaned into him.  "I'm going to my apartment now -- and if you're half the hunter you make yourself sound, you'll appreciate that I'm not going to run... but I'm not going to wait, either."  <br/>
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Deliberately, she stepped away from him and turned to look at him over her shoulder.  "Come and get me," she purred -- before setting off at a fast walk.  Nothing that would draw attention -- she didn't want anyone to call in a report of a strange man trailing a pretty girl -- but taking corners and intersections like she'd use to avoid pursuit.  But at each opportunity for her to slip away, she glanced back -- with heat in her eyes, and the barest flicker of her tongue on her lips as she whet them in anticipation.</span></span>