She carried him into the small kitchen, and fed him a can of tuna, then sighed. "Make yourself comfortable. Not what ya expected is it? Expected a training room or something yeah? Maybe none of the anime posters." She nods over to the Princess Mononoke poster on one wall, arms crossed, then plopped down on the couch.
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Storm sat at the edge of the couch, shrugging.
"If that's the stuff your in to, I'm not about to say there's anything wrong with it. You do you." He shot her another grin.
"Hm. Guess so." She shrugged, as she kicked off her boots and stretched out her legs, sighing as she pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lit one, taking a drag. "Feels good to relax. I'll make a pizza in a bit. I don't have cable but put in any movie you want." She said as she blew out the smoke. She wasn't one to smile all that much.
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"Okay. What movies do you have?" Storm glanced around again, appreciating her tastes.
"Mostly anime…but some fighter movies, little bit of disney, lots of horror. Little bit of everything really. Oh and of course black and whites and indie films. The films were better with story line and such back then." She nodded as she took another drag. "You want a cigarette?"
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"Sure, don't see why not. And it seems we have similar tastes. Do you have Nightmare on Elm Street?" Storm chuckled.
"It always gets me to laugh."
"Naw. Dunno, always creeped me out to much as a kid, which is saying a lot for how I grew up. The Original Dracula is super good. Oh and Young Frankenstein! Sorta…silly but still really good. If you haven't, I'd check it out." For a moment there was a light in her eyes, but as quick as it was there, it died out. "I'm sorta in the mood for a zombie movie. Like ZombieLand." (Seriously. It's a black and white film but it has sorta modern dorky humor and it's really good)
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"I see. Well, why don't we watch that then? It sounds interesting." He shrugged, not really caring.
"And Young Frankenstein was really good, I really enjoyed it."
She handed him the cigarette and lighter. "Put it in then." She said, kicking his butt softly, teasingly, softening up a bit around him.
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"Okay, okay!" He was smiling, putting the cigarette between his teeth an lighting it before getting up to put the movie in.
She sighed a bit, got up, and went to go put the pizza in the oven, then settled back into the couch.
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Storm sat back down, watching as the movie began to play. He glanced over at her, smiling.
She looked over at him. "Whatchu smiling about, hot stuff?" Her, flirting? Rare and odd. Almost anyone could tell that right away, especially with the life she's had.
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Storm raised an eyebrow at the flirting. He didn't dislike it, not one bit, but he hadn't been expecting it.
"Just wondering at the luck I have; started the evening looking for a cheap thrill and ended it with a much better job and staying with a hot independent woman."
"Ah yes indeed. Hmm…hot huh? Hittin' on me this whole time? Gotta wok harder then cheap compliments to get me to bed. Seen to many cheap lines turn sour real quick. I like ya, I can admit that, but that doesn't mean much." That wasn't true. Clara didn't like very many people, and chose her cat over the ones she did like, almost always.
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Storm snorted.
"I was just making an observation. Relationships with bosses never end well." Still, he smiled sweetly at her.
"Who said a relationship with me would end?" She asked, as she finished the cigarette, and put it out in the glass ash tray on the coffee table in front of the couch.
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"All do eventually," Storm said, a dark shadow falling over his face. What Clara had said obviously brought back bad memories for him.
She looked at him, and sorta backed away. She didn't do emotions well, especially others. She panicked, and so she just got up, and went to go take the pizza out and cut it up.
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By the time Clara had gotten back, Storm was back to smiling sweetly, his dark mood banished to the back of his mind again.
"Time to eat?" he asked, legs crossed.
She nodded, and handed him a plate with 4 slices on it. "Four for each of us. If you can't eat it all, that's fine. You want anything to drink? I have juice, milk, Jack Daniels, Vodka, Whiskey, soda." She said this while setting down a can of pepsi and her pizza on the table.
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"I'm good, but thank's for the offer." He held onto the plate, quickly eating the first and second slices.
She smiled and finished the 4 slices rather quickly, and then leaned on him, just a bit.
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Storm finished off his last two slices, surprised by Clara leaning on him. He didn't say anything though, smiling a bit and turning his attention to the movie.
She sighed and drank her soda, as her cat lay on the back of the couch. "Oh hi there Sylvester. Have a good nap huh?" He proceeded to meow very loudly in her ear, glare at Storm with one eye, and nudged his way inbetween the two. "He's a needy cat. Love him to death though. Found him after he got in a bad alley cat fight, fixed him right up, and took him home." She scritched the cats chin lovingly. "We've both been through heaven and hell together. He's just an old fart now though." She laughed a bit, a smile gracing her lips.
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Storm nodded, listening intently. He was a bit surprised when she smiled.
"It's always nice to have someone by your side," he said.
"Well. He's not a someone. He's an animal. Two different things ya know. Having someONE by my side would say that I have a boyfriend or girlfriend of some sort. But ah don't. Don't need anyone dragging me down. I just like having him around. Cures the lonely, the depression too. He's spoiled rotten, that I can tell ya." Her smile disappeared a bit, would reappear, then disappeared again, like she was fighting the happy. Uncomfortable with showing emotions around others. She tried to keep it all under lock and key.
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"He's alive, is he not? I don't like calling animals things." Again, the dark shadow from before. It passed in a moment though, and he was smiling again.
"And why do you keep trying not to smile? I ain't the kind of asshole who'll use your emotions."
"I'm not saying he's an object. He's an animal. A living thing but not a person. And a good protective cat as well. And because emotions are weakness. Because how do I know that?" She retorted, leaning off of him, but didn't scoot away, but instead scooted closer. She picked up the cat, and scooted close enough that the two's thighs were touching, and then turned her attention to her cat, who was trying to attack her hand.
