M-Modern Day Blues
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It just seemed so natural to act in such a fashion with her, even if it was taxing to be on his guard all the time. But as he released her from his grip he could only smirk a bit at her comment, giving her a flash of a smile before asking the bar keep to fix her another drink. The bar keep returned his gaze with a questioning one, seeming to say the same thing he was thinking in his head, just how the hell did that work. But he didn’t care, he had her taking a drink next to him. If for nothing else he’d get some interesting conversation.

“Oh dreadfully sorry, but I must say, you are very quick” he figured if he couldn’t get a laugh out of her he might as well compliment her skills. She had kneed him in the balls, and his groin still pained him quite a bit. The humiliation was a part of his retribution for such a terrible act. Finally he sat back down at the bar resuming drinking his glass, wondering what exactly this girls problem tended to be. Dressing like a guy, acting much like one, a fire ball of fury, and he guessed passion in there too, except he wasn’t sure where it was aimed.

“So why do you dress that way? It doesn’t quite fit you. There is much more suitable attire for a woman who wants to walk around and fight any man she comes across”


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