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@aidan t。ᶜᵃᵖᵗᵃᶦⁿʰᵒᵒᵏ "You're right, let's go!" Neta said with full agreement, before she stood up from her seat she put her cup to expecting to get another mouthful of her drink but only a few drops came, she put the mug down to be collected by the busboy and gathered her things. "Let's go to the bakery, they have more pastries and they are probably fresh out the oven compared to this place. Have you been there before? You can count this apart of your tour if not," Neta chuckled, she also wondered how they were going to get a boat unless the ones by the dock were being rented. But then again Aidan said he did not like the more modern styles compared to his old ship, hopefully they would find a good boat to sail on as the other hinted at.

@neta a。ˡʸᵘᵇᵒᵛ "What are we waiting fer then?" Aidan's smirk grew and his eyebrow lifted up in a suggestive manner, being on water was his biggest passion. "Where can we obtain that food ye've mentioned?" Aidan looked around in impatient excitement, wondering if they sold them there or they would have to get them on their way there. Subconsciously, he hoped there would also be some kind of vessel he could borrow to fulfill his promise, or plan at that.

@aidan t。ᶜᵃᵖᵗᵃᶦⁿʰᵒᵒᵏ Neta slightly squinted her eyes at the pirate as she tried to make sense of his words, but she did get a simple understanding of what he was trying to say. "I guess not,"
Neta said giving a subtle shrug, with her hands crossed over the other she also leaned in as her grin grew wider. "No!" She exclaimed with her voice rising as she straightened up but she quickly leaned in again, her expression meek but her small smile still contained zeal before she spoke again in a small voice, almost a whisper. "I don't get sea sick, but that sounds like an amazing idea,"

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@neta a。ˡʸᵘᵇᵒᵛ "Me stories often cause a fright of the water, really. They are not worthy stories when ye work at the chemical water facility where wee bucks learn how to swim," Aidan admitted, confessing his working status in the process. "Here's the plan," Aidan said, leaning closer in a mysterious kind of way as if ready to spill the master plan behind a premeditated criminal action. "We'll grab the... ye know, food, and we'll go feast by some body of water. Maybe I can get me a dinghy. Ye're not sea sick, are ye?" he chuckled at the sudden, quite reasonable question that arose in his mind.

@aidan t。ᶜᵃᵖᵗᵃᶦⁿʰᵒᵒᵏ "I have to admit, it does sound like a kid's story, maybe you should tell stories to the kids around town," she kidded, it actually sounded like a good idea the more Neta thought about it. "No?" Neta asked, her voice slightly raising, she thought the other would have known the joys of sweet pastries, they definitely had to get one now, even the cake pops they had on display. "What kind of adventure are we talking about?" Her green eyes sparkled with anticipation, she had never been on an adventure with a real pirate.

@neta a。ˡʸᵘᵇᵒᵛ "Argh, well, one hell of an adventure it was," Aidan retorted, amused by the reaction his insight in his past awoke in his female companion. "If ye knew all me stories, ye'd think they are children's rhymes," Aidan added, also taking a drink of his coffee. He turned his head around to look toward the cashier and the counter as Neta mentioned donuts and brownies. "I don't recall that food," he said with a simple expression, turning back to Neta with a smug smirk. "Do ye want to go on an adventure?" Aidan asked leaning closer over the table.

@aidan t。ᶜᵃᵖᵗᵃᶦⁿʰᵒᵒᵏ "No kidding," Neta responded with a grin directed at him, if was ever born in Aidan's time she was sure she would go crazy. Once she heard that she leaned forward a little, her eyebrows quirked upwards, her grin turning into a small smile of mischief. "Other than the scientists I could have treated to you," Neta gestured at his coffee with a slight tilt of her head. "And maybe a donut, they're brownies are better though, I can get you one before we have to leave," Neta said firmly as she leaned back, she held her cup of hot chocolate to her lips as she listened to the other's life story, taking a small sip every one and awhile. At times she couldn't understand the words coming out of but she assumed they were all good, all she could think was the other lived a more exciting life than she did and he was much older than her. "Wow," Neta breathed, she was impressed. "You know, you were born to be a pirate, all of that sounds like more than a life, an adventure really,"

@neta a。ˡʸᵘᵇᵒᵛ "We sure live in different worlds," Aidan snickered, taking a sip of his coffee, enjoying the still somewhat new taste. "And I am not accustomed to being treated to anything," he added with a persistent expression with a hint of amusement. Aidan listened to the question, giving it a longer thought. What made him? "Frankly, I'd attribute it to sheer boredom. I've been fed up with the simple life of a villager. Ye can imagine what a bored lad is capable of in those times. I cannot bring up every incident I've got in trouble fer me foolishness. Now that I give it a decent thought, that might have been why. Either the boredom, or me running from the officers," Aidan chuckled at the memory, still so vivid in his fantasy as if it was just a few years ago. "Blimey, me first job was to swab the deck," Aidan pinched the bridge of his nose, laughing to himself more than anything at the memory. "Our capt'n, old seadog he was, he got to dance the hempen jig," Aidan said with a little more sour expression, since the image of the old man being hanged was still a dreadful memory, especially for someone who used to be a likely adept to end up the same way. "The rest of us managed to flee our frightful faith and before our ship could get scuttled by the landlubbers, I got me new crew in order and sailed off. They wouldn't respect me, a young lad, fer the longest time. But, ye see, for a pirate, saving a life means a lifelong dept unless repaid," Aidan nodded firmly, supporting the old codex they've lived under.

@aidan t。ᶜᵃᵖᵗᵃᶦⁿʰᵒᵒᵏ Neta cracked a quiet laugh at the other, it made her wonder if they found anything of his that could have been preserved, his clothes were able to make it through such time. "We did, but for once I'm not used to being treated, it's the other way around most of the time," It reminded her of how her late fiance used to spoil her every time they went out. Even when Neta said 'no' to a lot of the things she saw when window shopping, they always appeared in her lap presented as a gift a day or two later from him. She tapped her fingers against the wooden table as if she was playing a piano and tipped her head to the side as she looked at Aidan. "What made you become a pirate in the first place?" The fascination was still in her voice just like earlier, it wasn't everyday you'd meet a pirate.

@neta a。ˡʸᵘᵇᵒᵛ Aidan made himself comfortable before even taking a hold of the paper cup, his posture saying how actually free the past was. His legs were spread wide under the table, his knee reaching as far as the metal rod, leg of the table went, leaning against it comfortably. He recalled being told at some point that it wasn't as acceptable nowadays, not by some people anyway, as it was considered rude. However, he hasn't yet met anyone of that sort so far, so there was no reason for him to hold back his habits of the history. "I haven't seen those in while," he chuckled at the mention of the gold coins. He was more familiar with gold medallions, a treasure of sorts, rather than gold coins as a currency. In his time, he wasn't paid by money as such, but with part of the booty, which he, obviously, rightfully, yet possibly illegally, earned. "If I have had any on me when I wrecked, the scientists will have kept it fer themselves, fer sure. Damned scurvy dogs," Aidan mumbled the last part, which in his language, was a very nasty insult to someone. "Nay," Aidan chuckled. "We've made a deal, have we not?" Aidan reminded Neta of the deal, the one where Neta would show him around and he would repay with coffee at least.

@aidan t。ᶜᵃᵖᵗᵃᶦⁿʰᵒᵒᵏ Neta quickly sat back in her seat and shot the other her usual warmhearted smile when he looked her way, it seemed like he had everything under control, she felt somewhat proud for the pirate. After he told her his opinion of their more modern world Neta thought it seemed like a hard adjustment but it seemed like the scientists he lived with made sure he knew more than a thing or two. "Thank you," Neta said cheerfully as the other put her cup of hot chocolate down in front of her, she took a careful sip of her drink, humming as she savored the rich taste. "Yep, you didn't try to pay them with your gold coins, did you?" She asked with an amused smile, hopefully he wouldn't be offended by the small joke. "You know I could have paid," Neta wasn't sure if the scientists gave Aidan money or if he worked anywhere else around town, she certainly did not want him to waste it on buying her a cup of coffee.

@neta a。ˡʸᵘᵇᵒᵛ Aidan didn't hesitate for a second when the orders arrived and were placed on top of the counter. He pulled a very old-fashioned leather wallet and pulled a mismatched credit card out of there, handing it to the cashier. He looked over to find Neta somewhere in the distance, likely to gain a gist of the general direction he should be heading to. When he spotted her looking his way with an awkwardly strained neck, he waved at her with a comforting smile. When the cashier returned with his credit card, the boy didn't forget to mention his fondness of his very realistic costume, along with the replica of a typical Victorian wallet. Aidan took a look at the leathery money holder with a confused look before putting everything in place and into his long coat's deep pocket. He took the orders into his hands and went on his way to take a seat by Neta. "Milady," he said as he delivered her cup, placed it before her and then went to sit down across from her. He took his long coat off, revealing a linen shirt underneath, threw it beside him on the seat and finally took a seat. "Is everything in order, Neta?" he asked, biting his tongue to not use lady with her name.

@aidan t。ᶜᵃᵖᵗᵃᶦⁿʰᵒᵒᵏ Neta took her wallet out of her bag ready to pay for their drinks until she heard Aidan's voice in her ear, she turned her head back slightly to him. "Oh, sure," Neta nodded her head but stayed open to say something else but she smiled instead with a curious expression painting her face. She walked through the cafe and found an empty booth by the window with a stream of light peeking through. Neta wondered if Aidan knew how to pay for anything yet, earlier he offered to pay her with golden coins and she had every right to be worried if he would give any to the cashier up front. She took her seat and stretched her neck trying to get the other customers out of her view as she watched the exchange.

@neta a。ˡʸᵘᵇᵒᵛ "Aye," Aidan nodded in response to Neta's inquiry, standing in discreet distance from her, although still at ready to step in and pay for the order, since he had some experience with such a thing happening to him before. He wasn't fast enough at that time, but he wouldn't let that happen again. He took one step closer to Neta, keeping their conversation private. "Why don't ye find us a seat, aye?" he spoke quietly, in the most informal way he felt comfortable with at the moment, trying to secure his position in this trade, being the first one to pay for the purchase.

@aidan t。ᶜᵃᵖᵗᵃᶦⁿʰᵒᵒᵏ With her lips pursed to the side she couldn't help but agree, even if she did not live in Aidan's time her father being the historian he is always talked about how great certain time periods were, and how the people back then made things as if it was the last so it could last longer than themselves. Neta was brought out of her thoughts once she heard Aidan's voice again, she was highly amused by how described the microwaves and cars, but she found him to be more innocent than the great pirate he described himself to be. "Ah, those things, wait until you find out what a computer can do," She said with a chuckle following her response, she motioned her hand at Aidan to follow her to the other part of the store where the cafe was for the book readers. Once Neta made it to the counter where the cashier was she ordered herself a hot chocolate, she was not much of a coffee drinker and preferred drinks that were on the sweeter side. "And a regular coffee for you?" She asked Aidan as she turned her head back to look at him.

@neta a。ˡʸᵘᵇᵒᵛ “Nay,” Aidan said with slight discomfort when a new ship was mentioned. “I used to want one, a new one, although looking at the world today, I feel strongly against obtaining one. It would only cause me trouble,” he spoke with sincerity, having thought long and hard about the whole issue. He knew it would not be as easy as it used to be. He knew it would be a devastatingly long process and he sure did not like the structure and overall look of today’s ship models. “Well,” he gave it a though, glanced up towards the ceiling of the bookstore, but did not particularly look at anything there. “I like the coffee drink, that’s one thing,” he said holding up a finger to support his statement. “I fancy the noisy carriages. Nice little touch that they got rid of the poor horses,” he chuckled, adding a finger to his calculation. “Oh, and I’m really fond of the small, spinning ovens with the little lamp inside. It’s a darn masterpiece of invention!” He ended up holding three fingers up in total, although there could be many other things. It was still absolutely overwhelming for Aidan and he wouldn’t deny struggling with all the technology and modern equipment, which caused him the dilemma whether he truly liked it or not.

@aidan t。ᶜᵃᵖᵗᵃᶦⁿʰᵒᵒᵏ "Really?" Neta raised her eyebrows in surprise by how much they actually did for Aidan, she wasn't a person who questioned modern science of technology but she had her disagreements when it came to more than a few processes. She handed the phone back to him when she was done and she started walking again, Neta had more questions to ask him, some more complicated than others but she decided to keep those away for another time. "You know, you can always have another ship of your own, it probably won't be as grand as the old ship that was wrecked but it's a start," Neta immediately thought of the little ships that were kept in the glass bottles, the next time they ever meet she would give him one as a reminder of his old ship. "Since you're still living and not at all a walking pile of bones, what do you like about today's world- or time?" Neta could understand him despite the heavy accent, which she had grown very fond of in such a short time, she still wondered at time if she had to phrase her wording so he could understand her.

@neta a。ˡʸᵘᵇᵒᵛ Aidan took his time to look around while Neta proceeded to tap away on the phone he has given her. He looked back with his eyebrows raised when she spoke up. “Oh, well, they’ve tried to prepare me fer the new world outside,” he said, scratching at the back of his head, trying to recall what exactly went down. “They’ve studied me, fer starters, then told me what have I gone through gave me a place to live at and some of these things,” he said gesturing with his unoccupied hand towards the phone. “All I know is that I am fortunate to be able to live a normal life after such an incident. And that me ship is a wreck, the most devastating truth there could ever be,” he said with an upset chuckle, persuading himself that this exact thing was the worst that had happened, however deep inside he knew it would come second in line, but he was advised not to think of it.

@aidan t。ᶜᵃᵖᵗᵃᶦⁿʰᵒᵒᵏ Neta was surprised Aidan had given her his phone without a problem, most would have taken the time to exit out a few things before giving their devices to her, then hover over her shoulder in case she was looking at something she wasn't supposed to see. A chuckled rolled out of Neta's mouth as she looked at the app's icon, she wondered if he he knew this was a dating app rather than a simple 'get-to-know-your-neighbor' app. "Well, that makes sense, what else have the scientists told you?" She asked as she looked at his profile, she simply looked herself up and added her to be his friend before she handed the phone back to him. Neta was not a scientist at all but she thought they would have showed him different things than hand him a smartphone right off the bat, it was interesting.

@neta a。ˡʸᵘᵇᵒᵛ “I apologize,” Aidan started with a short, breathy chuckle. “I shall do me best to address ye less formally,” he proclaimed. It would not be an easy task, since in his time this was the mannerism of a proper gentleman when talking to a proper lady, and as far as the scientist went to explain, it was rather inappropriate to associate today’s ladies to the less proper ladies of his time. It was a chore to Aidan, because, in all honesty, he couldn’t tell which woman was of which class, as in social status, it wasn’t as distinguishable as he remembered. And he did not feel right to address Neta as his did his crewmen either. “Most certainly,” Aidan said vigorously, reaching into the deep pocket of his long leather trench coat, pulling out a very modern phone which did not exactly match his attire. He handed it to Neta freely, having no worries of the modern world. People these days would rather give their wallets rather than their phone in case of emergency, yet Aidan possessed nothing merely close to such addiction to the device. “I have been advised to socialize with people in order to get acclimated. Therefore the scientists have given me that,” Aidan gestured towards the phone. It was visible that the man knew very little about the device, having only the default applications and settings, but the Imperial icon was one to stand out.

@aidan t。ᶜᵃᵖᵗᵃᶦⁿʰᵒᵒᵏ "You know you don't have to be so formal with me, just call me Neta," She chuckled softly and leaned over to elbow the sailor's arm, she noticed how formal he was with her, especially with all the bowing and calling her 'lady' or 'milady'. Neta thought it was utterly sweet of Aidan and even reminded herself he was from a different time, but she wanted to let him know he did not have to be so formal with her. She was surprised by his response, he seemed so sure they would meet each other again it made Neta's smile grow wider than it already was. Maybe by the time it was for her to go she would gather her wits to ask if he had a cellphone so she could call him for the next time they could go anywhere, maybe to one of her events, he seemed like a nice person for others to meet for inspiration. "It's funny you say that, I thought you seemed a little familiar when you started talking to me. I meet so many people within a day, and sometimes all their faces start blurring together when I see them outside of work, do you have the town's Imperial app on your phone?" Neta asked inquisitively, if he did then at one point she swiped over his profile when she was still trying to navigate things on their.

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After the clothes store, was the bookstore. Just like before, he put the poster in the window and left.

@minho s。ˢᵒⁿᵍˢʰᶦᶠᵗ³³⁰ A voice calling to her let her know that she had been found and she cursed quietly under heart breath. Katheryn debated how to play it off in a split second before hastily grabbing the first book she saw in front of her and flipping it open. “Oh, uhh, yeah! No? I found what I am looking for.” She replied in a nervous and quick-paced ramble as she held up the tome just in time to catch a glimpse of the topic: Pregnancy. Once more she cursed, this time more audibly as she awkwardly closed the thing and tried to get it back in its spot on the shelf like she had never picked it up. Heat rushes to her face and turned her pale skin a more rosey hue as she put on a sheepish grin, glancing to the male in an almost apologetic way. “Okay, that’s not what I need. Not at all. Umm...”

@katheryn w。ᵛᵃˡᵏʸʳᶦᵉᵉʸᵉˢ Minho sighed, rubbing at his nape as he gazed at the boxes around him. The bookstore had just gotten a new shipment of books, ranging from biographies about astronauts to the latest young adult romance novel. Grabbing a pair of scissors, the dark haired male slit a box open, pulling out a few books. He stepped out from behind the counter, heading down a hall to get to the shelves where the books in hand would need to be placed. As Minho neared the shelves, he took notice of a figure seemingly hiding there. The male slowed his steps, clearing his throat to catch the hooded figure's attention. "Hello! Do you need help finding something?" He said, eyeing the figure carefully.

@minho s。ˢᵒⁿᵍˢʰᶦᶠᵗ³³⁰ With only a quick breath to gather her courage, Katheryn pushed her way through the doors of the great bookstore and took a look around. The sheer number of volumes itself was almost as overwhelming as was the knowledge that she knew would be kept therein. For a few seconds the blonde could only gaze open-mouthed at the laden shelves until her purpose for being in such a place came back to the forefront of her mind. Suddenly embarrassed, she pulled the dark cloth hood of her jacket up over her golden locks to partially obscure her face as she took off down one of the side halls. Her eyes scanned a few of the titles and she frowned, knowing she was completely lost but just a little too prideful to go seeking help. Instead she found a spot that she thought was out of the way and hid there between some far off shelves to collect her thoughts.

@luke h。ᵘᵐᵇʳᵃ “And I do not understand why you constantly come in here with no intention of purchasing anything. ‘You know?’” Natalia emphasising the end of her statement as her eyes returned to the first addition pride and prejudice copy she was so carefully trying to re-spine. Her blue ocean like eyes lowered toward the book and carefully began sowing the pages back into the original outer shell of the book. It’s been three weeks now and this guy seemed to keep showing up like a bad penny, becoming more relentless with each encounter. Her eyes trying so hard not to just look up at him and glare out of pure and utter annoyance.

The ‘boring books’ comment was something that seemed to burn her ears just hearing him speak them. To Natalia, the books in her shop, no, books in general were anything but boring. Although she feared ever leaving magnolia, she had books to teach her and show her was it was like outside the safety of this town. The vile things he was insinuating, it was giving her a headache to the point where she finally slammed the book shut as soon as it was finished with the repairs she was performing on it. Her head shooting up to look at him as her blue eyes seemed to form a tint of green in them now.

“Listen here, you irksome, bothersome, irritating, annoying, frustrating, vexatious, pestilent; shameless excuse for a creature. The likelihood of me ever having with you is as likely as Pluto crashing into earth and destroying life as we know it. So let me be clear, I don’t have ANY interest in you. The only thing I want that involves you is the desperate desire to get you to leave me alone.” She said slowly as if he was too stupid to understand her. “So, go away.” she finished as she picked the book up and walked around the desk to find the shelf it rightfully belonged on. Her converse covered feet making a faint tap against the hardwood floors as her hands tightly gripped the book. Finally find the shelf, her feet leaning forward to allow her to balance on her tiptoes. Trying to reach the shelf as she assumed he was finally going to leave.

@yoongi m。ᵃᵍᵘˢᵗᵈ "A serendipity, I daresay." Sungbin added with a cheeky grin, he undertook a step back clearing the path trajectory his companion planned to endeavour. The inu rolled his shoulders to rid himself of the tension building within his humanoid form while a series of bone cracking ensued thereafter, This corporeal vessel that he'd manifested his demon self almost often in its "energy saving mode" spare the few instances where he'd encounter children then his stamina knew no bounds.

"Perhaps freshly brewed coffee is what the heaven smells like. " He remarked weaving sarcasm in his voice trotting behind Yoongi with a tune playing on his lips in a subdued volume. Sungbin quite enjoy the serene ambience surrounding this establishment, the chaotic happenings of his life drained him and books were the perfect method to punctuate the brooding demands his social standing brought. Pulled out of the from his ruminations, a lazy grin makes parted over his pearly whites teeth- sharps fangs peeking instead of canines. "My palate cannot seem to handle sweet things much. I do enjoy chewing on candies, occasionally. " Sungbin began indulgently with his gaze straying away from his friend's direction towards the books again, making a mental list of the ones he wished to buy. "Yes, I do. I asked around about this place and people were really kind on letting me know. I am glad you discovered this gem of a place, Yoongi. "

@sungbin b。ᵖᵗᵒ.ᵇᶦⁿ He hadn't even realized he was tense until Sungbin's laughter helped his shoulders to relax and his smile to spread more warmly. Laughing quietly at the abrupt call-out, Yoongi nodded in agreement. "Alright, Sungbin, you're right. It's probably what people call a 'pleasant surprise' even." He agreed, shifting his weight from one foot to the other as he scanned over the title on the spine of the book Sungbin had been hiding his smile behind. it was a short-lived curiosity as the book was suddenly slid back into it's place on the shelf. his dry lips a little, Yoongi sniffed and took a shifting half-step back to turn his body back towards his original path.

"It smells practically divine." Yoongi replied in an almost lascivious tone, dark eyes sharp and amused. It was a laugh, a demon using such an angelic phrase. Precisely why he said it. He missed the curious glance to his notebook, veiny hands rolling it up before sliding it into the pouch pocket of his hoody. He started to lead the way when it seemed like Sungbin was ready to follow him. "I order the iced mocha. The plain dark roast is great, but I'm not so much a fan of bitter coffee. I guess I like it a little sweet. Do you uh... Do you come here a lot? I just discovered this place a week ago." He knew he was talking a lot, his nerves often making him either clam up or the exact opposite. He wanted to be liked, after all, and it was kind of scary meeting a friend in person for the first time. Yoongi had never been great at making or maintaining friendships.

@yoongi m。ᵃᵍᵘˢᵗᵈ His comely visage is enhanced with an amused half-smile tugging a corner of his ripe mouth, conveniently shrouded by the opened book in his possession brought near his face, reaching upto the tip of his straight nose. The one addressed 'Sungbin' lolled his head sideways, right cheek squashed against his shoulder from the action as the flickering light of recognition eventually lighted. "Drop the formalities, Yoongi. We are friends and this abrupt meeting isn't half-bad. " Sungbin's voice saturated with its usual calm albeit rich, deep timbre embellished by the release of a light, mellifluous laughter mindful of people he'd shared the space with.

The enthusiastic nod followed instantly after his companion's query, Sungbin desposited the book he'd extracted to its place. "Of course. In fact, I was about to get a cup of the dark roast coffee. It smells heavenly, does it not? " He enquired while his vision strayed towards the weathered notebook rolled up in his hand, momentarily.