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[ironside_pixie]

"Aren't boys supposed to have superior hand-eye co-ordination?" She asks, raising her eyebrows at him in disappointment. She digs her toes into the edge of the hand-me down leather couch in Ellen's New York Apartment. You see, there's this guy and truth be told, he's not anything like any of the guys she's been with. He's not rough and mean, or

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[kurosakiboy]

"I guess not," he replies, tossing his controller to the ground with slightly more grace than her. "But to be honest, I'd rather be here with you than out in the streets. I mean, no offense, but...New York kinda smells."

Coming from a small town, Ichigo was not exactly what you would call 'prepared' for something quite so different as New York City. He thought he was, of course, but he wasn't. The smells, the sounds, the taste of the air - all of it is so different here, so strange, that he's feeling very much out of his depth.

"Not that I'm not liking it here," he quickly amends, casting a tiny smile her way. (He's hardly EVER scowling around her now. It's really quite alarming). "It's just different. But in here it's just...not. Not so much, anyways, and with you I don't really mind any of the stuff that seems strange to me. I think I'm actually getting used to it, actually."

Maybe not the smell, but the rest of it is bearable when it means he gets to be alone with her.

[ironside_pixie]

"Yeah." She agrees, wrinkling a nose that's got Pixie senses. To her the city smells like iron, poison and burning...the aroma of a world on the brink of destruction. Kaye picks at the loose leather on the sofa, peeling up small circles that Ellen won't bother scolding her for later.

"Karakura town is nice." She botches the pronunciation, frowning slightly.

There are certain things you need to deal with when you met at Milliways; she doesn't want things to be serious enough for that conversation.

[kurosakiboy]

Her pronuntiation would have been a point of mockery, not so long ago. Then again, a lot of things were different between them not so long ago. Things seemed to have happened very quickly between them, even though it took years for things to reach this point, and sometimes Ichigo can barely believe that the Pixie girl he once teased and mocked is now the same girl he can barely tear his eyes off of.

"It's alright, but it's also about ten times smaller than New York. I never thought about moving away from there, to be honest, but these days..." He shrugs and trails off, letting the sentence hang as he tries to identify an odd stain on the carpet. Blood or ketchup, take your pick.

"What about you? Anywhere in particular you're hoping to stay? I guess you've moved around a few times by now, haven't you?"

[ironside_pixie]

"New York is easy to get lost in." A year or two ago that was her main concern. Finding a place to get lost, where no one will notice what a freak you are.

She's been thinking a little different lately. Looking at a few empty shops, considering her coffee shop, roping in Corny and Luis, helping people with their faerie problems - helping faeries with their people problems.

She swallows hard and finally bites the bullet, saying what she's been thinking for months.

"Sometimes people...lose...the door, it disappears." She is very good at not looking at him; studying his reflection in the TV.