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((@Nelly: He's a cop so he can't always do the right thing because his job comes first hence good-ish. He's a good guy when he can afford to be and a cop the rest of the time. I sincerely doubt the heartless have a pleasant rap sheet with the Police. For example, if he knew Allison was a heartless it would likely be his job to arrest her, but, he could avoid doing so until such time as he had no choice at which point he would arrest her and she would likely go to prison. Where as a good person would likely embrace their own 'heartless' nature and do everything in their power to help Allison escape arrest and what would likely be an unpleasant fate.))

"Lost are we?" Francis said in a leering tone as he walked up next to the woman who had passed him. The golems were still following him of course. The golems oddly enough stayed at his side, he didn't seem particularly interested in a fight. The yawn he added as he walked up next to Alyria was proof of that.

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"I! Have arrived!" Matthew called out to his house. "Hi Matt!" Came the distant voice of his father from the basement, likely packing up shop. A customer with a brand new hair cut exited the door to the basement and smiled as he left. Matthew went down the stairs to great his dad. "How was business?" "Busy, that's how it was. How about you? How was your walk around the neighborhood? Meet anyone." "I did indeed. I pretty girl too, by name of Allison, just three houses down the street actually. But not anyone else of note. Spotted a group of typical thug looking types around one side of the park. Decided to avoid them in the self interest of my health." "Too much info kiddo. Well, I'm done here heading up to bed." "Like wise." Matthew went upstairs and climbed into bed for the night.

Alyria looked over to see the man come to her, she smirked at his comment. Half tempted to go and blow him off, literaly, she just smiled a bit and thought against it. "As if, I've been here long enough to not get myself lost. It would be pathetic if I did get lost," Alyria told him, not fased by the golems by his side.

((Aha, sweatdrop
Been gone for ages sorry dudes and dudettes.
Could anyone give me a quick update as to whats happening?))

"Thanks..." She was surprised at his interest. "Well... I, uhh... I keep all of my costumes. All of them. From every show I've ever been in, and a few that I've only dreamed of wearing. Are..." she paused, stepping towards the closet as he studied some of her pictures. "Are you wanting to see them?" She was aware of the red hot feeling of embarrassment all over her ears and face. Elizabeth didn't think that she'd ever been this flushed before.

Allison sat there in Aiyden's house rather awkwardly. She didn't know what to say, or do, or if she was supposed to take off her shoes like she'd had to in some of her former friend's houses.
Aiyden had been sitting on the other end of the couch looking at her silently and curiously for about an hour or so. Finally, getting a little uneasy, she glanced over at him, tearing her eyes from a mysterious stain on the carpet.
"What is that from?" she asked quietly.
Aiyden answered without taking his eyes from her. "One of my friends before I was a Heartless puked there after getting completely wasted." He said it as if it were something everyone says every day.
Allison swallowed audibly. "Can you not stare at me like that? it's a little creepy," she mumbled. Aiyden shrugged and began turning his head, ripping his eyes from her after his head had already turned toward the back door. After he'd looked at the door, his eyes flicked between him and the door.
"You want to get out of here, don't you?" Aiyden asked, a little sadness escaping in his voice.
"My uncle would be worried," Allison lied. It made her frown how easily it had come to her. He smiled like he could tell she was lying.
"Yeah. Your uncle. Well," he sighed, "we cleared it up. You can leave if you want." He leaned back against the couch again and closed his eyes, expecting to hear her jump up and run out.
Allison didn't budge. Aiyden opened his eyes and looked over at her. "You get lonely here, huh?" she asked sheepishly. She could feel her emotions betraying her with a blush.
Aiyden smirked and sat up. He was on the verge of laughing again. "Why the hell are you blushing?" he snickered.
Allison turned even more pink and answered without thinking. "Because I blush around hot guys," she stated. Both of their eyes widened and Allison slapped her hand over her mouth as they both caught what she'd just said. Oh crap.

Henry leaned in and squinted at the picture. "I was there. I saw this performance," he muttered. "Very good job," he complimented simply as he straightened and turned to face her. He glanced part her at the door to her costume closet. He thought a minute before looking back to her with a smirk. "How many more than five?"

Aiyden didn't know what to say to Allison's response. He was tempted to lean in and kiss her again, but he didn't know if she'd want that. She looked helpless. He could feel her reading his mind and he couldn't help but think about that kiss they'd had earlier.
Allison let her jaw drop a little in shock. "Do you actually like me like that?"
Aiyden felt his blush creep up just before he turned away. She mentally told him she wouldn't tell anybody about it. That she liked him too.
He looked up at her suddenly, eyes wide. "You do?"
"As long as you don't do anything horrible," Allison challenged.
"Then you're gonna get sick of me really fast," Aiyden replied smugly. What Allison did next shocked him. She stood up an grabbed his collar, tugging him up as well.
He was taller than her, so it was a little awkward, but she kissed him anyway. Obviously, Aiyden kissed back. He wasn't about to pass up an opportunity like that. Once she pulled back, realization hit him.
"We're enemies," he whispered.
"What?"
"We're enemies, you and me. You're 'the good one,' and I'm 'most likely to be arrested.'" Aiyden muttered, taking her hand away from his jacket collar. "This isn't going to work," he sighed.
"Well," Allison suggested, "you could always help me clear the name of the Heartless."
"Ha. Keep dreaming," Aiyden said.
"I didn't think so," Allison sneered.
"We could keep it a secret from the other Heartless, and your other friends," Aiyden suggested hopefully. Allison was about to suggest when she saw his eyes. The bright blue of his eyes shined with hope, but were braced for rejection.
Allison let out a breath. "Okay. In public we hate each other. No exceptions," she announced sternly. Aiyden grinned and nodded vigorously. He was about to kiss her again when she stopped him. "I gotta get home. Maybe tomorrow," she whispered. Then she smirked and Aiyden watched as she scampered away, tugged open his front door and ran home.

Henry laughed. "I'll accept that challenge!" He promptly shifted into a bird. His eyes darted back and forth, slightly blinded, but his sense of smell was heightened. He followed Elizabeth's scent and flew through the labyrinthine closet full of silk and velvet garments.
Before long, he was right behind her, flapping quietly. He silently shifted back into his normal form and put a hand on her shoulder, teasingly whispering in her ear, "I think there's someone behind you."