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"Yeah, whatever I'll show you to the gambling den..." She muttered under her breath as she trotted along the otherwise deserted street. Raising her voice she replied, "I don't really go to the Den, if ever for gambling. I'm a proper risk-taker, I don't get my thrills from sitting around a table playing with cards, though I can play. And the name's Amira, runt."
She couldn't help but slip an insult in there, it was like second nature to her.

Flicking her head around to get a better scope of the street she picked out her path to the Den that would take them down a few darker alleyways. She wasn't sure intimidating him would even work, he seemed to be infatuated with her. Ugh, boys were like that, always trying to get what they couldn't have then trying to tame their girls. Too bad that had already happened before and she had learnt from it- not to trust guys at all.

Without a word, and not necessarily listening if Gamble was talking she lead him down several dark allies, each one more decrepit than the other. Finally she reached the point she had been looking for.
With little more warning than a growl, she shouldered the male into the corner of where two buildings came together.
"Listen runt. I'm only hanging around with you because I'm being nice." She brought her face close to his, almost baring her teeth. "If you had any other ideas, you can scamper away now kid."
There was no anger or malice in her voice, she was just simply intimidating him. With the job done she took a few steps back to assess his reaction, and to see if she still had to escort him to the Den.

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Gamble wondered what the femme could possible mean by 'proper risk-taker', he was going to ask her but she continued to talk and he didn't want to interrupt, and then finally she told him her name. "Amira... Amira..." he played with the name, testing how it fell off his tongue, "That's a really nice name, it suits you", he spoke quietly being aware that she would probably think him strange for repeating her name so much.

He followed at her side through all the quiet streets and alleys, breathing in the scents of the town and of her, when Amira suddenly shunted him into the corner. He stumbled slightly but stood his ground and did not flinch as she faced him, strangely vines seemed to appear from nowhere under the femme, the vines slowly grew out of the dusty earth and made their way towards Amira's feet where they began to coil around them in preparation for holding her tight. However once it became clear that the female was not going to hurt him the vines slowly retreated until the only evidence left of their having been there at all was a series of small holes in the dirt.

Gamble did not have 'any other ideas' beyond hoping to court this lady, and he fully intended to do it right, he wasn't about to try and force her to be with him, if she had told him to leave her alone back at the bar then he would have done albeit regretfully. He was out for fun and he had happened across a female of his own species whom he found he liked a lot, but he wasn't completely infatuated with her, for one thing he didn't like the fact that she smoked but that was really up to her, otherwise though he felt as though she was a real potential for a future life mate as they seemed to share similar interests. Finally he decided that he ought to own up to his feelings, if she wasn't interested then he'd continue on to the gambling den and perhaps he would bump into her another day, she might even like it if he was honest with her.

Gamble cleared his throat, "Amira, I uh.. i'm not entirely sure how to say this, so i'm just going to come out with it... I like you. And I would like to get to know you better, I feel that we are well attuned to each other and like the same sorts of things. But I can understand if you don't want to hang out with a runt, and I don't want to force you to do anything you don't want... so uh... well if you don't want to spend some time gambling or whatever you might want to do together then.. just tell me how to get to the den and i'll leave you be" , during his speech Gamble sounded awkward, embarrassed and a little hurt as he referred to himself as a 'runt' though he had easily brushed the insult off when Amira had thrown it at him slightly earlier, the fact remained that he was the youngest of the litter and he was the only one of his brother and sisters to not carry the psi-eye gene (despite both parents having it) and to therefore be no good at fortune-telling (his mothers trade); which made he feel slightly runtish at times. Once he finished he looked Amira squarely in the eyes and waited for her response, he tried to show her that he was sincere and that he wasn't one of those kind of males that would try to take advantage of a female, heck he didn't even want to change anything about her no matter how much he disliked it.

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(Christ, I completely forgot about this x.x So sorry~ School kinda took over )

Amira was ready with her whole bravado, ready to bite back if he retaliated like she had expected he would. But instead she kind of took a step back and studied the Lucain with a thoughtful expression, any cocky intimidation stance lost in a kind of stunned silence. For a minute, there might have been a slight softness in her eyes, replacing the usual hard flinty look.

"Well, that was rather forward, no beating around the bush there." Amira quipped shakily, trying to keep in character of her tough bravado.

Shaking her head and mentally shaking her thoughts aside, she was back to her old self. Any look of softness was gone that tough edge was in her voice, eyes and stance again. Sure, he'd caught her off guard and no average guy had said that kind of stuff to her, but he was from out of time. Surely that was some kind of new strategy that they used out of the Slums or something.
It wasn't that Amira was afraid of that kind of thing, rather she'd grown tough and wary when it came to that kind of stuff. She'd been on the streets for as long as she could remember. On the streets, there was no way one could afford to be sentimental and that was just the way she rolled. She had set up a firm, icy cold barrier around herself and she didn't think she'd be able to lower it, ever.

"So.. Gambling, right? We were going to the place, that I had been talking about? " She answered, back to her old self, albeit there was a slight nervousness in her voice. She deflected any questions he'd asked of her, save for the gambling den and she wasn't about to be worried if he was disappointed at all. "C'mon, lets keep going."

She'd be damned if she kept acting like a fool. She'd be back to normal by the time they'd reached the den.

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((It's okay, I've been a bit slow recently anyways))

Gamble was a bit dissapointed when Amira didn't answer his long ramble about his feelings, but he wasn't going to force her into anything so he contented himself with the fact that she seemed to be okay with keeping him company at least a little while longer. Besides, he hadn't scared her off, that had to be a good thing, didn't it?

He trailed along behind her, thinking over everything he'd said, and her reaction, he had noticed that she seemed a bit different, not quite her tough self after his speech; though she seemed to have recovered pretty well. He felt a bit of a fool, admitting his feelings to her like that, but then what else was he supposed to do? At least it was honest of him, if nothing else his mother would be proud. Dark thoughts swirled around in his head, he realised how much he must like this femme, she had turned his world upside down and he'd only known her for a few hours! He was constantly worrying if he was doing and saying the right things, or if he was acting the right way, if his brother found out about this, he'd have a field day, Gamble would never hear the end of it.

With an immense effort, Gamble pulled his thoughts away from the dark pit of despair they were heading towards, now was not the time to be thinking such things when he still had a chance to get to know this female and for her to get to know him. With an effort, he made himself attempt some light conversation "So, uh, what's this den like? Are the stakes good, do they have a decent bar? I think i'm gonna need a good strong drink when we get there, how 'bout you?, he could tell he was rambling slightly, but he figured it was better then walking in utter silence.