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Video Game Girl (Knight and Zombie)

Tainted Rainbows

Tainted Rainbows

Supernova
Joined
Jan 9, 2009
Miho had been working at this little retro game store for about a year now. She was used to the kind of stares and awkwardness she got from the customers, but nothing had prepared her for today. Before now, she had been asked out, called pretty, and been asked to marry by about half of the regular customers and she always played it off like they were joking, even if they weren’t. They usually went along with it in order to forgo the embarrassment of being turned down. The only exception was one drunken man who, one evening, started cussing her out for not giving him her number.

Today, Miho wore an old Super Mario shirt that was obviously a guy’s shirt that she had ripped up and sewn back together to make it fit better. She like it better like this anyways. She also wore a pair of dark blue jeans that hugged her nice rear just right, even if the shirt did cover most of it. Now Miho was a very pretty girl. At least that was what she was told by most of her customers; though she didn’t always believe them. She knew she wasn’t bad looking, but she never really thought of herself as pretty. Up through high school she had always been one of the weird kids that usually ended up being loners. She wasn’t like that now though; she had plenty of friends who she hung out with on a regular basis. In fact she was talking to one of them right now.

Her Best friend Trixy was currently standing across the counter from Miho, talking up a storm. Miho just nodded and listened, hardly getting a word in edgewise. Trixy was going on about her boyfriend and asking Miho why she hadn’t gotten one in such a long time. To which Miho just replied with a shrug and Trixy went off on something else. Before too long, her friend got a text and left, off to see said boyfriend while Miho started pricing some games someone had traded in. She sighed, looking around the empty store. There were some tables set up in the middle of the store so people could open and play the Magic the Gathering cards the store sold and some old school arcade games set up in the corner. Most people couldn’t stand it, but Miho had come to enjoy the loud “MARVEL VERSUS CAPCOMMMM!!!” that rang out every five minutes from one of the machines.

She put everything away when a few customers came in and started browsing. “Hello, Welcome to Games 4 U! If you need any help with anything, just yell.” She said with a smile. And that was how her day had been going so far. A few customers, then about ten of fifteen minutes of no one. She liked it that way though. That way she was never too bogged down with work to help someone, or stop and have a friendly conversation. A few regulars stopped in, wondering what they had in that was new. They stayed for about thirty minutes, talking with Miho about the new Xbox One and the PS4, wondering what she thought about them. Which honestly she didn’t care for them. She did work in a retro store for a reason. Those were her favorites. Once they left and she was alone once more, she started processing again, humming along to the music she had playing.
 
Conner Knight pulled up to the Games 4 U store that he lived close to, his powerful Shelby GT 500 Mustang rumbling as he watched a group of teenagers pour from the store. He cut the engine to his car and climbed out slowly, stretching his arms over his head. He wore a black muscle shirt that clung to his built figure well enough, as well as a pair of custom faded blue jeans over black work boots. He shut his car door and started walking toward the store as a seemingly drunk man staggered into the store before him.

"Hey, Miho. 'Ave you reconsidered givin' me your number?" He slurred, swayying before he leaned against the counter, the smell of whiskey on his breath. "You know I'll get what I want eventually." He smirked as he licked his lips, his eyes on her chest.
 
Miho was admiring the nice mustang that had just pulled into the lot when she saw him staggering into the store. She didn't even greet him, she just kept working. She rolled ner eyes when he asked for her number again. "Nope. Havn't reconsidered a thing. You will NEVER get my number." She said. She really wasn't in the mood for his nonesense. She was having a good day so far and she wouldn't let him ruin it. A disgusted look crossed her face when he said he would get what he wanted and licked his lips. "Now if there's nothing else I can get for you, would you kindly leave? I have a lot of work to do." She said, turning back to the stack of games she was pricing. Only an hour more and she could go home. She just hoped this guy would leave. She didn't like dealing with drunks.
 
The drunk reached over the counter and grabbed her wrist, pulling her toward him. "I ain't gonna take no for an answer!" He growled out, reaching for her breasts. By that time, Conner was stepping inside the store, his eyes narrowed at the scene before him. He moved forward quickly, grabbing the drunk man by the hair and pulled him off of Miho. "Hey, jackass... Show some respect to the lady." He snarled, dragging him to the door. He shoved the man out of the store and locked the door to keep him out, turning back to the young lady. "Are you alright?" He asked, walking over to her.
 
"Hey!" Miho yelped as he grabbed her wrist. Her fight or flight response kicked in and since she couldn't run, her hand shot up to his that was now groping her, trying to keep him from feeling her breast anymore. When she heard the ding of the front door open, her mouth hung open, not sure what to say. When tjhe man rushed foward and pulled the guy off of her she stepped back, just staring at him. "Thanks." She said, stil a little in shock. She just stood there rubbing her wrist. It was already starting to bruise. She looked up at her savior. "Thank you so much." She smiled at him.
 
He walked over to her and smiled back, leaning against the counter. "Youre welcome. So, who was that guy and why did he attack you?" He asked her, frowning slightly. He looked at her wrist and growled, seeing the bruise. "God, people like that piss me off." He muttered, shaking his head. "Mind if I take a look?" He guestured toward her wrist.
 
She frowned a bit when he asked why he attacked her. "About a week ago he asked me for my number. Today he came back, totally drunk and asked if I'd reconsidered and said he'd get what he wanted. When I told him no, he didn't take it well. I still don't know his name." She said as she rubbed her wrist nervously. When he asked if he could take a look, she nodded. "I guess." She shrugged, holding out her wrist for him. "It's nothing." She said. She was sure it would heal in no time. "How can I repay you for saving me?" She asked, smiling at him a bit. It was something she wanted to do, even if he didn't think anything of his actions.
 
He held her wrist carefully, studying the bruise. He looked back at her after hearing her story about the drunk. He shook his head and released her wrist, sighing. "Maybe I should have done more than throw him out, huh?" He half joked, smiling at her. When she asked what she could do to thank him, he grinned. "How about dinner? And I drive you home tonight."
 
Miho laughed a bit at his joke. "Maybe, but at least he might think twice about harassing me now." She said, smiling a little bigger now. She was a bit surprised when he asked her out to dinner as a way to repay him. "I was thinking a free game of your choice, but dinner works just as well." She shrugged again. She looked at her watch then back at him. "I get off in thirty minutes, you can wait if you'd like." She said, smiling at him. She felt almost giddy. She hadn't been on a date in a while. Most guys were too intimidated by her looks to ask her out, at least once they saw her tattoos. Or they were too awkward to actually get the question out. The last kind of guy was like the one who this gentleman threw out not too long ago. They harassed Miho, thinking they could bully her into dating them. She suddenly shook her head. "Hold on, I don't even know your name." She said, laughing a bit. Amazing what she would agree to because he saved her from a rapist.
 
He leaned against a wall and smiled slightly, watching the demos on the televisions. He skimmed through the games casually, mostly the FPS titles. He looked back at her when she asked what his name. "Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't realize I'd forgotten to introduce myself!!" He laughed, walking back to her. "My name is Conner Knight, Black Ops 2 League TDM player. And you are?" He smiled warmly.
 
Miho smiled as he introduced himself. She had to admit, no one had ever introduced themselves like that before, at least not with their game of choice. "Miho Muller. At your service." She curtsied. She wasn't going to tell him, but she played Black Ops 2 as well, though people usually thought she was a guy when she did. It wasn't long before it was closing time and she packed up her things, just a jacket and a tablet and then walked back out. "Alrighty, you ready to go?" She asked. When they left she turned off the lights and locked up the store. It was then that she was glad he was still there. Right around the corner, a few stores down stood the creep that tried to feel her up only an hour ago. She stepped closer to Conner, taking his arm as if they were dating and stayed close. Maybe if the creep thought he was her boyfriend, he wouldn't bother her anymore. She could only hope.
 
He nodded and stood next to the door, waiting for Miho. "Im ready to go." He opened the store door and walked out with her, smiling when she held his arm lightly. He looked around and spotted the creep trying, and failing, to hide in the shadows. He chuckled softly and opened his passenger side door for her, shaking his head. "That guy is an idiot." He laughed, closing the door behind her. He climbed into the driver side and started the engine, Killswitch Engaged pumping through the speakers. "Where to?"
 
She smirked when she saw what car was his. "So this beauty is yours huh? I was admiring it when that fool came in." She said, getting in and buckling up. She smiled at his music choice. Very nice. She thought for a moment when he asked where to. "Well, since you wanted dinner, we could go to my place and I'll cook or we can go out. Up to you." She said. She was more than willing to cook for him, it was the least she could do after he saved her like that. "Oh ya, I have a dog." She added as a warning. Just in case he didn't like dogs. But Handsome Jack was a very sweet dog, even if he was intimidating looking. Being a bullmastiff, he tended to scare a lot of people with his size. She gave him instructions to her house if need be. They were simple instructions, she only lived two miles from the store.
 
He drove toward her house, smiling softly at her words about the car. "Yeah, this is my pride and joy. I built it from the ground up. Took me a few years to complete." He grinned at her, shifting gears as he weaves through the light traffic. "I guess we could have dinner at your place. And I have a German Shepherd, so dogs don't bother me." He told her, pulling off the main road. He pulled into her driveway and put the Mustang into park. "Here we are."
 
Miho noded as he spoke about the car. "Well you did a wonderful job. Everhthing is perfect." She said as she inspected the interior. When he mentioned he had adog, she was glad. Hopefuly Jack wouldn't frighten him. She smiled as they pulled up to her house. Yes it was actually a house, not an apartment. She got out of the car, and they entered the house. It was a very nicely taken care of house,,and the inside looked just as nice. Instantly as they walked in, Jack greeted them. He jumped up on Miho, standing as tall as her when he was on his hind legs. She laughed a bit. "This is Handsome Jack." She said, petting the large mastiff. It was a very minimalisric house until you saw the living room where she had a very impressive collection of games and a very nice set up. She gave him a quick tour, before heading back to the kitchen to start dinner. "You want something to drink?" She asked. Before long the house smelled of tasty chicken and rice and vegetables. Miho just hoped he would like it.
 
He knelt down and ran his hand along Jack's side, grinning wide. He looked around her living room and examined her collection of games and controllers, nodding in approval. "Wow... Nice gear, Miho!" He walked into the kitchen, inhaling deeply. He licked his lips and leaned against the counter, trying not to drool in front of the beautiful young girl he had rescued. "Um, if you have a bottle of water, I'll take that." He murmured, looking around her kitchen. "So, you live here by yourself?" He asked her, curious.
 
Jack's tail wagged as he was pet and gave Conner one big lick in the face before following Miho. It was obvious the dog was attached to the girl. She couldn't help but grin when he complimented her collection. "Thank you. That's my pride and joy. I've been collecting ever since I started playing video games when I was 10." She said. She paused cooking to get him a water bottle, opening it before handing it to him. "Yup, just me and jack. I've interviewed candidates for roommates, but it's never worked out. And now the spare room is Jack's." She laughed. If he went into that room he would see, it was just a giant dog bed, some dog toys and a half shredded blanket. For now, she stared at the tattoo on his arm. "You got any more?" She asked, motioning to the ink. She pulled up her sleeve, revealing the octopus wrapped around her shoulder surrounded by colorful fish and jellyfish. It continued up, but he wouldn't be able to tell how much more she had.
 
When she told him about the failed canidates for her roommates, Conner frowned taking a drink from his water bottle as he sighed. "That sucks that you weren't able to find a roommate." He said quietly, the drink hanging in his hand. When she asked about his tattoo, he let a grin escape and replied. "No, I don't have any other ink, but I'm wanting to get a Celtic Knot tribal on my back." He leaned forward and studied the ink on her arm, nodding his approval. "Very nice ink, Miho! Your own idea?" He asked.
 
She shrugged when he comented on the roommate situation. "Its not bad. I don't have to worry about coming home too late and I don't have to wear clothes all the time." She winked at him then went back to cooking. She smiled at him as he told her his tattoo plan. " Ahh that sounds cool." She nodded when he asked if it was her design. "Yup, my best friend drew it up for me." She said as she plated the food. "Alrighty then. It's ready. Hope you like it." She said, grabbing a plate and handing it to him.
 
He took the plate from her and sat down at the table, sipping at his water. "This looks good, Miho." He said, picking up his fork. He gathered up some of the chicken and vegetables before taking a bite. His eyes widened and his mouth began to water as he grinned, looking at her. "This is amazing!! The best thing I've had to eat in a long time that was home cooked!" He laughed, taking another big bite, closing his eyes as he savored the taste.
 
Miho grabbed her own plate and sat down with him. She took a bite and smiled. Not bad. She really enjoyed cooking and she took pride in it. She couldn't help but smile at his reaction as he took a bite. It was surprisingly sincere. She laughed a bit. "Thanks. I'm glad you like it. It's the least I can do for you saving me." She said and continued eating. "So, you want to play some Black ops after dinner?" She asked, grinning at him. A little friendly competition was always good. "Maybe we can make a friendly wager?" She suggested, grinning mischievously.
 
He her food like a man who hadn't eaten in days, licking his lips slightly. He smiled and nodded at what she asked. "Sure! Black Ops sounds fun. I haven't played all day." He laughed and leaned back in his chair, sipping his water. "You play Black Ops often?" He asked her, taking another bite of his chicken.
 
She ate fairly quickly, mainly so he wouldn't be waiting on her while she finished. She grinned when he said he hadn't played all day. She thought for a moment when he asked if she played often. "Umm... I play a bit." She said, but that was a major understatement. Her gamertag was fairly known, mainly because she never spoke on the mic and everyone wanted to know who she was because she was pretty damn good. She put their dishes in the sink when they were done and went out into the living room and set things up. She sat down on the couch and Jack immediately tried to curl up in her lap. Granted he was really just sprawled across it because he was bigger than she was. She just held her controller, and grinned at Conner. "How do you want to play?" She asked, wondering if he wanted to play online or just one on one. Either way he would probably end up seeing her gamertag.
 
He walked over and sat down next to her, picking up the other controller. "How about a one on one match? I need a little warm up." He grinned and turned on his controller, downloading his profile to her XBox. "And what are the wagers? Well, your wager." He chuckled, waiting for the download to finish.
 
Miho smirked as he said he wanted to warm up first. "Alrighty. We can warm up." She said as she waited for his profile to download. She had to think for a moment when he asked about the wagers. "Hmmm..." She thought, tapping her lip. "How about we make this interesting. For every game I win, you lose a peice of clothing." She grinned mischeviously. He probably wasn't expecting that. Especially since she was confident he would end up naked very quickly.
 
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