A Dish Best Served Hot :: Hahvoc & Ksan

[Kayito-san]

Allan looked around his barren bedroom. The blank walls, the blank floor, the blank ceiling, everything that had been familiar once, was no longer so. The pasty white complexion of his room was a stranger to him. Allan turned, shifted his backpack on his shoulders, and walked down the stairs, scanning the walls for the last time. He reached the bottom of the stairs and opened the front door. He marched out and made his way to the car that was waiting for him. He looked around, smiling, until he spotted her. The one thing he wouldn't miss in this neighborhood. Allan sneered and put his fist up, flipping her the bird. He didn't know if she'd seen it, but he didn't care, and got into the car and drove off, and that was the last he'd seen of her.

Six years later;

Allan had just finished unpacking and had sat down in the chair overlooking the driveway. He had just begun renting half of a split-housing complex. He had been transfered to this new city as part of his work, but he hadn't had much trouble moving in. The other half had recently been rented as well, but to whom, he didn't have any idea. Allan stood up and walked to the kitchen area; It was fairly spacious home, although narrow, and had three above-ground floors and a small basement. Allan poured himself a glass of Scotch, and returned to his seat. Much to his surprise, or perhaps he hadn't noticed, there was another car parked in the driveway, and it wasn't his.

 

[Hahvoc The Decepticon]

Charlotte couldn't believe she was moving...again. She had been in this neighborhood the longest and didn't want to leave it. That idiot had been moving as well and she was thankful. She never wanted to see his face again. The young woman sat in her empty room with its wine red walls, seeing how blank her room was made her heart ache in the slightest. She wasn't quite ready to move yet. However, she didn't have much choice as her father called her out to the car. The movers had left ahead of them and so it was just them. As she made her way outside, she was given the finger from her unruly neighbor, to which she gave him twice what she had received as she slipped into the back seat. The car started and she watched him leave before her parents decided to leave the home she had practically grown up in. She was going to miss her home, just not that asshole...

Six years later..

Charlotte was happy with herself. She had just rented out a split-level and was glad to basically be living by herself. Well, she had her neighbor and her mother and father lived just down the road. They were helping her pay for it since her father was military and quite high in the ranks. Still, she had her own place. She had returned from her job interview, pleased that her new boss was going to be hiring her and she would start working on Monday. She had a week to herself to relax before work started. She heard Vincent barking in the side yard and she opened her door to step out after turning off the engine. She was quite attractive with her dark brown hair and its auburn highlights, and sky blue eyes with their flecks of purple. Her skin was infamously pale, but she had her Irish heritage to thank for that. Her heels clicked lightly against the pavement as she locked her mint condition '69 Camaro, and made her way to the side yard to grab Vincent, her two year old German Shepard. As she made her way to him, she noticed the car in the driveway that she hadn't seen around, since she had been at her parents house until the pipes were adjusted. She paused for a brief moment before shrugging and giving her baby boy the attention he was barking for.​

 

[Kayito-san]

Allan peered down at the woman and her car again. He sighed and shifted his weight. "A Camaro..." Allan had always been a 'connoisseur' of 'fine automobiles'. He had two cars; His daily driver, the BMW, was parked outside. His hobby car, a 1931 Pontiac Roadster, was parked in a shop just outside of town. Allan sipped his scotch and heard a dog beginning to bark. "Dammit." he grunted, "A dog?" He stood, and picked up his coat. He was not going to stick around long enough to be 'introduced' to this dog. He pulled on his jacket and hopped down the flight of stairs. He opened the cigar box near the door and-- Realized he had none left. He cursed, and walked outside anyways, locking the door behind him. He pulled his collar up and began to walk down the driveway to the sidewalk. He would go for a walk. A long walk, to the coffee shop for something, and back. Long enough for the woman to forget about bothering him.

 

[Hahvoc The Decepticon]

"Vincent! You need to calm down, ha ha ha."

She called. She had given him the same name as her old dog because they had looked so similar. She wasn't sad that they had to put Old Vincent down, but he did miss him. Puppy Vincent couldn't replace the old one, but he filled the void of loneliness. She unhooked him from the runner and laughed loudly when he jumped on her, successfully knocking her to the grass. She laughed and laughed as he licked her face and got her outfit dirty. She didn't care though as she heaved the beast off her and ordered him to the door. He obeyed with a bark before stopping and looking to the side, seeing her neighbor exist the other part of the house. Vincent took off like a bullet, and got in front of the man. He whimpered and made a nuisance of himself by rubbing against the man's legs like a cat.

"Vincent! Get back here!"

She yelled as she jogged over to the toy of them and hefted Vincent back by the collar.

"Sorry about that. He's still a puppy and loves people."​

 

[Kayito-san]

Allan looked ahead and nearly bumped into a stout but lean german shepherd. The dog rubbed itself against Allan's leg, and Allan took a step in the other direction. He looked down at his pants, which were now slightly caked in earth and grass. He silently brushed it off, and looked up as its owner spoke to him. "Don't worry about it, it's fine." Allan smiled a bit, subtly adjusting his coat on his shoulders. She was a good looking woman, there was no doubt about that. However, something seemed familiar about her, something that drove his suspicion. Apart from that she seemed fairly energetic, he felt as though he knew her from elsewhere. Allan shrugged it off and came back to reality. He gave her a gentle smile, and turned to leave.

 

[Hahvoc The Decepticon]

When she got a good glimpse at the man, she felt her breath leave her. He looked familiar, which made her suspicious but something about him stirred some deep longing that she had never known existed. But she shook the feeling off as he turned to leave. She didn't want to impeded him if he had other things to do. She gave him a small smile and nodded her head.

"All right then. I suppose I will see you around some time or another. Have a good day."

Scolding Vincent with a roll of her eyes, Charlotte dragged the beast back into the house and looked out the window at the man. She wondered what this was. She was hardly this suspicious of people she met, but something about him set up all her guards and perhaps her attraction. She sighed. Whatever! He was her neighbor and that was that. There was nothing else that was going to happen and she didn't want anything to happen anyways. Hearing Vincent barking again, she shut him up by giving him his food for the day as she went to take a shower.​