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Fix My Mechanical Heart

Mark headed down the steps with Kiora, a smile on his face as they made their way down hand-in hand. Leading her outside of the building, he could see that it was already beginning to get dark, the sun having mostly set and leaving the sky with a dark blue glow, letting a few stars twinkle up above.


 
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Kiora smiled as she looked up to the sky, letting out a little sigh as she leaned on Mark's shoulder. "It's beautiful out." She whispered to him, holding onto his arm.
 
Mark chuckled as he walked in step with Kiora, gently patting her head. "As I've said many times before: it's just as beautiful as you are," he told her, kissing her cheek again.
 
Kiora smiled, letting his breath graze over her cheek softly for a moment before smiling up at him. "And every time you say it, my heart skips a beat." She whispered into his ear.
 
Mark smiled back at Kiora. "Glad to hear it. That must mean that I'm doing things right with you," he whispered back.
 
Mark smiled at Kiora for a moment longer before turning his head to look ahead at the street in front of them. Looking around for a moment, he said, "It's a good thing that there doesn't seem to be anyone paying attention to us just yet."
 
Mark nodded back. "Good idea." Then, with a small smile, he asked, "Do you have any particular restaurant in mind for the night? Or are we just going to move quickly until we find one? Unless you just want to go to the same one as last time."
 
Mark nodded, still smiling. "Alright. Sounds good to me." He was looking forward to this night out with Kiora.
 
When they arrived at the restaurant, Mark slipped his hand out of Kiora's so that he could go over to the doors and hold one open for her with a courteous smile.
 
Mark followed behind Kiora as she entered the restaurant, looking around to see a fair number of people that were seated at tables.
 
"Seems like a nice place," Mark noted as he looked around. Then as they approached the hostess, he gave her a kind smile. He was already sure that he and Kiora would be instantly recognized, especially since it seemed that she'd already been here.
 
Mark's smile remained as he followed behind the hostess with Kiora beside him. He felt happy about this moment... but little did he know that Jonathan Crookes was also present in the restaurant, sitting alone at a table with a now-empty plate.


And he'd taken notice of the two of them.
 
Kiora kept her hand interlocked with him, looking at him with a smile. She didn't pay attention to anyone else as they sat down at their table, looking at her menu.
 
Mark smiled back at Kiora, leaning over to give her a kiss on the lips before looking at his menu. "So, what are you going to be having tonight?" he asked, looking back up at her. Then another voice cut in.


"You should have some of the fried rice. It's pretty good."


Mark turned away from Kiora to see Crookes dressed in a black suit and dress pants, his thumbs hooked against the insides of his pant pockets as he stood in front of their table with a smile.


"It's good to see you... 'pal'."

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Kiora smiled into the kiss, letting the feeling linger on her lips. She pulled back to look at her menu when a familiar voice shocked her out of saying anything. Without even looking up, she pursed her lips into a thin line and let out a sigh. "Hello Crookes." She hissed.
 
Crookes chuckled at Kiora's tone, before pulling up a seat to their table and sitting down. "Quite the girlfriend you have there, Edwards," he commented, looking over at her with a smirk. "So pretty... and so fierce, too."


"What do you want, Crookes?" Mark growled in a low voice. He wasn't pleased to see their opponent ruining their night together. "To chat," Crookes responded casually, looking back over at him with that damned smirk still plastered on his lips. "Because that's what pals do, right?" Mark simply glared at him, not saying a word in response.


He wished that they were in their mech suits so that he could just beat the crap out of Crookes.
 
Kiora shot Crooks a warning glare, narrowing her eyes at him. "Well if you don't mind we can save the bro chat for later." She hissed.
 

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