The Final Exam

After a few minutes of walking, Rhys paused outside an odd shop, the sign said voodoo and she shivered. She looked in the window for a moment, before shaking her head and kept going. Dark magic like that wasn't good for one's soul, joke or not. Looking up at the sky, she went to run her hair through her short hair, before realizing that the sleeve covered her hand.


With a small chuckle, she pushed it back then fixed her hair so it covered the bruise, though it had gotten a bit better. Rounding the corner, she stepped onto a slightly busier street, and stepped off to the side to stand against a wall. Watching people, she smiled to herself, wondering what all these people did with their spare time, and that though they seemed so rushed and angry now, that when given the time, they were pleasant. After a while though, her eyes stopped looking at everyone, and started looking at people who looked like her, wondering a new thought entirely.
 
It was a normal, typical afternoon in this city struck by the sweltering summer heat. Ice cream was being sold, air conditioner sales were going up, and the local pools were almost filled to the brim. However, there was one person who did not seem interested in any of these activities going on. This flaming haired "gentleman" was too engrossed in focusing on the women swimsuits to care about anything else. "Man, I wish I was at the beach...I could move about freely instead of wading through this congested mess!" the young man thought as he got out his silent camera and started taking pictures of various women wearing swimsuits.


"Ooooooooooooo, a one-piece! And look at that one! Wow, nice body! Is she a C-cup?!" Perverted thoughts continued to enter his mind as he began to wrap up his work, putting the camera back inside his many pocketed jacket. Brushing away imaginary dust from his hands, the man known as Ryce Longhorn made his escape, successfully completing another "beauty hunting mission."


"Now on to the next spot..."
 
After a while, Rhys got bored again, and started walking once more, hands drawn up near her chest, the tips of her fingers peeking out from the sleeves as they played with her ring necklace. Suddenly, the site of a woman with brown hair and blue eyes drew her attention, she looked like she was missing something and Rhys moved a bit faster, her wondering increasing.


That was, until she bumped into someone and hit the ground. Making a noise of pain, she rubbed the bruise on her face where she had landed and winced a bit.
 
As Ryce Longhorn continued his beauty hunting mission, he set his sights on a public park. "Heheh, if the wind actually comes today, I might have a golden opportunity! Gotta seize this chance!" Continuing to think about perverted thoughts (we will now refer to this condition as "perving out"), Ryce did not notice a woman approaching him until it was too late. With a loud "thud", both of them fell to the ground. "Etetetetete, that hurt!" Ryce said as he looked towards the woman. "You al--" Ryce's eyes almost popped out of his head as he stared at this beauty...the position she was in...her curves promoted by her grey jeans...her hoodie dropping off the shoulder, almost inviting his eyes to the unknown...


"Jackpot!"


Getting himself up, Ryce offered a hand to the woman. "Need help?" he asked.
 
Ty looked into the light with the crystal in his hand. "Looks good. To bad i don't need a paperweight." He placed the heart crystal on the table in front of Lydia. "You can have it." He shrugged with a smirk. "I am only interested in finding the pure of heart." He folding his arms on the table and placed his head on them sighing. "Now if only i could find one as easily as that one." He said waiting to fill his growling stomach.
 
stratos was walking down the street with mutliple gracety bags in his hands he had went shopping at the nearby market and got all kinds off food. he had a rolled up piece of paper in his hand that said application.he had a giant smile saying to himself "man i cant beleive some of the food they have here" he sat one sack down and reached into his pocket and wrote down more names that he thought might be of pure heart that he past in the market. "so i have food clothes and some extra stuff what am i forgetting now" he said with a puzzled look on his face as he past a diner. "i cant remember damn!!" he said out loud
 
At the sound of the voice and the side view of the hand, Rhys looked up at the person, a bit surprised to see someone around her age, with very vibrant hair. Looking at the hand, she accepted it and stood. "Thank you." She smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry I got in your way..."


She bit down on the edge of her lip, a bit nervous, expecting a Harold-like reaction from him. Though, people like that seemed to be rare, and he did seem like he would be 'normal' so the chances of getting hit were slim, but the thought was still there, even slightly.
 
"You can't just give me the heart." Lydia said, her eyes wide. While they were nothing more than currency to sorcerers Lydia couldn't help but feel a personal connection with the hearts that she received from people. "Someone was feeling this way towards you, not me..." With this being said she still picked up the orange crystal, eyeing it admirably. "Even if orange means lust its still a pretty color in the summer..." she murmured.
 
Ryce smiled as he helped the young woman up. "Oh no no no, it's my fault, I should've paid more attention to my surroundings!" Ryce responded, staring at the woman's body with awe. "You look so cute..." Ryce said, not knowing that he spoke out loud until the last second. Closing his mouth with his hands before putting them back, Ryce rubbed the back of his head. "Sorry about that...I just lose my train of thought when I'm with a cutie such as yourself," he added with a little twinkle in his eye.
 
Rhys shook her head, "No, it's my...." Her voice trailed off when he said she looked cute. Instinctively, she put her hands back up to her necklace to play with it, as a way of trying to hide herself. Despite that though, her cheeks went a pale pink and she looked to the side, towards the people moving about. Shaking her head, she looked back at him, "Your....odd." She said simply.
 
As Ryce watched the woman blush and look away with an embarrassed look, he felt even more elated than usual. "She is so freaking cute...I just want to squeeze her until she squeals with glee...she may not have a huge rack, but her femininity more than makes up for it..." Ryce thought as he almost "perved out." "Huh? Weird? How?" he asked the young lady. "Do I have something on my face or something?"
 
"What do you mean 'Why'd I wake you??'. You were sleeping next to me."


Like that was supposed to make any sense; usually people let Hope curl up next to them without blowing a blood vessel. Although, the boy did seem calmer and she was able to brush her hair before he offered his help.


"Mind my asking as to why you were sleeping there??"


Accepting the gesture, she used his hand as leverage and answered as he turned away;


“Nowhere else to sleep” she laughed nervously.


“I was going to wake you up, but fell asleep instead” she explained, trying not to meet his eyes.


Hope always was a bad liar, but she feigned shyness by squeezing the boy’s hand;


“Hey…uhm…Aren’t your parents worried?” she asked, peering up through her bangs.


His name was still unknown to her, as well as his heart color, but she felt that she could leave him without knowing the answer. Loosening her grip on his hand, she let hers drop and allowed Scuttles to climb it.


“You should head home” she noted, slinging her knapsack over the shoulder her ferret wasn’t resting on.
 
"Odd, not weird. " Rhys corrected, "And no, your face is perfectly fine." She rubber her arm through her sleeve and gave a small nervous laugh, "What I meant was, you speak very openly and that I find that odd about you." She felt as if she had said something wrong, and didn't know if it would be a good time to back peddle out of this conversation and leave, or if she had a chance of meeting someone nice and friendly. " Oh, I'm sorry, I don't make any sense, do I? God, uh, is there anything I can do to make up for hitting you, and probably wasting your time?"
 
"Odd, not weird. " "And no, your face is perfectly fine." It seemed like Ryce could breathe a sigh of relief - she did not think he was a perverted freak. "What I meant was, you speak very openly and that I find that odd about you." He was confused as to why someone would think that it was odd to speak openly...but he did not press the point. " Oh, I'm sorry, I don't make any sense, do I? God, uh, is there anything I can do to make up for hitting you, and probably wasting your time...anything I can do....anything..." Those words repeatedly swam in Ryce's thoughts as he thought of many erotic situations. "I could....wait, I can even do it that way...no, the back's much better...nuhuh, I definitely want to....at least....the total experience!" Completely perving out, Ryce had to shake his head and get his thoughts together.


"Alright, calm down Ryce...calm down. Just think of this like a visual novel. I basically have three choices...I can:


1. Refuse the offer. The gentlemanly way of handling the situation, but it won't help me in any way!


2. Ask her name and if I can take some pics of her. Seems like a good choice, I can get to know her better and I have some good material for my study session.


3. Fondle her - by force if necessary. No! This'll definitely have a bad end...I don't want to sacrifice my freedom for a fleeting moment!


Well, I know what I'm doing!" Looking into the woman's face, Ryce smiled. "Well, I was wondering if you could tell me your name...and if I could...take a picture of you?" he asked kindly.
 
Blinking a few times, she tilted her head, "Oh?" She hadn't expected that one, if anything, she had been expecting a get lost, or give me twenty bucks sort of thing. Blushing once more, she looked down at the ground for a moment before back at him, "Rhys Lindel." She said simply before nodding her head to the other question, "S-sure...?"
 
"Rhys Lindel...a cute name for such a cute woman." Ryce said with a smile as he reached into his pocket and took out his silent camera. "Now then, whenever you're ready, say cheese!" he replied as he aimed it towards Rhys, making sure to give it as much focus and clarity as possible.
 
Tristan looked back as she spoke but veered away when she mentioned his parents. "They left when I was still only 12." He looked towards his house, though tree's and buildings were in the way. "I can return anytime I want. If I don't want to go home, I could do that too. Though they send me money only at that address." He smiled vaguely and sat on the edge of the slide.
 
Rhys blushed lightly again, glancing downward before back at him. Lightly rubbing her arm, she said a very quiet, 'Cheese' and smiled for him.
 
"Cuuuuuuuuuute....so cute that I wanna take her home with meee!" Ryce thought as he looked at Rhys' innocent pose...it was cute, but not in excess. "All she needs are cat ears and a maid costume and then she would be the envy of otaku everywhere!" Pressing the button and taking the silent shot, Ryce moved towards Rhys and showed her the preview on his camera screen. "Well, what do you think? Do you like it?" he asked.
 
Looking at the picture, Rhys had to laugh a little, "It's different...but yes." She felt weird, looking at herself in a photo, shaking her head, she around them. "I should let you get on your way then." She gave him a smile, and a slight shrug.
 
Ty looked into the orange crystal with Lydia. He watched it sparkle a little as the light hit it tilting his head he couldn't help but smile at the picture of Lydia with the crystal. Ty shrugged off Lydia's comment as he didn't care for much for value or shiny things. "I'm sue you could use it better then me." He said looking around for a waitress with food.
 
Lydia tried to fight off a smile as she tugged the crystal heart into her pouch. "Ok, but fair is fair." she said, looking up at him and laughing. "When I get an orange crystal heart of my very own I'm going to give it to you." Lydia chuckled softly. "In a big city like this I might even return with an entire armful of orange hearts." As she said this the waitress came with their food, placing them on the table. Lydia chuckled as Sphinx lept up on the table and began to drink from her saucer.
 
"Whoa, I'm not in any particular hurry to get anywhere!" Ryce replied, thinking that he might have done something wrong. "Besides, how am I supposed to send you this pic if I don't have your email or cell phone number?" Ryce was beginning to proceed with "Operation Babe Capture #23." This was an operation that required tactically sound methods to achieve his goal of the "true experience..." Failure was not an option.


"Well, hopefully 23 is my lucky number...I don't want another catostrophic failure like the last 22...although at least I'm not being chased or arrested for indecent exposure, that has to be a good sign!" Ryce pondered.
 
"Well, I don't have access to any computers, and I don't have a cell phone." Rhys said, thinking it perfectly normal, though she apologized for it none the less. "Besides, it's your photo, I really have no use for it..."
 
Ryce scratched his head a little bit after hearing what Rhys had told him. "Ehhhh? I can understand not having a computer, but no cell phone? How do you manage talking with your buddies when you're far away from them?" he asked, feeling a little concerned about Rhys while trying not to sound rude or snobbish.
 
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