TO CUT A TURNING TAIL

28). CLASSIC CHUNKY COMBO

 They all start exiting the room at the same time and end themselves stranded at the gate. Jon being the final person to join the audience, inadvertently kicks Primus' ankle but quickly apologizes. Jon's lengthy arm rushes forward, like a wise man, to click on a button beside the wall, the door enlarges, and they walk out, the woman joining in advance to click back the button before Jon does. Jon goes away after they exchange ciao smiles.

It is almost night; they have spent more than seven hours getting to experience this story. There is an elegant summertime cafe outlet at the end of a beautiful shop, but it looks as if dark. They enter inside and the door to the café lightens up, the path in front of them is paved white, there are a lot of seats from where light is coming. It's as if these seats have been covered in a glass cube thus light just remains fixed to the signified dining and does barely affect the decorum outside of the cubes. However, it's just how these lights are since people are frequently shifting out of the light area.

From behind them a few more people enter the café and fill in the remaining sittings. Now there is just one spot left and the entire hall is shining bright. They walk to the vacant sitting. The glass partition to this sitting opens up from one face letting them walk inside. One of the seats at this circled table is facing the outside glass partition of the shop, this shows their sitting is at the very far end of the shop. They seat themselves on those luxurious and comfortable wooden chairs, a cozy circular table in front of them. The sitting set is cozy and has those jungle-themed vibes with the tree logs designed to the table chair's support and a basic wood design over them.

Jon snaps and waves his hand, a waiter comes in rushing on his hoverboard, "yup?" he asks. Jon snaps again with his slender wrist floating in the air and his eyes closed, "we'll go with the classic Chunky combo" he announces. Everyone nods and starts appreciating the combo, "the coffee!", "yeah, that's a good one!", larriel constantly snapping her fingers in appreciation, *Kamaya producing erotic gasps which are not awkward*, Kamaya has certainly embarrassed himself by such a frivolous expression. It seems that all of them are well acquainted with this place even though they barely walk out to experience such things.

"Oh shit!" groans Acker, "what the hell happened?". "I gotta go to the washroom" he answers. However, Jon can see a very dramatic scene to it, "Am I stopping you, Acker?". "No....", rather being frustrated by Jon's comment, Acker silently walks away.

"Even he's not stopping me," Jon proclaims as he stands up and walks towards Acker, his gaze sneakily set on Acker's feet. He canters towards him quietly and with ease, bringing his leg in between. As he begins to chuckle, he observes that the others have stood up. "I realize what you meant now," says Primus. Jon is happy with his accomplishment until his emotions take over and he feels a covert touch over his leg, but as his eyes move down, he realizes gravity has begun to draw him down. As luck would have it, he raises his hands forward to avoid crashing on his naked chest.

Lovi, on the other hand, is doing something similar to Kamaya. Just after wobbling the kick, she crouches and covers both her ears in frail tension as Kamaya thuds to the ground. "That sure wasn't intentional," Jon mockingly comments of this action. Larriel, on the other hand, is perplexed as to how Kamaya could have missed such an attack. However, it is not an attack. Larriel notices the same thing. Primus, on the other hand, notices a very disguised yellow-black vertical design cut confetti camouflaging with Kamaya's yellow-black striped t-shirts.

"It numbs the senses in the person for a millisecond, that's why I had to be rapid" she boisterously tells Primus. "But how could that work on Kamaya?" he wonders out loud. "It can work on anyone, even peds. But in combat, bringing it out just to get the hook of the opponent for a millisecond is barely advantageous. It can be, but depends on the situation and my reflex and spontaneity; neither is good for me ever. Hahaha", she sighs. "Practice it" advices Kamaya.