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Arriving at the party I was approached by a large tanned man, Bucho I think.
"..Master Gino asked to see you." His accent was bizarre, hard to place actually.
..What would Gino want with me? I found myself thinking, after all, had I NOT given the boy over to those two little blond whores last year?
He should’ve hated me
But then again, there was Christmas 04, freezing to death out in the cold, far away from safety of the forums. But there was no way Gino could've remembered that. I wasn't entirely finished with my introspective pondering by the time the two of us approached Gino. He had changed.
He looked up at me, greeting me warmly.
"Talim." He said standing up. "It's been a few years, hasn't it?"
Years? the Ball was only months ago.
"You're skin has gotten darker since then.." Gino said, pouring himself a beverage and sipping it. "And it looks like you changed your hair too." he looked at me, starting to reach across to likely scratch my ear, which folded backwards. I was getting Nervous. What was Gino's Game?
"Why are you being..so polite to me?" I begged of him. "I sold you out, for money to the people that your father lost his life competing with." I was starting to cry, like a little kitten. Gino flinched. Even now, he still was unused to girls, But then he smiled at me, and stroked my hair.
"..I wouldn't have survived long enough for father to have found me, if it weren't for a Dark Haired Catgirl, who managed to get caught in the storm. She kept me warm, and stopped me from running out into the woods." I wasn't stopping him from scratching my ears anymore. He remembered.
"I brought you here to thank you for your kindness. When no one else could, you saved me Talim, and for that I am grateful. As for working for the twins, I think there are worse fates than a hostage of two busty blond twins, ahh don't tell Sasha I said that, I'll never hear the end of it." There was a silence. Which he ended by walking off and telling me to enjoy myself at the party.
The Irony of that statement follow me for a long time, as for many gaians, including me, H2k5 was the worst night ever.
That's quite another story