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You're looking forward to training with Luke tomorrow. That thought excites you beyond belief. So much so that you don't even notice that you've caught the attention of some...unsavory individuals. One person walking the dangerous streets of China Town by themselves? At night? Easy target. They stay close behind until they find the perfect place to ambush you. As they surround you, you have to keep yourself from laughing. They look absolutely ridiculous. Just a bunch of punks with boxes on their heads. But when they had numbers..like they do now, they could easily overpower one person. Thanks to your training you could take on one or two..maybe three. Definitely not twenty. They close in, laughing like idiots. Thinking they're going to get a quick score. That's what they think.
"Really don't think I'm likin' these odds!"
You freeze. So does everyone else.
Who the hell said that?
You see nothing but a blur of yellow streak past you. You're struck speechless as you watch this guy start laying out the box heads. Try as they might to attack him, none of them can touch him. He's swift. Light on his feet. He dances around them, effortlessly dodging their attacks. You stifle a laugh when you see his long braid smack a few of his attackers in their boxy faces. He has the moves of a break dancer, easily dropping onto his side and spinning around, his legs knocking anyone who tries to get close to him off their feet and sending them crashing to the ground. Clearly they've had enough humiliation. They scramble off the ground and run away. He laughs. "So much for the mighty Canary Crate Gang! Can't even take out one guy!"
You can't help but snort. Maybe one regular guy. This guy was on a whole other level. He was...very impressive, as was that crop top of his showing off those very impressive abs. You shake your head. Why is your mind wandering like this? He straightens himself and takes a drink from the gourd tied to his waist. "Damn losers. You okay?"
"Huh..?" You then realize that he's talking to you. "Oh..yes, I'm fine."
"Shaken up, huh? Not surprised. Those bozos are good at that."
"I appreciate what you did. I could never take on that many."
"You a fighter?"
"I mean..I just started training a few days ago. I know some basics..that's about it."
"So you haven't discovered your own style yet. don't you worry..I'm sure a cutie like you can come up with one in no time~"
You haven't been confident in your own abilities lately, so his compliment is nice to hear. "T-thank you~"
"In the meantime, you can count on me, Jamie Siu, for protection~"
Now that he's right next to you, you can finally get a good look at him. He has a very handsome face. Beautiful, dark eyes, with red lined lids. A confident smile. Confidence that was well founded from what you just witnessed. He's obviously studying you as much as you're studying him. "Hm..with someone as adorable as you, I'm gonna have my work cut out for me~"
"Sounds like you think I'm not gonna be an easy job."
He shrugs. "Doesn't bother me. I'm not afraid of hard work~"
His wink makes your heart flutter.
"Why don't I start off with bein' your escort home?"
"You'd really do that? What a gentleman~"
"Nobody knows this town better than me, plus with me around..no attacks~"
That did sound like a major plus, and having a guide as good looking as Jamie didn't seem like a bad thing either. Living in China Town would be a lot more exciting with him around~