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Call It A Hunch Because She's Good At Those

Nura is twirling a lock of hair around her finger, thoughtful. She's half-sitting on the hood of a vehicle, one leg casually crossed over the other, hand against the cool chrome vehicle exterior, posture almost slothful if not bored.

She'd taken the time to thoroughly clean and brush her hair - a somewhat difficult task due to the longer length her hair had taken since she first woke on the ship. Originally, she was going to style it for this excursion, but then remembered how the wind would mess with her hair anyways so why bother?

She's humming a soft Naltorian lullaby under her breath when a precog flash comes to her and she lifts her head and her lips slip into a friendly smile.

"Hey, ho, Sweetie. You look lovely."

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"Hello Nura, thank you." Sofia said, blushing slightly. Instead of walking, Sofia floated in the air over to Nura. Her ribs were better, but that it still hurt to move very much, so despite feeling like a show off, Sofia went with the mode of travel that gave her less pain.

Besides, it was fun to fly.

"Ready to have some fun and shrug off that Downer Girl mood?" she uncrosses her legs and slips down off of the vehicle's chrome hood. Feet on the ground, she leans against the vehicle's grille, smiling broadly. "Ben should be here in one minute and thirty-eight seconds."

One minute and thirty-seven seconds later (Ben was never good at being punctual), Ben rolled up in his car, sucking on what appeared to be a fruit smoothie. "Hello everyone," he greeted. "I come bearing snacks and a car."

Sofia waved. "Hello Ben, I'm Sofia Mantega. It's nice to meet you."

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"I think you already know me, Ben," Nura coyly says as she strolls over with a less-than-innocent smile, hands on her hips, with one hip cocked suggestively. "You two ready for some fun or would you like to stare at one another for another good minute?"

Ben chuckled as he flipped a pair of keys and clicked it, the resounding "Be-beep" of a car alarm going off next to them. "Staring's fun and all, if it doesn't get me slugged."

Opening the door, he offered, "Ladies?"

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Nura gives Sofia a ~~helpful~~ nudge forward. "Sofia will ride in front with you Ben. She loves having the wind in her hair." She elbows Sofia in the arm with a superior smile, as if to say 'told ya'.

"I'll gladly ride in the back, though."

"I-" Oh, she was going to have some words with Nura later. Not that she didn't expect this to happen. "Alright." Sofia walked instead of flying over to the car door and took a seat. She didn't want to make a bad first impression.

To be honest, he would have been okay with the flying. It wasn't like he didn't do it on a regular basis all the time.

Once they were in, he closed the door and clicked the remote again, the engine roaring to life. The internals lit up with highly advanced alien tech and he slid into the drivers seat. "One drive to nowhere coming up."

He pulled out of the bay and started to head for the city.

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Nura settles into the backseat with the sly smile of a cat with a saucer of milk (oohhh, she has plans for you two, indeed). She actually manages to have a lounging seating position despite the seat belt constricting her in place.

But Nura being Nura, even in scheming, can't be quiet for too long unless asleep. She leans forward and raises her head a bit.

"So...Ben. You should tell Sofia about summer you spent chasing aliens when you were small." She reclines back into her seat, wide, not-so-innocent eyes, and broad grin. "It's a good one."

"Nura." Sofia chided. "Ben can talk about whatever he wants to talk about." Although alien chasing did sound interesting.

"Naw it's okay. I like talking about it. It was the best Summer vacation ever." Said Ben. "I thought it was going to suck, considering my cousin Gwen was coming along. But when we set up camp that night, a meteor fell out of the sky, and it turned out to be an alien device that could turn me into aliens. Wasn't really good at it first."

"How did it do that? What kind of aliens were this?" Clearly this was going to be an interesting story.

"There were ten at first. The Omnitrix is a universal database, filled with a ton of them. For the longest time I thought there were just only ten, until more showed up over time. There was one point where I went to the future and discovered I had unlocked 10,000 of them. They called me Ben 10,000 then."

He grinned as he turned onto the turnpike and roared the car into the highway.

"You went into the future? How far? What was it like?" Her voice rose with excitement as the car sped along.

"About twenty years or so. I was about thirty then, and was the biggest and most famous hero of them all. Of course I'm not sure if I'll turn out that way but y'know, it's always nice to shoot for a goal."

Throwing the car into a higher gear, he sped up along the highway as the windows rolled down and he tabbed on the wind shields.

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"Just remember that the future isn't set in stone, Sweetie," Nura says, pushing back her hair as the windows roll down and the wind comes at her so suddenly.

Nura's hair starts to become manic, whipping around as the wind gets caught up in her hair. She gathers her hair and tosses it to the right out the window so that it is out of her face.

If it was before, it certainly wasn't now. Sofia didn't give voice to the thought, too depressing.

"You were a hero then. Who was your enemy? I assume there was some fighting involved." Considering their reasons for being here, it was probably a safe assumption.

"My big enemy, still is actually is an alien called Vilgax. He's one of the most wanted men in the galaxy, and I clashed heads with him numerous times. There was a lot of smaller enemies but Vilgax was the worst." Ben threw the car into a higher gear and roared down the interstate. "Last I checked, I beat him up and left him at the bottom of the ocean."

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"...and you did all this while you were ten-years-old." Nura smiles softly, though there is still traces of some coltish effect in her blue blue eyes.

"Again. Impressive. Just have to say it. Impressive."

"Ten years old?" Sofia turned to look at Ben. "I did not even have my powers when I was ten."

"Quite honestly it was the best mistake ever." said Ben as he hurdled the next turnpike which lead to the cluster of buildings from Bellwood. "It was originally meant for my grandpa Max, a retired intergalactic police officer. But sine my DNA was close to Grandpa, it latched onto me and defaulted."

"Since then I've been fighting the good fight. With a five year break though."

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Nura giggles and leans forward, enthralling her arms around Ben's neck, careful to not block his eyesight lest she wish for a quick, blame-worthy death.

"Isn't he just the cutest, Sofia? Well, cute and noble." She laughs with gaiety brimming in her tones.

"Nura!" Sofia went through three shades of red: dark, darker, darkest.

Ben sputtered and then laughed as he downshifted, making the turn off into the park-side building he liked to call Mr. Smoothy. It was there that the cluster of houses that had come from Bellwood sat, and he drove towards the parking lot. "It's like having mom flirt for me," said Ben in a low sotto voice, despite his grins.

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Nura rests her head on top of Ben's, beaming like a cat who caught her mouse. "Somebody has to. You certainly won't do it even though there are two pretty girls in the vicinity."

"Nura, I do not need any help flirting with someone." Wait... "I- that is..."

Nura looks like the cat that caught the canary. And she doesn't have to change her facial expression much to emphasize this. She just arches a brow as to say "oh really" without actually saying it.

"We've been played," said Ben, summing up the situation as he pulled into the drive-in and slowed the car to a halt. "I guess we're being set up. If that's alright."

"Well- I do not mind spending time with you." Yep, definitely blushing.

Ben chuckled as he unbuckled his seatbelt. "To be honest, neither do I. Mind that is. It's really nice."

Simple words were all he was coming up with at the moment.

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Simple words. Sweet words. Not enough words, in Nura's opinion. But she's sure that the evening will bring with it words that have yet to come.

"Oh good. Then I don't have to lock you two in a closet like I originally planned," she says with a flick of her hair and a playful shrug of of her shoulders. "Much easier now, mmmhmm, thanks."

"Nura geez!" exclaimed Ben as he got out and opened the door for the pair. "You don't need to lock me in a closet. For one thing, there isn't any big enough here."

Yet anyhow added Ben mentally, realizing that as industrious as Nura was, she'd have found one soon.

Nura hops out and puts an arm around Ben's in a mild coquettish manner. "Aww, Ben~. You know that I'm only joking. A little." She gives him a little squeeze before moving aside so he can help Sofia out of the car.

"Besides, I only lock zorkers and nasshats in dank, dark places with lock and key."

"Thank you." Sofia said, stepping out of the car. "Somehow I knew I shouldn't have let you come along." She said to Nura.

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Nura's response is to flirtatiously flick her hair over a shoulder with the sweep over her hand, and sashay towards the building. Beneath her breath, she hums an old rock ballad (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uABnCLr4Pp0) .

"Hmmm, hmm, hmmmm, hmmm." There is a small sad note to the tune.

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Call It A Hunch Because She's Good At Those

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dammit LJ!

/headpat

fixed it.

Re: fixed it.

Re: fixed it.