Her smile never faltered. " Alright then, if you know me so well, why don't you tell me what I'm doing here?"

He leant back and crossed his legs, gazing at the woman. She had lied about tracking him for three days, so there was something. But then again, she seemed to have a motive that wasn't so obvious.

"Well, a number of things come to mind."

He sipped his drink.

"Firstly you might have been paid to kill me.

Secondly you could be in some kind of trouble and thirdly you just wanted to see me.

Which is it or have you changed that much in your 'travels'?"

" First - if I had, you'd be dead already and you know it.

Second - when has there been any trouble I couldn't handle myself.

And third - I may have missed you over the years, Blackblade, but I haven't missed you that much."

Her eyes flashed in the changing light as she sat up on the bench and leaned in against the table. Her smile softened a little. " But then again, maybe I have and I just had to see you with my own eyes again."

"Still thinks shes king of the mountain huh?"

He flashed another smile and placed the now empty whiskey glass on the table where it was dutifully picked up by a passing waiter. He looked deep in her eyes, immediately sensing that controlled sense of adventure and courage that had served them both well in training and in their first skirmishes.

"Well my own two eyes aren't exactly in pain over having to see you either!"

With a feline grace, Kami slid out of the booth and moved to stand beside Dak. She leaned in to him, her lips pressing onto his in a soft, lingering kiss. The moment passed and she stood straight again, her fingers trailing along his jaw bone.

" Maybe next time I'm in the neighbourhood we'll do more than just see."

One eyelid lowered in a wink, and she was once again weaving through the crowd and toward the exit. On the street she leaned against the side of the building, next to the door, and waited.

As she kissed him he was nearly paralised, his mind drifting back to Paris Island not that long ago. Dragging himself back to the present she was gone, weaving her way to the door. He quickly grabbed her drink and downed the rest of it, before turning back towards the exit.

"Oh come on!"

Standing up he ran after her, tripping over other patrons in his haste to follow.

The wall behind her was cool against the skin of her back, even through the fabirc of her cloak. Arms folded across her chest, Kami smiled to herself. " Three, two, one-"

She stretched her leg out just as Dak burst through the door, catching him across the ankles and sending him flying to the duracreet street.

Chuckling became laughing as he turned onto his back and she came to stand over him, one leg on either side of him. " What took you so long?"

As she straddled him but still standing he closed his eyes, half to cover his embarrassment. Moving with lightning speed his knees came towards the backs of hers, hitting them gently but with enough pressure to force a reflex action. She dropped down to her knees on top of him.

"You know the usual, had to order another drink, trip over some people as i came outside left completely teased and had a cold shower."

Dark brown locks rippled as she shook her head, that all too familiar smirk dancing on her lips. Kami placed both hands on his chest, leaning down to him, her face hovering meer milimeters from him.

" You always did like me on top..."

Shifting her weight forward as she lifted her legs into the air, doing a handstand on his chest for a breif second before vaulting over him to land on her feet. She turned around, offering him her hand.

" What do you say we get out of here, go do some catching up?"

He reached up to accept her hand and she started to pull him up, but at the last moment he reversed his downward pressure and, hooking his leg around hers, sent her tumbling onto her backside as he rose off the ground.

"Of course! Any ideas?"

He extended his hand to help her up.