[C] Fresh Meat

Days had passed and she hadn't met anyone that had looked interesting enough to bring home to her Elder.

So she had called Ger to ask for help.

He'd told her in no uncertain terms that she had to go out there and be better bait to draw in more interesting people.

So now she was planning to be bate. To draw in someone with a new look. People preyed on the cute when they were walking around in the middle of the night, right?

So Cade had wandered into a clothing store and was now flicking through a rack of dresses, chewing on a stick of gum as she looked through all the stupid items of clothing.

What did people want dresses for anyway? She'd been forced to wear them for so long. She hated the sight of them now. She was only doing this for Ger.

It just so happened that Rizzo worked at the clothing store that Cade decided to wander into.

He didn't remember much from the night he was drunk. Just that there was an angry person, a crack in a wall, and one of his towels was missing.

When he saw Cade browsing the dresses he scoffed and shook his head.

He didn't remember her from the night before.

But he thought it was funny that someone so fashionably challenged would be in a high end store like this.

And then it dawned on him.

That was the girl he saw dancing in the rain. The one he had actually been jealous of.

"Uhm, posso aiutarlo con qualche cosa?" He asked, and it didn't seem like he was at all intimidated by her like he was the other night.

Of course, that was because he didn't remember her being the angry person.

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"Um, can I help you with anything?"

Cade blew a bubble then popped it as she pulled a pale pink summer dress from the rack.

She looked at it with narrowed eyes. Pink was supposed to be cutesy and feminine, right?

"Ti sembro ho bisogno di aiuto?" she asked, holding the dress against her body as she looked at herself in the mirror stood next to the rack.

She didn't even glance in his direection.
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Do I look like I need help?

"Onestamente? Si. Rosa non è il vostro colore. Si lava la vostra carnagione pallida. Si sarebbe molto meglio in colori freddi come il blu o il verde." Rizzo responded without missing a beat.

"E 'un po' di consulenza gratuita. Ciò che non è libero sono i prodotti che vendiamo. Forse il vostro perso o semplicemente inconsapevoli, ma si tratta di un negozio di abbigliamento di fascia alta. Penso che forse un reparto più adatto per il ragazzo ingombrante cercare andate per è Esercito della Salvezza."

He didn't care if that was a rude way to treat a customer. But he was snobby and so was the store. And people who looked like Cade were most often the type that would rather pocket the clothing than pay for it.

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"Honestly? Yes, you do. Pink is not your color. It washes out your pale complexion. You would look much better in cooler colors such as blue or green."

"That's a little bit of free advice. What isn't free are the products we sell. Maybe your lost or just unaware but this is a high end clothing store. I think maybe a more suitable department for the bulky boy look your going for is Salvation Army."

Pink was wrong for her skin colour? What the hell? When did dressing yourself get so damned confusing? Once upon a time the most difficult part of getting dressed was pulling your corset tight enough. Now you had to think about the colours and your skin?

Ridiculous.

"Sarei guardando vestiti se volevo che il ragazzo ingombrante aspetto?"

Cade set the pink dress on the rack again and pulled out a mint green dress, holding it up to her body in front of the mirror.
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Would I be looking at dresses if I wanted the bulky boy look?

"Uch no no no tesoro, evitare i colori tenui. Il vostro complection chiede qualcosa di più ricco e vibrante. Dio si è senza speranza. Che cosa stai cercando di impressionare mamma e papà o qualcosa del genere?" Rizzo said in exhastburation.

He picked up a green and blue silk floral skater dress from MSGM and held it up to her.

"Qui tesoro, provare questo. I verdi ulivi tirerà fuori gli occhi mentre il floreale blu aggiungerà un tocco morbido femminile. Inoltre, è cucito in vita a rivelare che il vostro in realtà una femmina."

Then a cocky little smile came to his lips.

"Meglio di tutti, è in vendita. Solo 470 €."

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"Uch no no no sweetheart, avoid the pale colors. Your complexion calls for something more rich and vibrant. God you're hopeless. What are you trying to impress mommy and daddy or something?"

"Here sweetie, try this. The olive greens will bring out your eyes while the blue floral will add a soft feminine touch. Also, it's sewn in at the waist to reveal that your actually a female."

"Best of all, it's on sale. Only 470 euros."

"Tesoro?" Cade repeated dryly. When had she become his sweetheart?

The jibe about her parents drew a hard look into her eyes and she turned to tear him a new one, but she paused when her eyes settled on his face.

He was the man that had spattered wine all over here just a few days ago. The annoying one that didn't know English.

Cadence was a big believer in fate. If you met someone more than once, then it was important. Her lips pursed a little as her blue eyes flickered over him. Did meeting him again mean that he was the one that she was supposed to bring home to Ger?

"Non mi piace. Che altro si può suggerire?"
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I don't like it. Whwat else can you suggest?

Rizzo huffed.

"Perché non ti piace? E 'troppo costoso o troppo ..." His eyes looked her up and down.

"Troppo bella per te?"

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"Why wouldn't you like it? Is it too expensive or too..."

"Too pretty for you?"

A brow arched upwards and she blew another bubble from her gum. It popped and she ran her tongue over her lips, collecting the gum back in her mouth.

"Bella?" He thought that monstrosity was pretty?

"Riesci a trovare un altro vestito che fa per me o sei troppo inetto?" she challlenged, crossing her arms over her chest.
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Can you find another dress that will suit me or are you too inept?

Rizzo laughed sarcastically.

"Questo si chiama proiezione tesoro, e non è una buona occhiata per chiunque." He had much sass for a straight boy.

He picked up a sleeveless floral and lace belted dress. It was black with a few accent colors to brighten it up, and it went down to just over the knee.

"Qui, questo è solo 416 €." He said, bringing the dress up to her so it looked like she was wearing it in the mirror.
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"That's called projection sweetie, and it's not a good look for anyone."

"Here, this one is only 416 euros."

"E che è chiamato eludendo la mia domanda."

Cade had harddly even taken a glance at the dress before she shook her head. Her gum bubble cracked again.

"Troppo scuro. Voglio guardare carino." She emphasized the word cute into three long syllables. "Sei sicuro che si può aiutare? Non stai facendo un buon lavoro."
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And that's called evading my question

Too dark. I want to look cute.

Are you sure you can help? You're not doing a good job.

Rizzo put the dress on the rack.

He had had enough of this little bitch.

"No. Non posso aiutare. Stai chiaramente sfidato. Soprattutto se si pensa che un po 'lesbica come si può eventualmente guardare carino. Prendete il vostro bubblegum, e lasciare il nostro negozio. Il tuo tipo non è voluto." He said, nodding towards the door.

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"No. I can't help. You're clearly challenged. Especially if you think that a little butch like you can possibly look cute. Take your bubblegum, and leave our store. Your kind isn't wanted."

"Sei veramente di merda in questo," she insulted with a snort.

And just to piss him off, she cracked her gum again. Loudly.

She didn't leave the store, just began looking through dresses again. She had to do this for Ger. She needed to make herself bate; find an attractive man to bring back.

Her eye flickered to the human before returning to dress searching. She snorted softly.

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You're really shitty at this.

Rizzo spoke slower, as if she was mentally handicapped.  

"Voi. Sono. Non. Cercasi. Lasciare."

He motioned for the security guard to come forward.  

This wasn't a store that put customer service first.  This was a store that held the idea that they were a privilege to the public, not a right.

And Cade had abused her privilege.    

A large, sweaty body guard walked up.  

"Si prega di scortare questo delinquente dal nostro deposito." He said aloofly, flicking his wrist at Cade like she were a cockroach.  
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"You.  Are.  Not.  Wanted.  Here."

"Please escort this delinquent out of our store."

Cade was half way through lifting a dress from the rack when he spoke.

She rounded on him, raising her chin as she glared up at him. In the same obnoxious tone, she spoke.

"Tu. Sei. Un. Cazzo."

She cocked her him and crossed her arms over her chest. She looked the picture of hostile bitch.

"La vostra antipatia per me sta mettendo il vostro negozio fuori dal mercato. Non vorrei essere io a dire al vostro capo che hai appena perso centinaia di euro perché eri così inetto non si poteva trovare un vestito per una ragazza."

Cade arched a brow and a slow, mean grin curled her lips.

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You. Are. A. Dick

Your dislike for me is putting your store out of business. I'd hate to be the one to tell your boss that you just lost hundreds of euros because you were so inept you couldn't find a dress for one girl.

Rizzo openly laughed.

"Okay, prima di tutto? Non abbiamo bisogno il vostro affari. Stiamo facendo bene, e preferiamo non suolo la nostra immagine con voi qui. In secondo luogo, chiamando te una ragazza è un po 'generoso, non credi tesoro?" He said mockingly.

"Ottenere fuori di qui." He said to the security guard, turning on his heel and beginning to walk away.

The security guard took a step towards her.

"Listen, I don't want any trouble. Please just let me escort you out without a fight, eh?" He said in English, with a similar accent to Cade's.


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"Okay, first of all? We don't need your business. We're doing just fine, and we'd rather not soil our image with you here. Secondly, calling yourself a girl is a little generous, don't you think sweetheart?"

"Get her out of here."

Cade just gave an amused giggle when Rizzo ranted at her and walked away.

How pathetic.

"Do you think he knows that he just lost the business of the Aedelric's?" she mused to the guard, stuffing her hands in her jeans and meandring towards the door.

She was, after all, part of the Aedelric coven, a very influential family in England. It was a name that had stretched for over a thousand years.

The guard raised his brow and started to gently guide Cade towards the door.

"Are you bluffing?" He asked, sounding a little surprised.

"Er... sorry... I didn't mean anything by that."

Cade just grinned. When she really smiled, tiny dimples appeared in her cheeks.

"I suppose the store will find out when none of the family come back here to shop. Aunt Wilburg had said so many good things about this store, too. Shame."

She shrugged her dainty shoulders as she opened the door. "Cocky children don't do well in stores like this."

The thought of dropping the stupid human into shit was putting her in a very good mood.

The guard shook his head.

"This isn't England. This store pride's itself on being exclusive. I'm sorry mate." He said, opening the door to let the girl out.

"This place is so much better than England."

Cade took a few steps backwards.

She grinned as he looked up at the guard. "Will you give him a message for him?"

The girl shifted her weight form one foot to the other, looking a little excited.

"Tell him: see you soon, sweetheart."

The guard looked at her with a puzzled expression.

He didn't pass the message along. He didn't find it necessary. And frankly he hated Rizzo. The boy was an over-privileged entitled douche bag.

At the end of his shift, Rizzo pulled his designer bag over his shoulder and exited out the back, making the short walk back to his apartment.

He stared up at the night sky, admiring the full moon.

Sat on the step up into Rizzo's apartment was a little form, clad in a mint green dress.

The colour of the dress played up all the green shades in the flower tattoos up her arms and legs.

Cadence tapped her feet, clad in dainty white flats, as she waited for the boy to appear.

Rizzo stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the familiar face sitting on the step to his apartment.

"Come facevi a sapere dove abito?" He asked, stunned. "Ugh, Non Importa. Sembri terribile." He said with irritation.

He walked up to her and attempted to shove past her to enter his apartment complex.
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"How did you know where I live?"
"Ugh, never mind. You look terrible."

"Non sei esattamente quello che vuole," she told the boy as she rose to her feet.

She span around, enjoying the feeling of the skirt floating around her thighs. "Carino, non è vero?"

The girl stopped her spinning, to face Rizzo again. "Non sei esattamente quello che vuole, ma si fida mio giudizio su chi è interessante. Si potrebbe essere interessante per lui."
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You're not exactly what he wants.

Cute isn't it?

You're not exactly what he wants, but he trusts my judgement on who's interesting. You could be interesting for him.