[For Sonya]

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Island life was slowly becoming the norm for Scorpion. By now, he had accepted that he was human again. There was no guarantee for how long, but it didn't matter all that much to him. He'd take the unexpected opportunity for however long the powers of the island saw fit. But, what to do with himself?

With having forgotten his life as a human, he didn't remember what he used to do every day. Surely he had not spent every waking hour training and killing. He wondered if he used to have hobbies. It was hard for him to imagine himself collecting stamps or building model airplanes or gardening. Surely ninjas did not do these things. What ninjas did on their off-time was still a mystery to him.

So, Scorpion decided to go for a walk. He had been avoiding the general public more or less, but he thought today was special somehow. The sky seemed a little bluer. The breezes were fresher. The clouds were a bit puffier. Before he began to wonder why exactly he had been thinking about the puffiness of clouds, he saw a familiar figure headed his way. They made eye contact.

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Scorpion rose to his knees, very concerned this could be leading to some kind of rejection.

"Don't say it's just the island, Sonya. I AM capable of love now. I am not the same Scorpion from the Tournament. I don't care about trying to explain just how it happened."

"Just spend one day with me, please." He would be very hurt if she refused him that one small plea. He was sure at the end of one day, he could get her to agree to two, tehn three, and so on.

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"I know you are, but this is too out of the blue. We're too professional to just rush into this."

Even if it were so..she couldn't help but think to Cameron and Web, even Jane. Suppose Scorpion was in love with her and she suddenly vanished? Still, it's only one day.

"Okay, one day. These things only last a day-three at the most. I just don't want us to wake up one morning and find that we've done something we'd regret later."

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"Good. Thank you." Scorpion sat back down and got himself more relaxed.

"I would offer to change into something more suitable for a date, but the clothes box you showed me is not much use for me. I've only found different versions of my uniform in it."

He was on a date with Sonya Blade. Those clouds really ARE puffy today.

"What would you like to do today?" Scorpion would be willing to do whatever Sonya wanted today. If she wanted to watch paint dry or wash her socks, he'd be there.

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She felt herself able to breath. "It keeps giving me floral patterned clothing-you have to keep looking, you'll find something."

Wait..he said 'date', well, she supposed it might be a date, but atleast Scorpion was a proper age-and he wasn't that bad looking.

"I don't know actually. Lately, it's just reading, exploring as much of the island as I can-stave off boredom really."

She thinks a moment. The only places she could think of were the hub or the jazz club, and she could pay back when she goes back to work. "You ever visit the jazz club? They open up during the evening hours?"

See, this wouldn't be so bad, it's not a blind date anyway.

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Scorpion suddenly thought that sitting around reading was not, in fact, boring, but fascinating and sophisticated. Sonya did it, so it must be so.

Exploring the island sounded like what he had gravitated to already. But, it would be a lot better to do as a couple.

The last idea was the best, however, for a date. And Scorpion wanted this to be as much of a date as they could have on this strange island.

"Ah, the jazz club. That would be great. We could, perhaps get dinner at the Winchester as well?" The restaurant sounded like a much better place to eat than the Compound. You could not have a date in that crowded place.

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Truth be told, Sonya never really had a real date. Even when she was involved with Lance, they never really went out on anything special, just spent time together whenever they were able to. She wasn't even sure how she really felt about this, suppose one of them left for back home-how the hell could she continue a relationship with a specter.

Damn it, she was suddenly sick of 'what-if's'. If this was a trick of the island, it could've been a lot worse: Scorpion was still well mannered, no matter how love struck. She just hoped he wouldn't do anything he'd regret later.

"It's a date then. Winchester at 6, Jazz club afterward?" It was fitting, after all the Winchester wasn't fine dining, which suited her, and there weren't any 'theme nights' planned for this evening at the club-thank god.