week three | dates

[marriagebroker]

Here we go again.

You all better kiss.

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[phenomerom]

[ Rom's quiet and just nods along as Nico places the order. He wasn't lying that he's not much of a wine person -- he prefers sake on the rare times he indulges -- but he also doesn't really care about what he's drinking. It was just a vehicle to try and get a proper conversation started. ]

Hunger for a bit of a thrill, hm? I guess I don't disagree ... [ Said placidly as their server departs, before he leans against the tabletop a little bit. ] Is that what drew you to Mr. Aventurine?

[nrangel]

Nope!

[ It's delivered with the sort of confidence one might expect a girl who didn't need it said that "her company was an honor" would say things with. ]

Those sorts of things absolutely need to go with saying. What good is a compliment to me if someone never bothers to pay it in the first place?

[researcherstory]

Not just "like" -- I did, in essence, glue it together. Practical Crafts aren't given any sort of... fanciful name, [ not that her combat-focused ones do anyway, ] but they act the same as any other, taking a small bit of our energy, mixing it with intent, and giving rise to a variety of everyday "magics" for us to use.

[ Odile tilts her head after a moment, staring at Edamura.

... ]

I'm certain I could teach you... if you'd like to learn.

[nrangel]

[ Buddy, she does not get it at all, but she'll reach over to pat him on the upper arm in a "cheer up, buckaroo" kind of way, before he starts to scurry off with his food. She'll take her order quickly and following him, so that he can witness her commit further crimes against him. ]

Soooo... I'm guessing you don't have much of a sweet tooth yourself then?

[crimsin]

Y...es?

[ He thought that was a pretty well-established fact. ]

I cannot be human if I am a vampire?

[ Help. Where did the wires get crossed... ]

[crimsin]

The thrill?

[ Ha laughs, a light a bubbly sound, a few shades of sunshine brighter than even his usual. ]

In part, perhaps. To tell you the truth, I think he is quite sweet... ah, but do not tell him I said so. He has a reputation to protect.

[crimsin]

[ There are a great many things Nico would do for Aventurine if asked. Carrying him is pretty easy. ]

It was a lot rowdy. But I am still grateful for it, and for every chance I have to get to know you, mon étoile.

[ He leans over, planting a quick kiss on Aventurine's cheek. ]

Are you ready to go?

[nrangel]

[ H U H ? ]

[ Sorry, give her a second here, because while she is aware that she comes from a different world than the rest of them, this is really messing with her own perceptions here. Truly she's feeling like day one Poppy and Edamura right now. ]

Weird... I mean, they are in my world, so I guess I just assumed.

1/2

[ordimame]

[god sometimes this guy makes it easy for bean to open up and be honest with himself for a change, and SOMETIMES bean just wants to KICK HIS ASS!! this whiplash!!]

[now is one of those latter times]

. . . you really want secrets that badly?

[jabs!! a finger at him!!]

Then try to keep up.

[gamboler]

[ That earns Rom an amused look, one brow arching high. ]

So that's what your little title is about. We could have used your ghost hunting skills last week with our little haunting, my friend. Or are you more the type of "paranormal investigator" who sets things up before hand to make a quick return on investment?

[ There's no judgment in the way he asks. He's seen plenty of such cons in his time, even pulled them himself, so whether Rom is the real deal or not, either seems perfectly valid to him. ]

[ordimame]

[which is. . . all the warning Rom gets before Edamura just. turns towards the cameramen. gives them a wink]

[and then bolts, ducking and weaving his way through the nearby arcade machines! he is not particularly athletic, so it isn't too hard to keep up with him physically. . . but the cameramen are so shocked at his sudden departure and need to take a moment together up their equipment that keeping track of where he is going maaaaaay be a little harder]

[gamboler]

Are you...able to pick out any of what they're saying? It's all lost on me.

[ But it sounds nice, and it definitely seems like there's a battle about to break out between the sword-wielding actors. ]

[ordimame]

[just ignore him, he will get over it]

Not especially. I don't mind it on occasion-- [holds up his chocolate croissant, which he bought mostly because chocolate pairs well with coffee] -- but I wouldn't say I crave it. . .

[ordimame]

[it's the last part that takes him completely off guard]

-- what? Me? No, I don't think. . . we don't have magic in my world. Or. . . "Practical Crafts."

[don't you have to be born magical or something for that??]

[nrangel]

[ Hahaha. ]

Not a single word of it.

[ Maybe a couple, but it's still pretty different sounding. ]

If it's Siracusan then, and they're all fighting... maybe it's two warring families?

[ Though in the mafia style rather than the related one. ]

[crimsin]

Oh, no. We are quite different! To me, it is like asking a dog why it is not also a cat.

[ Something something catdog. ]

[gamboler]

[ ...Somehow it's not all that hard to imagine Edamura screaming like a girl.

The staff gives Aventurine the safety sign-off as well. As exciting as it would be to go careening towards possible death, that would probably put a bit of a damper on the date. ]

Don't worry, I already am. I doubt I'll be able to outdo him in that regard, but do you have any other words of wisdom for me?

[nrangel]

I can't imagine it.

[ A pause. ]

Actually, I can, it's pretty normal for non-Sankta, but I just personally wouldn't want to live that way.

[ She'll take a sip of her overly sweetened coffee, and still glances at where the extra cups and stirrers are kept, debating if she wants to add more. A small bone is tossed out for her considered crimes though. ]

I'll take one sip of the coffee you make later just to "taste the beans", but you're drinking the rest of it on your own. I can't do that much bitter at once.

[nrangel]

Then you guys aren't a branch of the Sarkaz?

[ Does Sarkaz even mean anything to him? ]

[hexensabbat]

[And as Rom snags their waitress, Ringo glances over the menu, so that when she arrives, she's ready with:]

Right! We're gonna get... the mozzarella sticks. The potato chips and dip. The chicken tenders. The fried pickles. Aaaand... the beer-battered shrooms.

That should do it for now! [The threatening for now.]

[irreversal]

[ Points the edamame pod straight at him and nods. ]

That's exactly it. Though I know it's not so easy.

[ She leans and props her head up with her free hand. ]

When it comes to someone's 'real self,' I'm not even sure I know the answer for myself, sometimes. But that's alright.

[hexensabbat]

Ohhh, that's a great idea! I bet she'd love it, and the fluffy cuteness feels sooo Furina.

[cute.... she will bully the crew to buy one.]

Alrighty! Omurice for both of us. I want... whatever the blue drink is with the whipped cream, too. And--a dessert, but I'll figure that out later.

[Looks like they order on tablets here, so that's nice and easy. Ringo's super at home with this system, tapping in their order eagerly.]

Want a drink, Nico?

[crimsin]

[ Yeah, about that- ]

I am afraid I do not know what that means. In my world, there are humans and there are vampires. Canids and lycans are humans who have been altered with the DNA of dogs and wolves, respectively. That is it, though.

[gamboler]

[ Uwah...with an easy grin: ]

Ready and raring, as they say. Let's see what this estate has in store for us.

[ He urges his horse into a little trot, patting her neck, cooing: ] There's a good girl.

[irreversal]

[ That's the spirit! Just wait until they hit some kind of gentle, pastoral downslope... then things will get really exciting. ]

So— get any more surprise confessions this week?