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Post by not u on Jan 31, 2016 20:45:23 GMT -6
"I won't get into my religious beliefs now. That would be inappropriate for this conversation." He stared at Alti for that last sentence. Vale showed no indication of caring that his death toll was mentioned so casually. He'd already announced it earlier, anyways. "A little of this, little of that." He shrugged, not going into further detail. "Haven't wrestled in awhile. My professional career was cut rather shot. 15 minutes of fame ticked away in a heartbeat." He cupped his hands around his water. "Unorthodox wrestling hasn't been done professionally in awhile. Maybe six or seven years? It wasn't very popular to begin with. There are other, better methods now." He shrugged again and tried to take a sip of his water, only gagging a little this time. Cyrus grimaced as he heard Alti slam his wine glass to the table, glancing over at his partner and sighing. After how worked up he'd gotten the previous night, he knew Vale was treading a dangerous path. Quietly he poured his soulmate another glass of wine after he drained the other so intensely, listening as the candy-colored killer began vaguely describing his profession. "Other, better methods of making money? Or of killing?" he raised an eyebrow scrupulously, glancing back over at his soulmate a couple times. He knew he wasn't gonna be okay after that kind of crack from Vale, and frankly was quite nervous about what size hell portal Alti would open up this time. Lightly, he grabbed Alti's hand under the table, squeezing it for a moment before letting go. Come on... Stay calm... Nooo hell beasts in the ballroom please. "OH!" he chirped, turning back towards his soulmate. With all the excitement going on, he had almost forgot who was actually on a date with. He figured since the back-and-forth he had with Vale had left the scientist with a new piece of knowledge about himself, he might as well use this "break" in the tension to find out more about his soulmate, choosing his words carefully and keeping an eye out for any opportunities to shift the conversation back to the original argument. "Is that what you do? That sounds so... cool!" He glanced back at Vale for a split second. "You think you can tell me about space?" Cyrus ignored all hesitation in Alti's question and grinned brightly, gesticulating theatrically as he spoke. "Well I mean, space is pretty fucking awesome! The final frontier! The last place humans haven't gotten their grubby shitty hands on! And the more we learn about it, the more we realize, we don't understand shit about it, which is exciting and fucking terrifying!" The scientist's eyes sparkled as he continued to ramble on. The beast had been unleashed. "And it's so goddamn big too, we could research for literally forever and probably not figure all this shit out! The observable universe is 13.8 billion light years wide, and Alpha Centauri is the closest planetary system to us. And yet, it'd take 40 fucking thousand years to get there unless we figure out light speed travel which, with our current understanding of theoretical physics is impossible. But man... if I could contribute at least a little bit towards the advancement that results in us one day getting to adventure to a planet outside our solar system... how fucking awesome would that be!" He paused mid-ramble as he realized his elbow was just inches from the waiter's ribs. Cyrus felt his face heating up with embarrassment, pulling himself together and clearing his throat. "But uh, yeah space. It's great. I could probably talk about it for hours." He chuckled and smirked sheepishly over at his date. "Sorry about that. Who else is hungry, eh?" Burying his face in his menu, he quickly picked out his dinner option, ordering one of the salads and the lamb entree off the menu. |
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Post by cassiroll on Jan 31, 2016 22:09:20 GMT -6
"Other, better methods of making money? Or of killing?" he raised an eyebrow scrupulously, glancing back over at his soulmate a couple times. "Why is it always about the money?" Vale seemed more than a little offended about this. "You obviously don't know anything about unorthodox wrestling or what it is we did, so let's just change the subject. Again." He clenched his glass in his hand and stared off at another table, fuming. "I was right to have a bad feeling about this. We were doing fine without your company." Vale flipped absentmindedly through the menu. "Um, what's your thinnest soup?" "Cream of mushroom." "I'll have that. With another straw, please." He shut the menu and handed it off to the waiter. After ordering, he went back to zoning out of the conversation, clearly not wanting to chat with either of these people any longer. |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Jan 31, 2016 22:20:03 GMT -6
Aberdeen began chuckling as they say chaos descend on Cyrus' table. Things seemed to be going down hill incredibly fast, and they loved it. They looked at their phone again, but not much time had passed. Part of Aberdeen wanted to excuse themself and join in on the discourse that was the other table, but would feel bad for Maicy. While there was no conversation going on, they WERE supposed to be on a double date.
Aberdeen glanced over at Rin and Andrew, completely unaware of who Andrew even was. However, they didn't care enough to find out. They turned their attention back to the table, enjoying every minute of Vale and Alti's pure frustration with one another. This was making the night truly worth it. If only they could hear what was going on. Then an idea popped into their head. They stood up from the table, turning to Maicy.
"Uh, I'll be back in a minute. I need to go outside for a smoke.." They lied before walking away from the table, towards the entrance.
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Post by ChibiGissy on Jan 31, 2016 22:34:59 GMT -6
"Okay"
Maicy continued eating her meal. She took a bit of her spicy bread sticks. It's not too spicy but it did surprise her.
"Oh! That's hot!"
She looks at Rin and Andrew. She got a little embarrassed.
"Oh! Shit. Sorry. That was a little unprofessional of me.."
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Jan 31, 2016 23:15:05 GMT -6
Aberdeen walked away from the table, making a B-line for the door as quickly as possible. They were half tempted to wander over to Cyrus' table, but resisted the temptation and walked outside. Once outside, they looked around to make sure no one was in the area before pulling their bandana off of their face. They let out a sigh, their mouth not moving whatsoever, as they pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from their back pocket. They pack was almost completely full, with only two cigarettes missing. Aberdeen pulled one out as they put the pack back in their pocket and lit it. They weren't actually going to smoke, as they knew just how bad it was for them, but they had to make it as believable as possible in case anyone else walked out. Aberdeen held it close to their mouth to make it seem as though they were taking in a huff of smoke. They yawned out of boredom, waiting for the cigarette to burn out.  |
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Post by LadyAurablade on Jan 31, 2016 23:57:13 GMT -6
Cyrus ignored all hesitation in Alti's question and grinned brightly, gesticulating theatrically as he spoke. "Well I mean, space is pretty fucking awesome! The final frontier! The last place humans haven't gotten their grubby shitty hands on! And the more we learn about it, the more we realize, we don't understand shit about it, which is exciting and fucking terrifying!" The scientist's eyes sparkled as he continued to ramble on. The beast had been unleashed. "And it's so goddamn big too, we could research for literally forever and probably not figure all this shit out! The observable universe is 13.8 billion light years wide, and Alpha Centauri is the closest planetary system to us. And yet, it'd take 40 fucking thousand years to get there unless we figure out light speed travel which, with our current understanding of theoretical physics is impossible. But man... if I could contribute at least a little bit towards the advancement that results in us one day getting to adventure to a planet outside our solar system... how fucking awesome would that be!" While Alti's initial plan was to pick at Cyrus' response in hope of obtaining more ammo to fire at the wrestler, something about the scientist's enthusiasm sparked a feeling of childlike wonder within him. His eyes lit up as he turned around to face his soulmate. "It'd be SO fucking awesome! Prodding into the unknown? Finding out its secrets? Figuring out the laws of that universe, oh!!!" he shook violently in his seat. "It's like everyday's one huge adventure!" Alti snapped out of his euphoria for one second once he realized just where he was and blushed a bit as he calmed down. "Uhh..." he said softly, placing a hand behind his neck as he looked away from his soulmate. "I just get kind of excited about these things. Back home...." his eyes wandered from the center of the table up to the fuming wrestler, a impish smirk crossing his face as a whole new sense of excitement began to course through his veins. "Back home," he spat at a much louder volume, clasping both hands together and looking brightly into his partner's eyes, "I would always explore as much as I could, finding out more and more about the life there and how they work, talking with a few departed souls every now and then to figure out what they did to get there, checking out deities, you know," he gave a light shrug. " Studying." Alti began to kick his legs back and forth, his face softening a bit as he went on. "But it's like you said; it's too goddamn big! Goes on forever! Even with all I've found, I still don't know everything..." He burst out in a fit of giggles at the comment, forcing himself to stop once a waiter appeared behind his date. "But uh, yeah space. It's great. I could probably talk about it for hours." He chuckled and smirked sheepishly over at his date. "Sorry about that. Who else is hungry, eh?" Burying his face in his menu, he quickly picked out his dinner option, ordering one of the salads and the lamb entree off the menu. "O-oh...." he mumbled, staring down at the menu before him. How would he go about ordering? He wasn't familiar with a lot of the meals listed. What if he made a mistake and got something he wouldn't like? Pulling the list down into his lap, Alti's face darkened as he took notice of the setup before him. Just what were all those utensils for? His cheeks reddened as he brought the menu to his face. What was he going to do? He had no knowledge on table etiquette, and he had already embarrassed himself plenty with that date question. "Uh.." he said finally, gesturing over to Cyrus without turning to face him or the waiter. "What he's having." |
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Post by not u on Feb 1, 2016 0:55:47 GMT -6
"Back home," he spat at a much louder volume, clasping both hands together and looking brightly into his partner's eyes, "I would always explore as much as I could, finding out more and more about the life there and how they work, talking with a few departed souls every now and then to figure out what they did to get there, checking out deities, you know," he gave a light shrug. "Studying." Alti began to kick his legs back and forth, his face softening a bit as he went on. "But it's like you said; it's too goddamn big! Goes on forever! Even with all I've found, I still don't know everything..." He burst out in a fit of giggles at the comment, forcing himself to stop once a waiter appeared behind his date. Cyrus blushed brightly as he listened to Alti ramble on in a similar fashion, his grin widening as he listened to the other man's similar enthusiasm. Despite his lingering discomfort with the idea of deities and the underworld, there was still something fascinating and exciting listening to the other mirroring his more adventurous interests. The subtle cracks at Vale soared right over the flushing scientist's head. And it did get him to thinking, even just for a moment, I wonder what sort of things are beyond that rift. He was tempted to ask more indepth, but after their table mate's reaction to even the word 'Underworld' being tossed about, he refrained.
"Well that's what's great, right? You can explore and explore and you'll always find more shit to figure out. Just imagine what kinda stuff is hidden out there. Maybe even other life forms besides us losers!" He sighed a little wistfully. "Man, I'm not an astrophysicist or an astronaut but fuck it. I'd love to get up to the International Space Station. I've toyed around with the idea of going through the full training, hence some of my experience with the zero grav simulator," he chuckled. As Alti gave his own order to the waiter, Cyrus smirked as the incredibly steamed tuxedoed vegetable fumed from across the table. "Why is it always about the money?" Vale seemed more than a little offended about this. "You obviously don't know anything about unorthodox wrestling or what it is we did, so let's just change the subject. Again." He clenched his glass in his hand and stared off at another table, fuming. "I was right to have a bad feeling about this. We were doing fine without your company." "Maybe if you were less intent on getting offended and picking fights, and more intent on talking to Lettuce, you'd be having a better time," he retorted, glancing at Alraada who still appeared to be checked out of the conversation. "We didn't ask to be seated here." He grabbed a piece of bread from the breadbasket in the center of the table, shoving it into his mouth before any further vitriol could spill out. He liked Lettuce and wouldn't mind conversing with her further, but damn was her soulmate and his asscrack-bound spandex grating on his nerves. |
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Post by cassiroll on Feb 1, 2016 1:13:55 GMT -6
"Maybe if you were less intent on getting offended and picking fights, and more intent on talking to Lettuce, you'd be having a better time," he retorted, glancing at Alraada who still appeared to be checked out of the conversation. "We didn't ask to be seated here." He grabbed a piece of bread from the breadbasket in the center of the table, shoving it into his mouth before any further vitriol could spill out. He liked Lettuce and wouldn't mind conversing with her further, but damn was her soulmate and his asscrack-bound spandex grating on his nerves. Vale drummed his fingers against the table, perching his chin in his palm as he listened to what the scientist had to say. He sighed a bit under his mask, feeling incredibly tired after the few days of interaction he'd partaken in. Perhaps he just didn't understand people anymore. He stood up suddenly from the table before going down on his hands and knees and vanishing under the table. He lifted only a single arm out and pointed in the direction of Alti. "I'm putting myself in time-out. Please do not follow me, as that would make this situation even more awkward." The hand turned towards Cyrus. "You are right. So I'm removing myself for the time being." The hand made one final swivel towards Alraada. "I'll be back soon darling~!" The hand then tucked itself away under the table cloth entirely, completely obscuring the wrestler. Now 'alone' under the table, Vale scrunched him legs up to his chest and rested his face against them. Was this the mature thing to do? Hell if he knew. Clearly he was the odd one out in all of this, which was saying something considering all the strange people this event had garnered. He pulled his phone out of his pocket to check his messages, the glow of the screen lighting up the dim area under the table.
"Are you having fun yet? : )" A message from his mom. "Your father sends his love. Are you taking your medicine? How is the new leg treating you? We're working on the other one right now!"The message was too long to be sent in one, and continued in another. "Just be yourself, hun!"Vale sighed and tucked his face into his knees. He'd just put himself in grown-up time out. That was easier said than done. |
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Post by Emily on Feb 1, 2016 8:43:22 GMT -6
Maybe if you were less intent on getting offended and picking fights, and more intent on talking to Lettuce, you'd be having a better time," Alraada had long since gone back to reading her book, as she didn't want to take part in this argument. When she heard she came into the conversation, she looked up and tuned in, hoping that she didn't have to slap a bitch. People were arguing once again, and she decided that she needed to step in, for her own sake and the sake of the people sitting around her. Vale had gone underneath the table, Miley Cyrus was angry, and the stripper was still being a general idiot. She sighed to herself and adjusted her position, to where she was sitting up straight. "Please." she said, her eyes falling on everybody at the table. "Don't turn this into something unpleasant. I doubt we'd be able to go somewhere like this on any other occasion." she stated almost bitterly. She tapped vale on the shoulder and looked under the table, as if to beckon him out. |
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Post by titee on Feb 1, 2016 11:37:23 GMT -6
Naira cringed a little at the flowers. Where am I supposed to put those? I didn't bring a purse, or anything... Although the "soft spot for flowers" thing was cute. So was his brown curly hair. Naira received his gift, and looked at it. Really looked at it . So much thought put into it, just for her. It was really...something. "Thanks. I think that's really sweet of you!" The cringe wasn't lost on Simon, unfortunately. Her following sentiment did not hold as much weight to him... though he couldn't hold it against her, it was common curtsy after all. A waiter with two menus tucked under his arm approached the two, ready to lead them to their table. To which Simon was eager to sit down and crack open to menu, pretending to ogle at everything but in reality his main concern was the drink menu. "Would you want to get a bottle and share it?" The man asked as he motioned to the restaurant's rather extensive wine menu, as to be expected of this sort of restaurant. - When the waiter came to serve of Rin, he realized his picky eating habits limited his choices at a place such as this. He quickly shuffled through the menu, despite to find anything that he would actually enjoy and that wouldn't cause him to get picked on. There were pasta meals... could he ask for just plan pasta? No that was weird, he couldn't do that. Maybe he could just gorge himself on bread, but Rin worried whether or not they put anything weird on said bread. One time he had bread with seeds in it, that was horrible. "Um... can I have a salad? No dressing. And water."
The water shot Rin an odd look, but wrote down his order with no question.
"... I'm on a diet," Rin lied, covering his embarrassed red face with his menu before the waiter awkwardly pried it from his hands.
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Post by LadyAurablade on Feb 1, 2016 13:59:50 GMT -6
"I'm putting myself in time-out. Please do not follow me, as that would make this situation even more awkward." "Even more awkward than right now?" he hummed, clearly amused with the man's actions as he crossed his legs underneath the table and taking another sip of wine. As much as he would've preferred to break the masked dummy in a much more thrilling approach, he figured he'd settle for this. "Please." she said, her eyes falling on everybody at the table. "Don't turn this into something unpleasant. I doubt we'd be able to go somewhere like this on any other occasion." she stated almost bitterly. "Ah, who's making this unpleasant?" He brought his glass away from his face for a moment as he continued to play dumb, the troublesome smirk refusing to stay hidden. "I'm having SO much fun! Wouldn't you agree, sweetie?" he turned over to Cyrus and smiled, then brought his attention back to Lettuce, putting both feet on the ground as he sat. "If you ask me, the only one making this date 'unpleasant' is your little wannabe action figure over here." He began swinging his feet again. |
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Post by Emily on Feb 1, 2016 14:15:31 GMT -6
"If you ask me, the only one making this date 'unpleasant' is your little wannabe action figure over here." He began swinging his feet again. "It's saying things like this that's making it unpleasent, you shitshark stipper." she said with a glare. She may have provided some mercy to him if he hadn't....well... She was still pissed off about that. "Now please stop acting like buffoons, i'm getting annoyed." She looked over at Cyrus. "Miley, it's true that a little can calm someone down without getting them drunk, right...?" |
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Post by nemi on Feb 1, 2016 15:19:36 GMT -6
A waiter with two menus tucked under his arm approached the two, ready to lead them to their table. To which Simon was eager to sit down and crack open to menu, pretending to ogle at everything but in reality his main concern was the drink menu. "Would you want to get a bottle and share it?" The man asked as he motioned to the restaurant's rather extensive wine menu, as to be expected of this sort of restaurant. Naira nodded as she looked at the wine menu. "Sure. We can share, right Simon? Let's see..." There were high quality wines everywhere; Clos Du Bois, Penfolds, and Bodega Norton...even some wines she didn't recognize. She started to take into account the food she would eat. The more complex of a wine, the more range of food flavors would go with it...Eh, why not go with something typical. "Maybe we should get Cabernet Sauvignon. I'll have it with a well-done steak." |
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Post by not u on Feb 1, 2016 16:22:07 GMT -6
He stood up suddenly from the table before going down on his hands and knees and vanishing under the table. He lifted only a single arm out and pointed in the direction of Alti. "I'm putting myself in time-out. Please do not follow me, as that would make this situation even more awkward." The hand turned towards Cyrus. "You are right. So I'm removing myself for the time being." The hand made one final swivel towards Alraada. "I'll be back soon darling~!" The hand then tucked itself away under the table cloth entirely, completely obscuring the wrestler. She sighed to herself and adjusted her position, to where she was sitting up straight. "Please." she said, her eyes falling on everybody at the table. "Don't turn this into something unpleasant. I doubt we'd be able to go somewhere like this on any other occasion." she stated almost bitterly. "Ah, who's making this unpleasant?" He brought his glass away from his face for a moment as he continued to play dumb, the troublesome smirk refusing to stay hidden. "I'm having SO much fun! Wouldn't you agree, sweetie?" he turned over to Cyrus and smiled, then brought his attention back to Lettuce, putting both feet on the ground as he sat. "If you ask me, the only one making this date 'unpleasant' is your little wannabe action figure over here." He began swinging his feet again. Cyrus stared blankly as the wrestler popped under the table, unsure whether to be baffled or annoyed by the other man's behavior. Oh what the actual fuck. "Yeah it's almost been fun," he sighed, staring at the empty chair where the cranky luchador once sat. "Now please stop acting like buffoons, i'm getting annoyed." She looked over at Cyrus. "Miley, it's true that a little can calm someone down without getting them drunk, right...?" His eyes flicked over to Lettuce, raising an eyebrow. "Whoa hohoho there Your Highness! Maybe you should be a little more involved in the conversation, eh Queen Lettuce? You're on this date too after all. We shouldn't have to entertain this comic book character all on our own. So I'll make this easy. What are you doin with your life. School? Work? What's up with you kiddo?" He carefully poured her 3/4 of a glass of wine, pointing to it. "And that should be safe for a lightweight like you, kid. If you start feeling tipsy just stop and I'll finish your glass." |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Feb 1, 2016 17:32:42 GMT -6
Aberdeen had let their cigarette burn to the halfway point, somewhat zoning out as they listened to the music of the ballroom waft through the air. These soothing sounds set them at ease, almost to the point where they felt as though they were going to fall asleep before their phone went off. They used their free hand to pull out their device, expecting it to be an email from their 'manager' but instead it was from somebody that part of them wished was here.
Beckham: HEYO~! How's everything going, Aberdeen? I heard you were in town! Think you'd be able to sneak away and jam for a bit  Aberdeen chuckled at the text before bringing the cigarette up to their face again to pretend that they were taking a drag. They had completely forgotten their college buddy moved here after their school days, as the two fell somewhat out of touch. Aberdeen began texting back, their spirits slightly lifted that Beck still wanted to be friends with them, even after 3 years of very little interaction, until just recently. Aberdeen: Hey, man. Yeah, I'd love to jam some time! I don't know if I'm gonna be staying in town, tbh. This whole soulmate project is really odd. I'll definitely try and hang with you later though  Aberdeen sighed as they hit send, actually hoping that their buddy was actually here. That'd make this whole humdrum experience just a little more enjoyable. |
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