BLIND DATES GROUP 2

[reign-of-power.livejournal.com]

What: BLIND DATES!
Who: Anyone who was sent a note with an C# &D# table numbers.
Where: Off-campus restaurant. AND BEYOND!
When: November 19th
Warnings: Who knows depending who is here.

[The second group's restaurant is Asian Fusion Dinning. The rooms looks fancy but down to earth and the menu is very varied. Still expensive, however, but you've been given a 100$ budget for eating each!

The lighting is dim, with flickering, oil candles on every table. The place is decorated in stylish black and browns, with Japanese and Chinese wallscrolls and paintings. The overhead music is traditional yet somehow futuristic Asian music, to fit with the theme. Your servers are all dressed up for the occasion, and speak broken English.

Beside each candle, there's a card. Each card has a different letter-number combination.

Find your table!

OH YEAH AND FEEL FREE TO LEAVE THE RESTAURANT AND GO ANYWHERE ELSE!]

Comments

TABLE D3 : PERSON WITH THE LETTER G AS THE FIRST LETTER IN THEIR NAME GOES FIRST!

[reign-of-power.livejournal.com]

WELP

[hunter-ghor.livejournal.com]

Ghor wasn't qualified as "date material." He couldn't eat, he couldn't reproduce or even kiss, and his large metal hands probably didn't lend themselves to the whole hand-holding thing very well. From what he gathered, those were common dating activities on Earth. As such, he felt very out of place in this restaurant.

But he was confident he'd make good enough company, at least. There were still so many people to meet at this school; this was a perfect opportunity to get to know somebody better.

He didn't even touch his menu while he waited. No need.

RIGHT MUN, WRONG CHARACTER

[ohjeffums.livejournal.com]

This could be a very disastrous matchup indeed.

Tony hardly knew the cybernetic bounty hunter in the slightest, but he was at least aware of his presence at Smash Academy. It was hard not to be, considering his outlandishly robotic appearance. He'd never bothered to approach him under any circumstance because, let's face it: he was a little frightening to look at. STARMAN GHOR So imagine the quick pulse of horror that seared through him upon realization that this terribly tall and terribly menacing robot was sitting at the table he was meant to be stationed, too.

It took a lot of summoning courage and exercising the proper way to approach the other student without completely screwing up or bailing out. He spent quite a few minutes taking breathers in the bathroom and reassuring himself with whispered encouragements- he had nothing to worry about! Ghor wouldn't hurt him; it was a very unfair assumption to put on him and he should definitely know better! After a couple of odd stares and stinkeyes Tony decided now was as good a time as any to leave the security of the men's room and wander over to say hello to his date.

Every step felt like being pushed a league underwater. Finally, he stood next to the table and swallowed, producing his card and offering a meek little smile. "T-Tony," he said. "I'm Tony! And I think... I'm your date tonight."

BUT TONY YOU CAN IMPRESS JEFF WITH YOUR NEW KNOWLEDGE OF ROBOTS

[hunter-ghor.livejournal.com]

"Is that so?" Oh. This fellow looked rather young. Was such an age difference acceptable? Was such a species difference acceptable? Then again, it wasn't like anything inappropriate would be going on tonight, as far as Ghor was concerned. He bowed his head slightly.

"It is a pleasure to meet you tonight, Tony. My name is Ghor. I hope you're not terribly disappointed."

JEFF I'M DATING A ROBOT, PLEASE BE JEALOUS, LOVE FOREVER, TONY

[ohjeffums.livejournal.com]

Ghor's politeness strung a good chord with Tony and his nervousness could be dealt with much easier. "No, not at all!" Especially since he could have been, well... even more disappointed, had the robotic man been any colder or meaner. Here he was sounding like a cordial gentleman instead! So with their greeting partway exchanged, Tony scooted the chair out and took his seat across from his date.

"Ghor, then! It's nice meeting you, too." Not all the tension had been chased away, though. Regardless of how well-mannered Ghor seemed to be in first impressions, the night ahead of them was still long, and Tony wasn't sure how much he could take. There was still the whole intimidating factor (but that had significantly dropped), and the entire idea that this was his first dinner date to boot. What should he do! He hadn't wanted to go out on a blind date in the first place... He felt Very Awkward. And it showed by the heat of his face. What should he say next?

"So... I, didn't keep you waiting for too long, did I?"

HE IS SO JEALOUS also shorttags nooo

[hunter-ghor.livejournal.com]

"Not at all." He tapped the side of his face in a thoughtful gesture, and if he was actually capable of facial expression he might have had a mischievous grin on his face. "Being late is fashionable here, isn't it?"

Oh Tony he was just messing.

I relish short tags just as much as long ones om nom

[ohjeffums.livejournal.com]

"Eh... ehehe, I'm terribly sorry. Really!" Sadly, he could not tell he was messing around, and he felt a little bit more guilt get strapped onto the whole 'hide-in-a-bathroom!' situation. Everyone in Earthbound can't resist hiding in bathrooms. But... at least Tony was trying to make light of his apology by smiling! Albeit awkwardly. With maybe a little bit of cheesy on the side.

He tried to wave off the embarrassment by swapping topics for a new one. "So, um... Ghor, did you sign up for this? Or were you dragged in because they were short of volunteers?"

Oh good then you're going to love my slew of short short tags. GHOR, WHY...

[hunter-ghor.livejournal.com]

"I signed up. The idea was intriguing, although I haven't been on many dates in my life." Well, he'd had a ton of 'dates' with Space Pirates, but there were less metaphorical romantic fireworks involved and more literal deadly ones. Such is the extent of the average Bounty Hunter's love life, alas.

Tony's last comment was a little concerning. He leaned forward slightly to show the boy had his attention. "Are you one of the ones here against your will?"

I will love them like Samus loves The Baby. Edit: ICON GOES WHERE? DOUBLE EDIT ALL THE WAY

[ohjeffums.livejournal.com]

"I won't lie. I should have known they were going to force me into this! I must have jinxed it by praying that they wouldn't. But... it's really not so bad after all." No, it really wasn't so bad. And it was getting significantly less worse than it had been when he first walked in and saw his date.

You edit tags like Kat edits tags.

[hunter-ghor.livejournal.com]

"If you're certain it's alright. I wouldn't want to keep you here if there's somewhere you'd rather be." LIKE. WITH JEFF. DOHOHO.

He gestured to the menu on the table. "Otherwise, feel free to order whatever you wish."

DON'T THINK I'M NOT LURKING HERE also edit

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

AND DON'T THINK I DON'T SEE YOU OVER THERE. GHOR.

YOU'RE DIGGING YOURSELF DEEPER.

[hunter-ghor.livejournal.com]

NO SAMUS IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK. DON'T TELL YOUR SHIP.

Kat knows it, too. *STARE.*

[ohjeffums.livejournal.com]

STOP KNOWING ME INSIDE OUT SOBBU SOBBIDY SOB
Suddenly, something occurred to him. WHERE WAS MOUTH. Ghor had no mouth, and they were sitting in a restaurant, menus on the table and empty water glasses and soy sauce and... "Ghor, can you eat any of this food?" There was some mild concern and curiosity mixed in with his rising tone.

Who does she think she is, lurking our threads like that.

[hunter-ghor.livejournal.com]

HEY, he had a bottom jaw-type... thing... that kind of moved when he spoke... But, yeah, it didn't lend itself to eating very well at all.

"Don't worry about me. I haven't had to eat anything in decacycles." Not that he wasn't curious about how the food here would taste... Oh well, he'd just have to integrate with the TV with The Food Network on. "Please don't let that keep you from enjoying a meal."

Gendo!Kat comes from the world wide ceiling

[ohjeffums.livejournal.com]

Well luckily, Tony just didn't assume he could eat at all. Angela should have checked a video or something... Decacycles? Wait, he'd eaten before? "Does that mean you have had food to eat once? What made you stop?" He began to reach for the menu, but kept most of his attention on Ghor.

That's called a sky, Angela.

[hunter-ghor.livejournal.com]

"Once upon a time, yes. I stopped because this body lacks a digestive tract." HOW MYSTERIOUS. He waved his hand like it was nothing. It was a little weird having to actually explain things about himself out loud when he was so used to people either looking up his life story in the Galactic Federation's data banks or just scanning him with know-all visors. Earth was so primitive.

SAME THING

[ohjeffums.livejournal.com]

Alarm bells jingled inside Tony's skull at the bounty hunter's explanation. "That means... you used to have another body!" His eyes were wide now.

IS IT.

[hunter-ghor.livejournal.com]

Ding ding! Congratulations Tony, you win a neeeew car! Actually it's just KITT.

"Correct. But it may not have been quite as handsome as this one." At least not in the mangled state he left it in.

[ohjeffums.livejournal.com]

HE'LL NEVER NEED A NEW CAR ANYWAY!

Tony decided to take this as a joke- well, he found that quip funny, as it was! So he laughed a little. "Interesting! So then, what made you decide to switch bodies? Was it a choice?" Tony took his time grasping at how in the world this could have transpired. It was strange, seeing a man who had once, well... been a man, in the body of a robot. Then again, hadn't Jeff mentioned something about doing the exact same thing on his quest to free the world from Giygas...? WHOA.

[hunter-ghor.livejournal.com]

He stared directly at Tony. Then, completely deadpan: "My birth body was destroyed in a terrible war."

Then he took on a lighter tone like that was completely nothing and began browsing his own menu, despite knowing perfectly well he wouldn't be ordering anything. And after all this time, it pretty much was nothing. But Tony's reaction was bound to be entertaining. "Now then, tell me about yourself."

[ohjeffums.livejournal.com]

Tony just stared. And stared. He could just say that? Then... move on to the next topic without a passing glance? Ghor must really be toughened up by his past experiences! He did mention 'terrible war', after all. The teen wanted to ask more questions about Ghor's life rather than yap about his own, which probably paled in comparison and would leave them both yawning til' the night was over.

Well, he could always bring it up later... "I'm a transfer student from Snow Wood Boarding School. It's an elite school located in a country called Winters. You don't happen to know where that is, do you?"