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BLIND DATES GROUP 2

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!]

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There was a flaw to this "find the card on the table that matches yours" deal.

Izzy had to flag down a hostess and demand to be shown her corresponding table, and that had just lead to a whole series of questions about whether Izzy was old enough to pay for this meal and blah blah blah.

WELL WHATEVER she got there eventually and was sitting haphazardly in her seat. At least that was pretty comfy.

She was only going to stay here long enough to tell her unfortunate "date" that there had been some kind of mistake. Sabrina's participation in this event hadn't exactly been voluntary, and she'd hate for a willing participant to wind up being stuck with someone like her. That didn't explain why she had bothered to dress for the occasion, though. On the other hand, leaving someone at a nice restaurant like this, especially if they had been expecting a nice evening out with someone new... Sabrina may not have been the easiest person to get along with, but she wasn't that rude.

So, with a few moments careful consideration, and more than a few hesitant glances back towards the door, Sabrina took a seat at her table to wait.

Canas nervously scurried into the restaurant. He was too busy to regard the niceties of the atmosphere, and he could feel himself shaking. It was completely unorthodox for him to be set up in a date with someone, and, in fact, he'd never dated anybody in his life before! His wife, well... he never dated her before proposing, and-

That was his biggest dilemma! He was married, and he had a strong mind to let that Ganondorf know, but then he sort of chickened out. He supposed that he had to go on this date to let the other know that he was, unfortunately, signed up against his will, and then he could call it off.

Right?

The druid found his table before looking back and forth. It looked as though he came too early... he got here before his date, and that's not how he planned it. He decided, since he was so anxious, that he might as well take a seat and try to look composed...

...

How did he get signed up for this again?

However he'd be signed up for this 'assignment', Giovanni found the table assigned to him in the restaurant easily enough. But despite his internal complaints, the place was rather lovely, even with the...modern decor. Sigh. Given this is was a 'date' though, he wasn't going to stand up the person. That wouldn't be very becoming of him, would it? No it would not, and so he sat at the table, dressed nicely as always. Did the man even own anything but suits?

And so he waited patiently for his 'date', expecting the evening to go south quickly.
Who knew, maybe it would be a nice surprise...
Maybe.

Edited 2010-11-19 10:58 (UTC)

Well, now Vinnie felt underdressed. This was a swankier place than anywhere he'd ever been before, and he wearing flip-flops. He was really starting to rethinking how good of an idea this blind date thing was - Sasha, of course, thought it was going to be amazing fun and signed him up, before the grim shadow of doubt could make him stop her.

But, it was too late now. And if he didn't show up, then he'd just be an ass. So there he was, in the floral print shirt with the fewest grass stains and a blazer.

He was slouching, kind of fiddling with the stuff on the table and trying not to look uncomfortable.

That's okay, his blind date wasn't really that dressed either. Blame the fact that last year she ended up with Orange Kid and it turned into a bomb being thrown at an unsuspecting server. Thankfully the restaurant was not the same as last year (then again, the event was not...mandatory like this year). She was angry. Angry at being picked and having to come or face expulsion. Expecting a terrible date, probably Apple Kid because that's how life liked to throw her lemons she decided to show up second this time. Hell yeah being fashionably late.

So she threw together whatever she had in her closet and stormed into the restaurant to sit in a huff in front of Vinnie. Her look changed to confusion when she realized she had no idea who this person was except BWHAHAHA THAT OUTFIT.

"Wait, who are you?"

Somehow, he should have expected to be "drafted" into this little project. It annoyed him to a degree because he had been shoved into this position rather than willingly accepting it, but he was able to come to terms with himself. He should be respectful and stick to this requirement, as it was an obligation to his date, no matter how sneaky the sign-up process was. A blind date couldn't be all that bad, right? The meal would be paid for, and all he really needed to do was share conversation with the chosen lady. The night could turn out nicely after all.

Although, he had 0 experience ~~points~~ when it came to the dating scene. Falkner figured he would just try to play it cool. Ah! Not too shabby a place. He greeted the hostess with a smile and returned her soft dip of a bow, then scoped the tables until he found the one with his letter-number combination on it. He took a seat and awaited his date.

Maybe he was a little nervous. This was still a date. No, he could definitely do this. This would be a breeze.

Surprisingly, Hawke was here of his own volition. His chat with Weavile last round had proved to be somewhat enjoyable, and...well. He could really use a hundred dollars. So here he was again, hoping that this "date" would be tolerable, at the very least. If it wasn't, he just had to keep in mind that he was being compensated for his time and energy.

So apologies, Falkner, if you were expecting a lovely lady. Hawke found his card and his table relatively quickly, and, not recognizing the young man seated there already, walked over and extended his hand in greeting.

"Hawke. I don't believe we've met."

Vinnie knew was that was the largest head of hair he'd ever seen in his life. Whoever she was, she was certainly good at speaking her mind - and hadn't been looking forward to the event, either. Looks like he got someone with a temper. Either it'd be a match made in heaven (uh ha ha no) or they were gonna hate each other. He raised an eyebrow. "That's a helluva way to greet someone."

Wait, an afro girl... she seemed familiar somehow. "Wait, aren't you the chick that got kidnapped by robots?"

Oh. Great. Her first impression to a lot of people would be the kidnapped girl. Figures. Oh well, it was something she'd have to live with considering...everything.

"Yeah well I'm not exactly a normal girl," she said shrugging. "And yeah, that's me. Name's Lash. I teach demolitions in the school along with being a student."

Pit could remember the last time he went on a blind date, clear as crystal. It was a night that sang of fond memories, a first experience and a new friend. Almost a year had passed since that friend left, huh?

Well, now it was time to meet a new friend! Make more memories! So it was with a grin plastered across his face that he entered the restaurant. The deco definitely contrasted from last time. Pit wasted absolutely no time picking out his table. First one here! ...Just like last time. Ha. He sure was thinking in 'just like last times' a lot. Pit didn't really piece that into consideration anymore, so he plopped down and sat eagerly, way too excited for his date. Big blue eyes darted across every figure in the room, and each time he wondered if they would stop and take a seat with him.

[[BTW, my note said I was supposed to sit at table A1, but there is no A1 in group two. I presume this is me anyway?]]

Rouge strutted into the restaurant as if half-dancing to sexy jazz music. Oh yes, whoever her blind date was, she was going to impress him. Put her feminine charms on full force. Ideally, she'd get a nice piece of jewelry out of the evening and never see the guy again! Eeeee, what a perfect evening it could be, she thought to herself.

Glancing around, she didn't yet see anyone headed to her table, so she sat down and crossed her legs in her usual seductive manner, checking her makeup in her reflection on the back of a spoon. Fun was going to be had tonight on her part, she was sure.

Still, she wondered if Knuckles really would be her blind date. It would be SOOO PERFECT........ But no, she thought, enough daydreaming. I have to look my best for my Romeo, whoever he was, and charm it up to ensure I walk out of this date with another addition to my collection.

Oops. Falkner had been sipping water, was encountered by the appearance of a tall man with a big hand extended out to him, and stared up at him, his eyes pools of confusion. He glanced from the hand to the face. The hand, the face. Hello hand. Hello face.

...Gingerly, and with some uncertainty, he took the hand in his and shook it, then corrected his mistake. "I'm Falkner, not Hawk. ...I don't recall meeting you anywhere, either." Wait. Maybe he had seen a man like him at the school before. How could anyone forget that telltale mowhawk? Well, that didn't matter; they weren't acquainted anyway, so they were basically meeting for the first time.

Why was he here? Where was his date? He waited for this pseudo-stranger to say something more, appearing expectant.

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BLIND DATES GROUP 2

TABLE C1 : PERSON WITH THE LETTER R AS THE FIRST LETTER IN THEIR NAME GOES FIRST!

TABLE C2 : PERSON WITH THE LETTER S AS THE FIRST LETTER IN THEIR NAME GOES FIRST!

TABLE C3: PERSON WITH THE LETTER F AS THE FIRST LETTER IN THEIR NAME GOES FIRST!

TABLE C4 : PERSON WITH THE LETTERS LY AS THE FIRST LETTERS IN THEIR NAMES GOES FIRST!

TABLE C5 : PERSON WITH THE LETTER I AS THE FIRST LETTER IN THEIR NAME GOES FIRST!

TABLE C6 : PERSON WITH THE LETTER C AS THE FIRST LETTER IN THEIR NAME OGES FIRST!

TABLE D1 : PERSON WITH THE LETTERS SA AS THE FIRST TWO LETTERS IN THEIR NAME GOES FIRST!

TABLE D2 : PERSON WITH THE LETTER G AS THE FIRST LETTER IN THEIR NAME GOES FIRST!

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

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TABLE D4 : PERSON WITH THE LETTER P AS THE FIRST LETTER IN THEIR NAME GOES FIRST!

TABLE D5 : PERSON WITH THE LETTER C AS THE FIRST LETTER IN THEIR NAME GOES FIRST!

TABLE D6 : PERSON WITH THE LETTER V AS THE FIRST LETTER IN THEIR NAME GOES FIRST!

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Re: TABLE D2 : PERSON WITH THE LETTER G AS THE FIRST LETTER IN THEIR NAME GOES FIRST!

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The Grand Entrance

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