BLIND DATES GROUP 3

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

[The third group's restaurant is a rotating fancy restaurant, the tallest in all of FDC! The place is high up in the air, and you can see all of the city from above! It slowly moves around itself so you can see the city from 360 degrees.The menu has all sorts of things. 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 reddish lanterns hanged on top. The overhead music is half traditional Italian love songs, half that band you don't remember the name of and sometimes a little song sneaks in. Your servers are all dressed up for the occasion, and speak broken English and talk-like-a-dis despite the menu not being 100% Italian.

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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TABLE E6 : PERSON WITH THE LETTER U IN THEIR NAME GOES FIRST!

[reign-of-power.livejournal.com]

[hawkhearsyou.livejournal.com]

Well. At least the restaurant was really interesting. Too fancy for Ulki to comprehend, but he could deal with it. It was high up, and that gave him something to look at.

While he awkwardly sat, waiting, for his blind date. Whoops. Not exactly something he wanted to be doing.

Someone ran into his wings. He apologized to the table.

this icon has nothing to do with anything I just like it.

[swordonfire.livejournal.com]

Oh, hello, there was his table. As much as he did not enjoy being signed up without his consent, the prospect of meeting new people (and $100) and being polite (did I mention the money) won him over. Basically it was against his ~code of honor~ to stand someone up. That was not cool.

And oh, look! It was an awkward winged man! Well uh. There goes the date part. WELL MAYBE HE COULD MAKE A NEW FRIEND.

ULKI SOMEONE'S TAKING A SEAT. AT YOUR TABLE. "Er... Hello. My name's Meta Knight."

are you sure it has nothing to do with anything...?

[hawkhearsyou.livejournal.com]

The hawk laguz peeled his gaze from the window, looking his date square on. "And I am Ulki," he responded. He contemplated telling him straight-up that he didn't plan on being here, but he decided against it. That would make it seem as though he was forced into coming here! Ulki wasn't forced to do anything, as that was weakness.

He wondered if he should have tried to stay home. Not that the company was bad, he told himself, but because it seemed as though he obeyed. MY PRIDE...

EVERYTHING... AND NOTHING.

[swordonfire.livejournal.com]

Willikers, did Ulki look awkward. YEAH UH HE WASN'T THE ONLY ONE Meta Knight was kind of hoping for a lady. Could you at least put on this wig An awkward silence passed over the table.

"I suppose you didn't exactly sign up for this either...?" It was a guess.

[hawkhearsyou.livejournal.com]

"No," he said simply.

Meta Knight... what did he know about him? Not much, if anything at all. He had never taken the time to look him up.

[swordonfire.livejournal.com]

Did somebody order more awkward? Because there it was. This was Awkwardest Bros of the Year 2010.

"...So." Meta Knight clapped his hands together, "We might as well take advantage of this and get to know each other, eh?" Because he barely had any idea who Ulki even was. "What is it you do at the school?"

[hawkhearsyou.livejournal.com]

Get to know each other? While that was, in some respects, advantageous, the hawk laguz wasn't one to enjoy spewing facts about himself. He glanced out the window before watching his company from the corner of his vision.

"Ah. I am in charge of detention," he stated. He almost lifted his elbows to the surface of the table, but decided against it: that was bad manners in a lot of human cultures, and he was sure it wouldn't win him any points.

Wait, what points was he trying to win? Regardless, he refrained from allowing himself to be rude.

[swordonfire.livejournal.com]

And then Meta Knight kicked his feet up on the table.

Oh manners were totally important. To be a man you must have honor. Honor and a penis. And, you know, manners totally fell under honor.

"Detention? Ah, that's a very important job. I teach Smash Fundamentals and I'm a teaching assistant." Ulki stop him before he talks for hours about himself because he will do it. FOR NOW, THOUGH, he looked out the window. Heights are cool.

[hawkhearsyou.livejournal.com]

Mmm, manly manness.

Unfortunately, all Ulki could do was nod in response, dragging his sight back to Meta Knight. He was one of the few teachers that actually taught a fighting class at a fighting school, he noted, and while it wasn't impressive, it certainly rung a positive note in Ulki's mind.

And he didn't stop him.

[swordonfire.livejournal.com]

YES WELL. Discipline is totally important in Meta Knight's eyes so Ulki is already a cool guy. SMALL TALK... WHAT IS SMALL TALK FOR A BIRD MAN.

"Do you do much fighting?" He asked, trying so hard to keep whatever little conversation they had going.

[hawkhearsyou.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I suppose." What more was there to say on that topic?

Plus Ulki is socially retarded Expanding further wasn't necessary for the laconic hawk.

[swordonfire.livejournal.com]

"Oh, good!" For a second there he was worried Ulki was one of those weirdos that came to a fighting school and didn't like fighting. "Perhaps we should spar sometime!"

[hawkhearsyou.livejournal.com]

Somehow, Ulki seemed to relax. At a place that was run predominantly by creatures besides laguz, he found comfort in the idea of fighting. Him and his hawk brethren found fighting to be a casual sport, but amongst people that Ulki took to be more similar to beorc, people were not so keen about fighting. To him and his kind, it was a mechanism to let loose stress: a way to sanity. Without it...

"I would not be adverse to that," he replied. "What is your trade?" He hoped it wasn't archery, but even if it was, he would not back down from a fight. He would tolerate it.

[swordonfire.livejournal.com]

Good. See they already had lots in common! Meta Knight would be a laughingstock if he wasn't able to fight.

"My trade...?" Huh? What? "I'm a knight."

[hawkhearsyou.livejournal.com]

Ulki imagined this man on a horse.

Then he imagined him in a heavy suit of armor.

He tilted his head. "What... weapon do you use?" Normally, Ulki frowned upon the use of weapons, but he grew to understand that beorc needed them. It was a weakness, sure, but humans were simply incapable of fighting with them: their fists usually didn't do the job, so they resorted to knives, axes, lances, and the like. If Meta Knight didn't use weapons, by chance, Ulki would be surprised.

[swordonfire.livejournal.com]

Now imagine him two feet high and blue and we're on the right track.

"I have a sword," he replied, and he was practically sparkling. Man he was just so proud of his awesome sword. He named it Lola. Sorry, Ulki, Meta Knight just isn't Meta Knight without it.

[hawkhearsyou.livejournal.com]

He nodded. Not everyone was like the units he was accustomed to seeing, so he might have something tricky up his sleeve, Ulki reasoned. He wouldn't know until he tried to find out further.

FORGETTING USERPICS IS PUNISHABLE BY DEATH

[swordonfire.livejournal.com]

Well that was a nice line of conversation and now he had no idea what to do with it. THE WOES OF ONE-SIDED CONVERSATION... Always awkward.

So. Um. They were in a restaurant. "... Do you eat?" LOOK considering the place they both work in this was not a very strange question okay.

TSK TSK

[hawkhearsyou.livejournal.com]

Ulki still found it odd. His perpetual frown increased by the slightest degree, and if he had eyebrows, they would have creased. "Er... yes," was his simple answer. Did he look skinny? he wondered.

[swordonfire.livejournal.com]

It was like Meta Knight could feel his respect points dwindling. THEY WERE HIS LIFE ENERGY. OH NO HE WAS DYING. "Of course," How silly of him. "I meant. Er. Well, this is a restaurant. Does anything look good?"

[hawkhearsyou.livejournal.com]

The laguz realized that he hadn't bothered to look. Flashing a glance down to the menu, he couldn't help but feel the names of the menu items were far too long. "Chino Farm's Autumn Harvest Pumpkin Soup?" Ulki figured they could have easily just called it "Pumpkin Soup," and that would have saved the customer some time trying to decide.

That aside, the word "Salmon" jumped out at him. Salmon was always good, even if a chef butchered it to death. He looked back at Meta Knight, nodding. "I suppose."

[swordonfire.livejournal.com]

What okay. That was some pretty intense staring at the menu, there. All Meta Knight could do was sit there and mess around with the tablecloth. wanna see a cool magic trick

"... Perhaps we should get something to eat," he suggested, and then it was his turn to stare intensely at the menu. What is all of this...

[hawkhearsyou.livejournal.com]

is it the dick in the box one I love the dick in the box one Ulki nodded in agreement and was quick to notice that the menu might have just baffled Meta Knight too.

MAYBE... Ulki reminded himself to try to be a little more friendly to fellow staff. "Is this... how all fancy restaurants are?" It was a stupid question, he thought, but... hey. Give a guy a break.

[swordonfire.livejournal.com]

no dick in a box is the present for the second date, duh.

YEAH... Yeah he was pretty confused. He put the menu down to address his birdly comrade, "From what I've seen of it, I suppose. I don't have much experience with this sort of thing..." All this elaborate food was just not his forte, especially when it didn't have sugar in it. MAN HE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW WHAT CAVIAR WAS UNTIL LIKE A FEW YEARS AGO.