smash_logs | BLIND DATES GROUP 3

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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....well. THAT was an interesting custom. He'd.. never... seen anyone spit in their hand before. Not on purpose, anyhow - sneezes don't count.

Well. When in rome.

He launched a big ole glob into his own hand before grabbing hers and pumping it enthusiasticly. And squishily. "Nice to meet you! It's alright if the portions are small. We don't have to pay for anything so we can order as many little plates as we'll need! Might be more fun that way cuz we get to try one of everything instead of just getting a few big things."

She was a little disappointed that he wasn't absolutely disturbed by her gesture, and she couldn't mask it, either. Her face drooped, the smile flipping and her eyes searching for any trace of disgust written on his face. No luck. She pouted, and completely ignored his statement.

Sonny Moe was too busy devouring the menu with his eyes to notice. "Hmmm... I think I'll start with the duck. And asparagus. And prime rib. And the caesar salad - did you know the sauce has anchovies in it?"

He lowered the menu to see her frowning deeply. His own smile dissapeared.

"Oh.. do.. do you not like anchovies?"

She tried to wipe the expression on her face, her trickster-side diminishing for the moment. "Nah, they're cool."

What could she do to bother him...? Somehow, he reminded him of a Swalot or something, but that didn't seem right. "Hey, are you a Pokémon or somethin'?"

"Yeah! Yeah, I am. I'm a Snorlax. Red's Snorlax. Me and my team just got here a little while ago so I thought this'd be a great way to meet people. How come? You a Pokemon too?"

Now he was interested. With her appearance, he could think of a couple of Pokemon she MIGHT be, but he didn't want to make any kind of guess. Then again, he'd found out that not every non-human student here was even a Pokemon at all! So, she might be something entirely different.

A Snorlax. That explained it: his appearance, his appetite... Milimili snapped her fingers. "Yeah, you seem like a Snorlax." Not only that, but he was one of that Red's Pokémon, the guy that dumb Charizard seemed to like so much. Glorified, up on this shining pedestal, but for what reason? Because they were loyal to him? Because they were forced to be kept in Poké Balls that belonged to him? A petty thing, the Banette considered; no free will, she told herself. A tinge of jealousy flooded her mind, filling in all the cracks between the hatred and superiority.

Oh, a question. Milimili's slight smile returned to her face, the elongated tooth sticking out from her lips. "Me? Yeah. Can you guess?" Her hands folded together under her chin, her elbows on the table.

Pale skin. Dark hair. Funny teeth.

"...you're... a G... Glalie...? Maybe?"

She drummed her fingers on the table. "Nope. Guess again."

But that was funny. Her teeth weren't as white as a Glalie's.

"Hrrrm." The Snorlax pondered.

"...um... a... uhhh.... OH! Are you an Absol?"

Well. It was black and white.

She frowned. "Ick, no. I'm a Banette," she stated, shutting her eyes and pointing toward herself. "Gee, you're not the brightest bulb in the box, are you?"

Speaking of bright, Milimili couldn't help but feel as though the lights in the restaurant were sort of... blinding. The lights shone like spotlights on each table and around the entire room, and they were slowly giving her human body a headache. Too bright in the room. Her eyes felt better shut like this.

"Oh! A Banette. Never seen one in real life before, just on TV. But it's cool to meet one - sorry for calling you a Glalie."

It was the far worse thing to be called, in his opinion.

He noticed her squinting her eyes closed and his smile fell a little. "Hmm... you OK?"

"Absol's worse," she commented under her breath, almost not hearing his question. Once she realized, Milimili's eyes flew open, and for a second, she was glaring. "Huh? What, I'm fine," she hissed, but tried to resume her indifferent composure. "I meeeeean, yeah. Cool and stuff."

It was a shame. He didn't seem like much fun to trick. Milimili finally spit out the paper wad into her palm before chucking it across the restaurant.

"Oh woah - was that gum? You almost hit that waiter." Sonny Moe replied, looking over at where her wad of paper had flown. "I didn't know you could do that in a place like this - Oh well. No matter. Never chew chewing gum. They say it curbs your appetite and I have too much fun eating to want to do that."

Yeah. Sorry Milimili - he's a little more passive than the average guy.

"Speaking of eating, the waiter's coming over so at least we can order! You see anything on the menu you wanna try?"

Her elbows dropped onto the table. "I don't know," she said, crushing her cheek against her palm and pouting at the menu. This wasn't going the way she wanted it to... what a bore this guy was!

BLIND DATES GROUP 3

He's a human all evening but I only have two human icons right now. XD;

Alright, I understand! ♥

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WHO'S THAT POKEMON!?

IT'S... NO

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