BLIND DATES: B TABLES

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Who: We shall see.
What: BLIND DATES
Where: Restaurant off-campus.
When: 29th November, 2013.
Warnings: It is a mystery.
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[This restaurant's food is based on some place south of somewhere, Some Planet. No problem if you've never heard of it, as the menu offers foods for both meat lovers and vegetarians alike! And for those of age, there's a bar for drinking at (of course, drinks can be bought with your meal).

The restaurant is a classy looking place, the tables and chairs black and the floor a sturdy oak. Most of the other diners are all in pairs, three at most, and all are dressed up for the occasion that they've come to spend their evening there. There's a bar available, and the music playing fits the cool and elegant atmosphere.

The candles on the table here are red. Beside each candle, there's a card. Each card has a different letter-number combination. Find your table!]

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TABLE B1: Character whose name starts with E posts first

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[luneshalla]

It had been a long time since Ellistree had done anything formal like this, even if it had been just a playful addition to her evening. The look and style of what she had been told would be her destination for the night prompted her to at least try to be presentable and not just waltz in her armor or some other skimpy outfit fit for the wilderness she loved and frequented.

As such, the rather tall half-breed donned a nice silken white dress that had light blue accents accentuated her already odd skin color. Once she arrived, she looked around for a bit before taking her seat at her table. Regardles of who or what happened upon her tonight, she'd make sure to enjoy it as she always did.

I'm sorry

[mohawk_tomahawk]

I hope you weren't planning on any spectacular. Because a not-single-anymore Native American is now entering.

He's just wearing his Assassin's robes.

Classy.

He received the memo that he was to meet someone here. There was no reason as to why. Perhaps...the Assassins found him and wanted to meet up here? He did rendezvous with his recruits in pubs and inns. Why would a restaurant be any different? It was a quaint place.

Yes, but certainly, the Assassins found him and left him a vague note so none will be peeping into such business.

Oh will he be disappointed.

This table it said. But.

There was some woman of a humanoid appearance sitting at this table.

And he was...confused. As he looked around for a second to see if he was even at the right place, he finally decided to address the woman. He was really like a sore thumb. However, something about her seemed familiar.

"...Is this Table-B1?"

TABLE B2: Character whose name starts with H posts first

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[digitalbeam]

Hey look, it was the main dish!...actually no it was a three feet tall chicken standing up on his seat (refusing a baby chair aid, wow excuse you), being EXCITED for this glorious opportunity that he didn't know he had signed up for!

While he didn't enjoy the companies of others much, his curiosity of the human world had overcome that side, as he curiously turned the fork on his side of the table over and over. Soooo, humans ate with this instead of their hands or chopsticks? Pretty interesting. Curiously, he took the tool, and clasped it into his mouth just as his date arrived.

oh my god good

[thereyouare]

And arrive she did, approaching the table in her usual outfit with no real idea of what she was taking part in. Vivian had seen the sign-up list and thought of it as a part of student life, a difficult lesson she was determined to learn. Not giving it much more attention than that, she scribbled her name down and went on her way.

She took to finding her alphanumeric indicator of where to sit, studying the restaurant and wondering what sort of class this could be. Whatever she could learn from this would be useful, she told herself, since she felt she knew nothing at all. Anything was better than nothing, right?

When Vivian approached her designated table with her "date" - and as far as she knew, classmate - she paused to see what he was up to. Because what?

"Ah," she spoke out, walking past the available seat to go right up to him and get a good look at what he was doing. "Hello!" She gave her greetings first, of course, then just stared.

TABLE B3: Character whose name starts with C posts first

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And so it begins

[wheresmydamntea]

Cid still wasn't sure how he got on this list. It couldn't have been a student. Another member of staff, perhaps? He had mocked Falcon. But, he received the letter, and it didn't seem to leave much option to saying no. What's the worst that could happen?

He immediately felt under dressed in this place. He wore loose fitting pants and a rumpled button up shirt. We can only be thankful they didn't have any grease stains. He sat down quickly, silently praying that maybe the other half of this date wouldn't show up.

ha ha ha HA HA

[raced_god]

Ah yes, blind dates. That time of year where Falcon cursed the heavens for putting his name in against his will, and took his revenge by dressing as inappropriately and behaving as insufferably as possible. It was, perhaps, the only way to make the experience bearable.

SO THERE HE WAS, in jeans and a t-shirt and sneakers, looking incredibly out of place (though that may have been because of the cool glasses). He was quick to saunter up to the table, though he pointedly did not sit down.

"What do you say we blow this popsicle stand," Falcon thumbed towards the entrance, "and I take you on that errand you wanted to run."

TABLE B4: Character whose name starts with C posts first

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[makesithot]

Chili didn't remember if he signed up willingly last time, but for today, he did. Sure, he was matched with somebody he wasn't sure he'd date last time these blind dates came about, but it was sorta fun to be randomly matched up with someone. It was a bit of a thrill.

So Chili strolled into the restaurant on the hunt for table B4 and casually took a seat. His date didn't seem to be there yet, so he'd just have to wait (im)patiently for their arrival.

As casual as he seemed, he couldn't help but feel just a bit nervous. Just for the "who is it" part of these match-ups, at least. After that, he was sure it'd go down smoothly! To pass the time, he sent off a message to his brother.

!!!!

[idowhatilike]

If anyone asked, Evve absolutely disliked the idea of being thrown at a table with a complete stranger, but unless the Fates had another idea to entertain themselves with, the hook last year was the same as this year: a free meal. (At least it better be.)

Prior to returning to the school, Evve had lifted a few articles of clothing from various sources ranging from laundry lines to department stores. Though she failed to dress up at all the last time, she actually came in carrying herself fashionably this time around. After all, she had a private resolve to remain at the academy this time, so perhaps being somewhat friendly wasn't a terrible plan.

She approached her table from behind Chili, eyeing his bold red hair and wondering if she recognized him. When a name failed to come to mind, she took a few more steps to try and get in to sneak a peek at his texts, though she was mostly just aiming to startle him more than anything.

TABLE B5: Character whose name starts with L posts first

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[tempus_fixit]

The girl with the purple hair and the huge glasses leans back in her chair and turns a page in the leather-bound book she'd brought with her. Despite the classy atmosphere, she hadn't dressed up very much for the occasion; a baggy green shirt and a bright yellowish-green pendant over black shorts and boots. Occasionally she sits up and glances around to see if her dining partner has arrived. She shrinks when stabbed with a glare from the head waiter--Kids these days just don't know how to DRESS--and mentally scrambles back onto her book.

[oogremi]

Sakura had to spend a few moments in the bathroom primping before she felt comfortable going out to meet someone. In the world before crazy high schools, dating usually meant some form of grapple fighting.

She hadn't even signed herself for this, but she knew she couldn't back out either. Standing someone up would the height of rudeness. And so, after fixing her hair the best she could, she went to the table she had been pointed to to see...a girl in casual clothes. Promptly feeling overdressed in a formal kimono, she cleared her throat softly and offered a polite...

"Greetings."

TABLE B6: Character whose name starts with K posts first

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[hairkink]

A night out with a cute girl we hope at a nice restaurant; This is exactly what Koujaku needed. Since his arrival, he had been overly invested in finding Aoba, and dealing with whatever weird things Clear had him doing (like sleepovers, because that's what grown men do in college,) which left him without much time to socialize. And being the type of man he was, he just couldn't have that. Besides, something like this would help him out in the long-run; he could gather some information, and spend time with a fine lady. Win-Win no matter what, really.

Koujaku is sitting at his table, adorned in his usual attire - a red, decorated kimono and, for once, his chest isn't completely exposed and he doesn't have a massive sword strapped to his back. His hair is done up in its usual side-ponytail, draped over his shoulder with that red pin sticking out of it. He flashes a smile to the waitress, and any who enter, keeping his eyes peeled for his would-be date.

[punchvolcanoes]

Was this the cute girl he had wanted?

...Probably not, as Sasha would never define herself as cute (more peppy or hyperactive, really). With her look and muscle structure, she felt more as warrior who trained regularly at a dojo than the typical schoolgirl look. She had signed up both by idly curiosity with who she'd end up with, and also because of the free food. Her dress, 'recycled' from previous social events was simple and made to match her red hair, but it was obvious it wasn't being used that much; while the years of practice had removed most of the awkward tripping incidents when she turned human, her walk didn't have much grace.

She also lacked high-heels, sporting nothing more than a flat pair of sandals. Sasha had since forgone that requirement a few years ago. Besides, finding shoes that her claws could fit into was a task she didn't really want to bother with if she was going to wear them for just a few days during the year.

Once again, the Charizard had gone nearly fully human; lacking the tail, wings and horns her species retained when turning human for the first year or two. The lack of her flaming tail was especially useful here, as she had nervously gulped at the amount of wooden structure surrounding her inside. Better to be careful and keep her emotions in check.

When she spotted her date, he seemed pretty good looking, reminding her of her Lapras brother for a few seconds, although she quietly wondered if wearing the same colored dress as his own outfit was a faux-pas of some sort...oh well, not like that would matter much! Onwards into adventure.

"Hello!" She greeted with warm enthusiasm and a wave of her clawed hand. "Name's Sasha, I'm Red's Charizard and I'll be your date tonight! Pleased to meet you."

TABLE B7: Character whose name starts with V posts first

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[vianca]

Vianca looked exactly as she did whenever she was in the library for the most part. Same usual sweater vest and skirt, but a noticeable lack of books for her to sit on. There was a booster seat instead. Oh boy.

She sat there, very slightly swinging her feet as she surveyed the room and the other people that had been paired up as she waited for whomever she was going to meet.

oh... it's the quiet table

[testsubject1]

Maybe Chell would have wanted to meet new people, as she was slowly coming to open up a bit more to others. But the fact that this thing was called a "blind date" still made her scoff. Something about that phrase didn't sit right with her, but.... Well, she found herself signed up for it somehow. It could have been Rick in hopes of getting a table with her, but he probably signed up several women then. Whatever the case, she sighed and decided to just go with it. It couldn't be that bad.

Chell read the piece of paper that revealed her table, and found the labeled place easily enough... Ah, she recognized the girl there. The librarian. Instinctively, she cringed slightly, hoping that the librarian wasn't holding Wheatley underneath the table or something. But... she didn't hear any incessant chattering, so she relaxed her shoulders and took her seat.

Instead of giving a verbal greeting, she simply gave a nod to acknowledge her date.

TABLE B8: Character whose name starts with M posts first

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[paletteknife]

Mary had signed up completely willingly, despite her young age. After all, dates were a totally grown up thing to d. As much as she knew that kids got to have a lot of fun and attention and candy, she was realizing that it was adults who got taken more seriously and were allowed to do things on their own, which had been a point of interest to her ever since Seth souring her on the idea of trusting and depending on people.

She even came nice and early with enough time to get herself started with a bowl soup, blowing on each spoonful until she deemed it cool enough for her liking. Apparently it didn't occur to her that waiting to order was the polite thing to do.

TABLE B9: Character whose name starts with A posts first

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[numbercrunching]

Alter Ego. Studied dating to the best of his ability. He was so ready for a blind date! It would be fun! He'd get to meet new people or get to talk with some people who were already his friends!

The AI made it to his table a bit too early in advance. 45 minutes before the scheduled time was probably overkill, but he busied himself by studying the menu and observing the environment. During this period of idleness, he wondered if he should have asked some of his friends if they had any tips for dating... Maybe Hifumi would have known something about dates that he could have brought with him to this event. Maybe Mondo would have had some advice, or perhaps Chihiro would have something to tell him. He regretted not asking.