[CLOSED] An auction won...

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Who: Angelo and Serph
Where: At a restaurant
When: June 27th
Style: [brackets] please!

[Serph isn't terribly pleased about having to go on a date of all things, but the other hosts had to also suffer (some more willingly than others) dates with the people who had won them.

At least Serph knows he'll enjoy Angelo's company, even if Serph personally isn't terribly keen on the idea of a date.

While up on the island it's quite warm, in the bubble, it's a little cooler, though still a comfortable temperature. Angelo had given Serph clothing for... Christmas? the previous year, and while it (like everything else in the base) had not been immune to the flooding, the locals had managed to fix almost all the water damage.

So, at two in the afternoon, as agreed in their conversation, Serph arrives at the restaurant in the dress suit Angelo had given him, with a grey scarf trimmed with orange that Yukari had given him.]

Comments

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo sits up from his table at the restaurant where he asked Serph to meet him. He's in a red colored casual suit himself as he greets the other. It always makes him feel happy to see Serph.]

Hello Serph. Looking charming as always I see.

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[Serph doesn't really know what to say to that compliment, but accepts it with a nod, taking the seat across from Angelo. This whole affair makes him a little uneasy, but he'll do his best to make the most of it.]

What is standard practice on a date?

[Just because Angelo bought a date doesn't mean Serph still can't set boundaries.]

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo watches Serph like a hawk, eyeing his movements before giving him a smile.]

We usually talk and enjoy ourselves during the meal. What shall you have, Serph?

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[Serph glances over the menu, eyes roving over the numerous unfamiliar names of food. He has no idea what most of the dishes are and he's not feeling adventurous today, so he names two dishes that sound safe enough.]

Chicken rice... and beef and broccoli.

[He glances over the drinks.]

With tea.

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo calls the waiter over and orders for both of them. They're both getting the same dishes by the way then watches as the waiter leaves to get their order.]

This is the first time I've ever been in this type of restaurant before. I believe they call it a Chinese restaurant?

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[Chinese huh...]

I wouldn't know.

[Well... it's not like he'd know much about restaurants in general, especially before arriving in Vatheon. "Nirvana" had no such thing, in the brief time he'd been there. And, well, the Junkyard was essentially an all-you-can-eat diner, provided you had the muscle to overpower your food.]

Are restaurants here similar to those in your world?

[beauchevalier]

Not at all. Most are only small town pubs. If you want a real banquet, you have to be nobility or royalty.

[After that, he's silent for a couple of minutes before opening his mouth again.]

Serph, I'd like to discuss something important with you.

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[silence... How odd, from Angelo. Serph patiently waits, before tilting his head, silently asking Angelo, "What is it?"]

[beauchevalier]

It's rather complicated you see... Even I'm uncertain how to explain it.

[What he's feeling is something he hasn't felt in a long time. Does he really want this or not? Even he doesn't know.]

You've never felt anything special for anyone before, have you?

I can't be arsed doing small tags on the phone

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[Serph doesn't understand.]

What do you mean?

Wow you are so lazy

[beauchevalier]

[Of course he wouldn't understand. Angelo shrugs it off and tries to divert the conversation elsewhere.]

...Never mind. You can forget I brought it up, all right? It was rather foolish of me to say anything. Let's talk about something else.

excuse me but tagging on a phone is annoying

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[Serph tilts his head, but doesn't press the matter. However, against Angelo's wishes, he does mentally note Angelo's odd behaviour in the back of his mind. Angelo had said it was "important."

Small talk isn't really Serph's forte, even though Host Club has improved his skills in that area, at least. So he casts for another topic, even as the waiter brings out a pot of tea and two teacups, which Serph nods in thanks, but does not pour the tea just yet, allowing it time to brew.]

You don't need to buy my company. You can ask, next time.

[Preferably not as a date, though :| ]

uh huh

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo appreciates Serph's kindness, yet that nagging feeling still bothers at him. It's as if the feeling wants to be said but Angelo won't say it because he's too stubborn.]

You're far too kind, Serph. I don't know why you are to someone such as me.

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[The smallest of smiles curls at the corner of his lips, before Serph repeats the words Angelo had said to him, not so long ago, with the same tone and inflection Angelo had said it in.]

"I don't care what your past is, I care about the you in front of me."

[His tone of voice returns to his usual flat one, though.]

Your friends from your home likely feel the same way.

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo's face colors a light pink before he turns away, trying to play it off.]

Using my own words against me. You're too cunning, you know that?

[Though he lets out a small sigh.]

I doubt it. They're too busy with their own lives to care about me.

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[What had been intended to be a light jab ended in a strange, sour twist of his stomach at Angelo's first words. Cunning is not a word he heard used to describe himself but...

Serph shakes off that train of thought to pursue Angelo's second statement.]

Friends are friends. They are still here...

[And he gestures to his heart, even though he isn't certain why he does it... or why it seems so right.]

...even when they are busy.

[Or gone.]

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo puts his own hand on top of Serph's heart and gets closer to him.]

Is there room for someone who wants more than friendship?

[When he realizes what he blurted out, he pulls back and turns his head to try playing it off again.]

Not that I could or would show such interest as being in love with someone. That's just ridiculous. Can you imagine? Me being in love? That's nonsense.

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[Darn it Angelo, that wasn't an invitation to start touching him! He's almost tempted to start keeping track of how long it takes before Angelo starts touching him in every conversation they have. But thankfully, Angelo quickly relinquishes Serph's personal space, leaving Serph blinking and wondering what just happened.

...Real smooth, there, Angelo.

Serph mulls over his words, picking them carefully, while pouring cups of tea for both of them.]

We don't have complete control over how we feel.

[Not brushing off Angelo's confused feelings, but also neither confirming or denying Angelo's first question.]

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo's face turns a brighter red, part in anger and part in embarrassment. How could he say that in front of Serph? Of all the people to blurt out something so ridiculous. Then again... he's not even sure of his own feelings anymore. Yet he's not about to let Serph see.]

I'm not saying I have feelings because that's ridiculous. You know me well enough by now, don't you? The whole love business and game isn't for me nor will it ever be.

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[A pause, and a nod, even though he doesn't necessarily agree. But it's true that he knows Angelo denies he has (icky) feelings, good or bad.

Thankfully, their conversation is cut short by their waiter arriving with their food, setting down two plates of chicken rice, and beef and broccoli. The chicken rice comes with some chilli sauce, though, and Serph eyes it balefully; he hasn't forgotten his 'competition' with Heat in that restaurant for his and Cielo's 'birthday'.]

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo sees the way Seeph is eyeing that chili sauce and comes up with a plan.]

I'll take that sauce away from your plate... But only if you give me something in return.

[The expression on his face is that a smug grin.]

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[...Serph gets this sinking feeling that he's going to regret asking, but he asks anyway.]

What do you want in return?

[beauchevalier]

[He leans in closer to Serph and keeps that smug grin on his face.]

I'll take a kiss or perhaps a little more if you'll let me.

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[Serph scoops out most of the chilli and puts it on Angelo's plate, but shakes his head.]

I decline your offer.

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo frowns before putting the chili back onto Serph's plate.]

You can't decline it now.