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Post by CALLUM SNOW on Sept 15, 2013 6:45:20 GMT -8
The waitress came back with the check and his credit card, ready for him to sign. Cal couldn't help but chuckle at the line of numbers left on the bottom of the check, with the name 'Lisa' to call. Heh, he thought as he glanced up to meet her eyes. She was pretty-- large eyes, long legs, tall and slender with long curly hair. It wouldn't really do to send her any signs on something that could potentially be a date, though, so he added an 18% tip, standard fare. No signs, no number back, not even a wink.
Maybe he'd drop her a line some day, but he had a feeling that he wasn't exactly looking for a booty call that night.
"San Diego's a great place. Still want to get tickets to Comic-Con some day." He said nothing about her comment regarding her aunt-- if her home wasn't with her parents, that was fair enough. Because his house back home had ceased to be a home a long, long time ago. "Have you been to Dick's Last Resort? I went with a couple of friends when we took a day trip there a while back. Best thing ever." He nodded in agreement when she agreed to pay for dessert, though he paused for a moment when she also mentioned the tidbits. Whoa, that would be a lot of food. Dinner had cost them seventy bucks in total and it wasn't like she would be completely unaware of the price.
"Dude, don't worry about it. Dessert's fine. Besides, mochi ice cream man." Her voice had been firm, but he'd feel bad not at least saying something. The two of them walked out of the restaurant into his car. It was finally starting to get dark out, and he had a feeling that the long summers were just about to show up at their doorstep. "So. To Little Tokyo?" He got into the car, waiting for Allison to slide next to him. He passed her the satnav.
"Show me the way, fearless leader."
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Post by ALLISON CHEN on Sept 15, 2013 7:39:30 GMT -8
She couldn't help but to be amused at the entire situation between the waitress and Callum, as the girl kept sliding questioning glances at her. She would bet good money that there would be a phone number waiting for the blond male on the receipt. He should take it, really. The waitress was quite pretty and interested.
"If you lived in San Diego and haven't heard of that place, I would actually ask if you lived under a rock in that duration. It's not a bad place," she had hung out on a few occasions with the swim team back at Westside after a gruelling practice and most were starving for something disgustingly good and horribly bad for your health. Coach usually turned a blind eye on their diet once in a while but once you start loosing definition, the man was going to eat you alive and spit you out into the chlorinated pool, then make you swim a hundred and fifty laps.
She didn't even respond to him turning down her offer and instead, she left the restaurant with him and got into the car. She nodded when he passed over the sat nav and she inserted the postcode. She had to shake her head slightly at his mannerisms, but it was entertaining. Besides, he won't be able to refuse the snacks that were on display. Strawberry panda biscuits, hmmmm, maybe she might get some of those herself.
Suddenly, her eyes started to feel heavy. Oh, it must be a full stomach and the fact that she didn't quite sleep properly last night. There were just times where you just couldn't help it and before she knew it, she drifted off. In a way, perhaps it was a first sign of actually trusting the blond. But who knows.
Then... she started dreaming and it wasn't pleasant. No, not at all.
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Post by CALLUM SNOW on Sept 15, 2013 8:04:35 GMT -8
"Dude, I love it. Once my friend got a hat saying 'If dicks were wings, I would be an airport.' Made even better from the fact that he was a straight guy. We made him keep the thing on for the entire night." Poor Whaley was never going to live it down, but apparently purple hair made him a closet homosexual. Cal and Julie had laughed their asses off, and he was quite sure that he had a photo somewhere in his phone. He was going to turn around and show her once they stopped at a red light. "Hey, Allison--"
Wait. What the heck. How in the world had she managed to fall asleep?
"Christ, am I really that boring?"
If he wasn't already somewhat convinced that one of his few skills was being genuinely funny, he might have been a little insulted, even. Then again, she had started to look rather sleepy during the latter half of the evening, but still. Who actually fell asleep while on a da-- right, this probably wasn't a date. Whew. Cal heaved a sigh, unsure whether it was one of disappointment or relief. He turned his gaze back onto the road. The light was green now. Time to make a move. T
Whoa, he hadn't realised that sleeping people could look so anguished.
"Hey," he muttered, watching as Allison squeezed her eyes, her mouth open in a silent scream. "Dude. Dude. You okay?" he asked, giving the girl a little shake with one hand, quickly turning his gaze back onto the road. Christ, he'd have to properly shake her later on, but still. That did not look good in the slightest. "Dude, wake up. What's wrong? Are you okay?"
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Post by ALLISON CHEN on Sept 15, 2013 8:21:22 GMT -8
Purple. Green. Red. Flashes of colours were accompanied by shouts. Blood pounds in her ears and she is running, scared even though she wasn't sure why she was terrified. There was a man, a dangerous man, running towards her, she panics and makes a run for it, adrenaline fuelling her mad dash towards safety. Curiosity gets the better of her, was he getting closer? Did she lose him? She turns around and her eyes widen, her heart jumps into her throat: A blade. She tries to avoid it but it was too late, the metal cuts into her neck and a shock of white hot pain blinds her—
"—up. What's wrong? Are you okay?"
Her eyes flew open and she was in a car, not a field. He had stopped. They were here. But what had that been about? Her hand came up to clutch at her throat. That had felt so real. Too real. Her heart sounded like it belonged to a racehorse, beating a frantic tempo in her chest. Her mouth was dry and she shudders, taking a moment to tell herself that she was safe, in one piece and not being chased. They were going for mochi ice-cream. Plum wine, that's her favourite. Allison sucked in a shaky breath and does not make a move to shake off Callum's hand on her shoulder. The touch grounded her, reminded her that she was still alive and it had been just a dream.
"I-I'm okay." She paused, taking another moment to swallow down the fear that was still coiled in the back of her throat. "Just a bad dream, that's all."
Even she sounded uncertain to her own ears but what was she going to tell him? That she dreamt about being beheaded, only it didn't feel like it at all? That she could recall the slice of the blade, severing her artery as it bit into her flesh— A shudder wrecked her frame and she gripped at the seat. Breathe, girl, breathe. Apples, banana, cinnamon, durian, elderberry, fig, grape, ita palm, jackfruit, kiwi, lemon, melon, nectarine— She continued down the list and soon, she got the grip that she usually maintained on herself.
"I apologize for that."
She wouldn't be surprised if he thought her odd, or maybe even unstable and unhinged.
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Post by CALLUM SNOW on Sept 15, 2013 14:12:52 GMT -8
That had been the most sudden and abrupt bad dream that he'd ever seen.
The blonde raised a brow as he continued to drive, noting that she'd said she was fine. Fine, just a bad dream, that was all-- well, how many times had he told that lie himself? He had dreamed about his brother's death and his funeral so many times, and he knew very well that it wasn't all right, it wasn't okay. Nightmares could mean far more than people would dream of admitting, and so he allowed himself to ask, "Do you want to talk about it?" Whether she wished to respond or not was her prerogative. Through the corner of his eye he noticed her grip the edge of the seat, and he shot her another glance. He'd show a little more concern when they weren't in the middle of the road.
"If you want to pull up and chill somewhere for a bit, I'd be okay with that. Just let me know, okay?" Cal said, shooting her another sideways glance. They were on the highway now, which meant that there were no stoplights for a while, but he could go off the highway at any time and he'd probably be all right. He was pretty chill when it came to things like this-- if she wasn't okay, she wasn't okay. And then she apologised.
"Dude, what the heck. You haven't done anything wrong." Sure, it might have been kind of scary that she was suddenly writhing in the middle of nowhere. You didn't just recover from these nightmares in a few seconds, though. He would know. "Don't worry about it."
"It's cool."
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Post by ALLISON CHEN on Sept 15, 2013 17:03:26 GMT -8
It wasn’t something she was going to talk about. What was she going to say? “I had a dream that I was beheaded, only that I felt everything and I’ve a feeling it isn’t exactly a dream?” Wow, talk about sounding crazy. Allison took another deep breath and shook her head, “I’ll be okay. I just need a moment, I think I’ve been watching too much television.”
She gave him an uncertain smile, mentally willing him not to push her further. Sometimes, people just don’t want to talk about it and this was one of those times. Allison sat up straighter on her seat, tugging at the safety belt across her chest.
“Besides, ice-cream will help, don’t you think?” She wondered how many piece of the plum wine mochi would she need to be able to even feel a little tipsy. She might just need it to calm her frazzled nerves. Then she realized she had just drifted off while she was in the car with him and a slight frown marred her brow. Her fingers came up to pinch the bridge of her nose, and as she closed her eyes, purple, green and red flashed behind her eyes. She grimaced.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep. I just haven’t been able to get some proper sleep in the last few days.”
It seems as if the dream had been waiting on her defenses to lower to creep up on her and then knock her knees from behind, taking her down swiftly.
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Post by CALLUM SNOW on Sept 15, 2013 20:17:35 GMT -8
She shot him a little smile, and in that moment Cal knew that it was all she was going to say. He could see it in her eyes-- much as he was generally a curious person he wasn't normally the type to pry, and he nodded, a small smile curling up on his lips. "All right. As long as you're okay," he said, speeding up slightly to indicate that he was going to continue on their given path.
"TV's good. So what shows do you follow?" he asked, providing her with an easy outlet to change the subject. "I've gone on an Elementary kick. Also Breaking Bad. Dude, I love Breaking Bad so much you have no idea." Usual, benign stuff. The kind of thing you'd expect him to like, really. Maybe not so much with Elementary, but Breaking Bad was the bomb. "Anyway we're almost there now. About ten minutes to go. So, what flavour do you recommend I get once I get there?" he asked. It was then when Allison apologised, and Cal shrugged.
"Hey, don't worry about it. It happens. You looked kind of tired." Besides, if they were just hanging out as buds, it was no big deal. The same foreign pang that could have been either relief or disappointment ran through him, but he said no more. "Seriously, don't worry. I've done worse before. At least you aren't in class or in some sort of professional meeting when someone will judge you, right?"
Cal grinned once again. He'd given her a way out, and he had a good feeling that she was going to take it.
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Post by ALLISON CHEN on Sept 15, 2013 22:54:23 GMT -8
She knew that he wanted to know more, of course he would, anyone would. But she was thankful for the opening that he gave her: television series. That was something she could definitely talk about, she pounced on it, replying almost immediately.
“Elementary was a surprise for me, since I liked BBC Sherlock, but I really enjoyed the connection that the characterization offered the audience because of the focus on his addiction and recovery. It made him more real; people got invested in him like a friend by his side. Breaking Bad is not bad as well, Walter… it’s rare to see the devolution of a main character from the hero to the villain.” She didn’t care that she might be rambling on but it was good to be distracted sometimes, “I’m rooting for Jesse.” She had to smile at that, for in the beginning, she was in Camp Walter, accepting the breaking of law for the exchange he was aiming for, which was to provide for his family after his death. But I will have to say Scandal was one of my favourites and my absolute love right now is House of Cards. Kevin Spacey is a genius.”
Given by the choices of her shows, the other could probably see why she might have chosen her major.
“Though Criminal Minds is a good friend during a boring night and Castle too." She kind of envied Beckett's relationship with the title character. The banter and the chase. It did not cross her mind that the male sitting in the driving seat shared more than a few similarities. It will be interesting when she finally makes the connection. But right now, she was on a roll with her shows, "Serial killers, investigations, you know, the works.” Cal finally picked up on something that got her talking, and plus the urge to talk about anything but the dream just now, Allison opened up. And as she continued talking about her series, the grip on the seat loosened and her shoulders became less tense. Then she paused, rolling her eyes slightly.
"How could I forget Game of Thrones? Tyrion Lannister is king."
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Post by CALLUM SNOW on Sept 16, 2013 7:14:11 GMT -8
"English purist or not, Elementary was the BOMB." He debated mentioning that Lucy Liu was super hot, but decided against it. Sure, this might have not been a date, but he'd keep certain things to himself. Didn't want her to think that he was insinuating anything, you know? "And dude, no. Team Walter man. You've got to give your heart out to that guy. I know he's fucked up as all hell but part of you can't help but keep rooting for him anyway. It's really sad but you get attached."
This was somehow a topic that they were both equally enthusiastic about. Cal didn't watch a tremendous amount of TV, preferring to play games and to watch movies, but they were talking about the few shows that he actually kept up with and followed. He nodded as she mentioned House of Cards. "Course. Political Science majors. I don't know, I kind of know the basics of politics so that I don't end up looking like a moron in public, but not much more." He'd probably said that before, but whatever. He could say it again.
"Never watched Criminal Minds, seen a couple of episodes of Castle. Liked it but didn't watch the whole thing through. Seems like the kind of thing you can pick up for a couple of episodes and then drop. Kind of like Elementary in that sense, only there's way too many episodes for me to sit down and watch the whole thing through."
Also, yeah. Castle and Beckett were both hot as hell.
He had a thing for intelligence, okay. Smart people made his ovaries explode.
"In another life, I'd have loved to work with forensics," he found himself adding. "It would have been kind of grim but that shit is pretty cool in its own way. Besides, what's a little morbidity? We're all dying bit by bit anyway, if you think about it. Better time to face it and accept that fact than to try to hold it back for too long."
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Post by ALLISON CHEN on Sept 16, 2013 8:12:18 GMT -8
"The man had been a teacher. Now he's a drug lord. I get his beginning but I don't think I'll ever agree with his choices after his first murder." She agreed with the part about becoming attached to a character, book or tv. And when she heard his next few sentences, she wondered why he had the signs of a habit of putting himself down, of dismissing his own opinions as lesser. But she did not voice any of that, it was personal and not hers to mind.
"Castle's plot line is about the developing relationship between Becket and Castle, I'm not really watching it for the investigative process. Criminal Minds does a better job at satisfying that." She also noted that he might have a problem sitting down in one place for too long, seemed to fit his characterization so far. A healthy college student should take the chance to gallivant and have fun. He then revealed a little more, and was that wist she detected in his voice? Allison cocked her head to one side and asked bluntly.
"Why not in this lifetime?"
He might have a little more depth that she initially gave him credit for. Looks like he's not done surprising her yet.
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Post by CALLUM SNOW on Sept 16, 2013 9:04:43 GMT -8
"I dunno man. I know what he's doing is wrong, but it's just an example of how the road to hell is paved with good intentions. You still gotta love him though, fucked up as it is." Cal shrugged. Ehh, they could agree to disagree. It was true though, what he had said. He was attached to the character, and much as he was starting to get frustrated at what he felt was irrational choice after irrational choice, he was still watching, still rooting for the guy, hoping for some sort of eventual redemption. "Either way, you've got to say that some interesting moral choices are posed throughout the show."
Turn left towards your destination.
"Fuck yeah, finally!" Cal exclaimed as they drove off the highway into the Little Tokyo area. He didn't even know what mochi ice cream tasted like, but he imagined it was like a sprinkling of icing sugar and fairy dust dancing upon his tastebuds. "As for Castle, I suppose. They're kind of cute together." He was tempted to add an, I ship it, but he decided against it. He wasn't normally much of a shipper but he'd spent enough time on the Internet to know what shipping was, and what if Allison didn't? God knows he didn't want to be explaining what shipping meant. And that was when she asked about whether he would do it in this lifetime. The blonde paused for a second.
"Ehh. Not sure. Other plans?" It was true. He'd always wanted to be a doctor ever since he was a kid. It was a challenge, it was pushing himself, it meant proving people wrong. While he was interested in forensics he wasn't sure if it paid, and even so... Come to think of it, the thought had never actually seriously crossed his mind. He found himself speaking in a softer voice:
"I'll get back to you on that."
You have reached your destination.
"Aww yes!" Cal exclaimed, glancing around to see whether there was a place he could park. Well, what did you know-- there was one just outside the eatery. He manoeuvred the car into the parking lot, pulling the brakes before turing to her with his usual grin.
"Shall we?"
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Post by ALLISON CHEN on Sept 17, 2013 5:17:01 GMT -8
She was feeling loads better now that they were having a conversation far far away from what she was dreaming about. Allison could see his point, definitely, but it didn't mean that she couldn't like what she liked, which was Jesse. The guy still had a chance to walk away with half of his soul and she was hoping that he was going soon. Then they reached their destination, and just like that, expletives re-entered the scene. She wasn't sure to arch an eyebrow or to smile wryly. He was charming, she will admit but she was going to keep it to herself. "They are." She conceded when he offered his opinion about the coupling and if he actually said something about him shipping it, Allison probably wouldn't know what to do with herself. But she wasn't a mind reader so she was blissfully unaware.
The conversation changed and even when he answered, his uncertainty is clear as the skies tonight. Then his voice softened and she had to pause, before replying.
"Take your time, it shouldn't be rushed."
This time, she had to smile at his enthusiasm, though she quickly hid it behind a hand. Thankfully, she managed to curb her expression (or had she?) before he turned around to give her a boyish grin. Huh, well, that's more evidence that he didn't have trouble with girls or guys, if he swung that way too, she wouldn't care. What? It would be hypocritical to judge.
"Shall I lead you then, milady?"
Who said he was the only one with cheek in him? What? He was pretty enough.
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Post by CALLUM SNOW on Sept 17, 2013 21:21:16 GMT -8
Cal had quite the experience with both members of the same and opposite gender, but he wasn't about to start revealing his sexual history to Allison right on the spot. There was a time and place for talking about how you were in the sheets and while he did normally enjoy creating a ruckus, he had a gut feeling that she wouldn't quite appreciate hearing about his prowess in the bedroom. She didn't seem as though she was the type to be interested in finding out through a live-action re-enactment either. Instead, she opened the door for him, referring to him as milady. Cal couldn't help but chuckle as he got out of the car and she called him milady, and he bowed a little, making a gesture as though he was about to kiss her hand.
"Anything for you, kindly sir. Show me the way." Yes, there were a few things that he did have a big ego about, but assuming a more feminine role for a brief period of time wasn't something that struck him as something to be embarrassed about. To imply that would be misogynistic, and he preferred to think that he believed in equal treatment between genders thank you very much. Save for a few small things such as the male paying the bill on the first date, but then again, since this obviously wasn't a date it no longer quite mattered. Cal sauntered up to her, giving her a mock curtsy.
"We've left the chariot. Onwards to the ball!" Though he was the horse and the driver of his pretty average car, it would have to do as a magic glass carriage. So Cindercalla and his dashing prince strolled alongside each other to the grand palace of the kingdom of Mochi, and he even waited for her to open the door before sauntering inside. His line of vision was immediately assaulted by an array of coloured rice cakes stacked neatly alongside each other, and he could practically taste them at this point. Sweet, powdery sugary goodness with soft fluffy ice cream inside. The thought alone was almost enough to make him die of joy on the spot--
"So how do we do this," he asked, with all the wonder and excitement of a five-year-old being taken to the zoo, a pretty sparkly princess no more. "Do we just order? How many should we get? Because I feel like I could eat a thousand of these in one go right now."
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Post by ALLISON CHEN on Sept 17, 2013 22:01:56 GMT -8
If he were to go informing her of his sexual history, the conversation would really have taken a turn for the bizarre. But it didn't and she was thus saved from the awkwardness. It delighted her to see that he took the milady comment in stride, going even further to play along with her. She wasn't going to lie, it had been a little test and he passed it with flying colors. No friend of hers was going to a misogynist. He sauntered quite nicely as well, like he had plenty of practice. She wasn't going deny that she was starting to feel a little attraction but hey, she felt the same for Robert Downey Jr. It didn't mean much and he was Iron Man in flesh.
Come to think about it, there were also similarities between Tony Stark and the blond male. But the point is to what extent, did the good also came with the bad? But she was no Pepper Potts, so it's none of her business, though her curiosity was piqued and that was never a good thing. Ask her cousins. Some of their most outrageous adventures started with an innocent question from her. Those were the good ole days.
She kept her expression deadpanned, as she nodded imperiously. "Of course, anything you want, your highness."
Then he turned into a (cute) five year boy excited by the prospect of a sugar rush as wide greys took in the wide selection of flavours in the cooling sections when they entered the shop. "Okay, how about we get some favorites and some interesting ones?" And when she got his approval, she turned to the server and ordered promptly.
"Could we please have four plum wine, two guava, two vanilla, two coffee, two green bean." That would come up to six each and she paid immediately without consulting the other. They quickly got a booth and she actually made a little sound, eyes closing in pleasure when she bit into the plum wine piece, relishing the burst of flavours and smooth iciness that accompanied the chewiness of the glutinous skin.
This was heaven.
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Post by CALLUM SNOW on Sept 19, 2013 6:18:24 GMT -8
If Allison had told him that he was a lot like Iron Man, Cal would probably have laughed. Okay, so maybe he didn't have the entire parental abandonment thing, and neither did he have an attractive blonde Gwyneth Paltrow running after him to do his bidding. However he did relate to Tony Stark on a spiritual level. He was just decidedly less rich, and less of a crazy inventor. That and he was much more likely to destroy the world where it stood than saving it, and he didn't have a real arc reactor. Yet. Keep calm, Los Angeles, Cal would come for you: just not today.
(Toilet humour not intended, but much appreciated. Teehee.)
"I don't know, my handsome royal escort. How will I ever partake in the difficulty of making such a monumental decision?" He even lifted a hand to his head for good measure, before clutching a palm to his chest and doing his best impression of a swooning maiden. The tiny girl behind the counter was casting him a sideways glance, and he could have sworn that he heard the man next to her whisper "crazy white guy" into her ear, but it was okay. Better to be known for being crazy than for being boring, right? It was then when Allison mentioned getting some favourites, and he nodded in agreement. "Sounds like a plan to me. Whoa. Whoa there. You sure?"
She really was ordering a lot. Not that he doubted his own ability to consume food, but that sounded like a lot even for two people. Even if one of those two people was him. Then again, the mochi pieces weren't that large, and he was quite sure that she knew what she was doing. Which was a lot more than he could say about himself, to tell you the truth. "Never mind. If you weren't sure, you wouldn't be doing this. You just seem like that kind of person." With that, they made their way to one of the tables. Cal grabbed one of the plum wine pieces, ready to strike. But Allison beat him to it and let out the most gutteral sound--
Okay. Okaaay. He had to pause for a moment to stare. Holy shit that just looked and sounded wrong, and the next place where Cal's mind went would most definitely breach the PG-13 rating of any roleplay site, and get Proboards to come and shut it down. He had to admit that the sudden transformation in his handsome attendant was rather jarring, though, and it took him a second before he bit into the plum wine mochi ice cream. A burst of juices and flavour spread across his tongue, and his eyes widened in delight.
"Oh my god," he muttered. "So good. So good." Congratulations Allison, he had been reduced to a state of incoherency. He wasn't even able to point out just how wrong he had sounded himself. It was only a matter of seconds before he was able to regain his composure, however, and he turned to Allison, letting out an "Mmm."
"This is the greatest mochi ice-cream in the country. You must be knighted for such a deed," he mused, trying to do his best impression of a princessy wave. "I dub thee Sir Allison. Lady of all things Delicious and Tasty, Duchess of Korean Barbecue and Mochi Ice Cream. Rise."
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Post by ALLISON CHEN on Sept 20, 2013 19:47:56 GMT -8
If only she was just like how she appeared to him: someone who wouldn't do something if the were not sure. Allison declined to comment, preferring to just enjoy the dessert that was in front of her. She had no idea what the other was thinking or how dirt his mind was, if she wasn't going to be privy to his thoughts, all the better. Then it was his turn to make noises again but she was too engrossed in her own mouthful to actually register the sounds.
So now she was knighted and lorded in the kingdom of Cal. She made sure that she finished swallowing before she drawled, a neat brow arching in wry amusement,
"I thank thee for your consideration and generosity, Your Highness." If it was even possible, her voice only became more of a deadpan. "My life," she continued dramatically, "is now complete."
This was fun. There was someone who kept up with her and took the punches, she has been on dates before (not that this was one) but this was shaping up to be better than her previous experiences. Well, except for the blip in the car. Perhaps this was a friendship worth pursuing. This wasn't something she encountered frequently, due to her inclination to keep her current friends really close to her heart and her naturally cautious nature.
By right, she should be a little suspicious of how easy it seemed for him to even get to a point which took others months.
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CALLUM SNOW
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Post by CALLUM SNOW on Sept 21, 2013 9:16:11 GMT -8
Being knighted in the Kingdom of Cal was the greatest honour that could be bestowed on any human on the planet. In fact, it was the kind of thing he would have sold his left kidney for, if he wasn't the great Princess Cal himself. He didn't mind being a princess at all, for the record-- he didn't have that much of an ego that he wouldn't crossdress in public, or assume any female gender roles. After all, he did say that he had no pride and no shame. Even if that in itself was part of his carefully woven brocade, and mostly a complete lie. But back to the matter at hand, the girl who now wore the greatest title, the largest honour. Cal placed a hand on his chest, before leaning in and touching her shoulder, greys meeting browns in mischievous acknowledgment of the other.
"You shall be given a house made of mochi bricks and Korean barbecue for sustenance in the land of Delicious, right by Procrasti Nation," he said in the most solemn tone that he could possibly muster when he was spewing shit like this. Yes, he was making all of this up on the spot. Yes, this was typical Cal behaviour. He should have been a writer, man, or a stand-up comedian. Then again, there were a lot of things that he should have been, but definitely wasn't. With that, he continued at his mochi ice cream, finishing up the plum wine and beginning on the green tea. Cal shot her another grin.
"Come here often? You seem like you know a lot about the food here." Most of his food experiences had consisted of trying every fast food joint in the area. Nothing against fast food, but the amount that he consumed should probably have given him some sort of disease by now. "Any other recommendations? We should totally do this again sometime."
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Post by ALLISON CHEN on Sept 25, 2013 8:34:30 GMT -8
"That, your highness, is structurally unsound, if I may say. I'm not too keen in being buried in steamed glutinous rice flour, however delicious it might taste." Her delivery was deadpanned and on the spot. He was one who had a fondness for theatrics, his personality fitting right in with her deduction. A charismatic a show-stealer, someone who like the spotlight but doesn't steal it from others consciously. Someone like that probably was Homecoming King before he left for college. She would even hazard that he just drew attention wherever he went. Then he asked her more questions, his curiosity slightly charming.
"I guess you can say food's a passion." The way her words softened and her tone lightened probably told Cal all he needed to know about her love for food. "Good food is one of the few constants moving from one place to another, so it's more of a crutch sometimes. It's comforting." There she went again, opening up a little bit more at a time. Gosh, why the mush. She chalked it up to her being tired and the guy was actually nice enough to help her out after a really bad dream.
Again? Well, that was quick but Allison was never one to turn down opportunities where she could try new food. "I like doing research when it comes to dining. I don't really appreciate going out all the way to have subpar food. Perhaps it's your turn to decide on a craving and then I'll give you some recommendations. Trying out new places wouldn't be out of the question either."
Did this mean that she was accepting the invitation to hang out again? Probably. There's no turning back now.
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Post by CALLUM SNOW on Sept 27, 2013 12:04:28 GMT -8
She said yes.
Cal couldn't help but grin once again, almost unable to contain his happiness. It was as though Christmas, New Year, and Oktoberfest had all come at once, in the form of a magical food guru that was ready to show him all the wonderful places to eat in the world. He didn't know just why he was reacting so well to this, to her, especially considering she'd had a mini freakout when she'd fallen asleep in his car. Maybe it was the fact that she was cute. Maybe it was the fact that she was some sort of connoisseur. Or maybe something was tying them together, some magical mystical force of nature that he couldn't hope to explain, fate or destiny or a proverbial red string that made him ridiculously happy in her presence.
Nah, that would never happen.
This wasn't fiction, man. The fates had better things to do than to mess with the lives of silly little people like him. Besides, how many times had he stressed this? This wasn't a date. It was just a mutually beneficial relationship: she took him for food, and he provided her with entertainment. Since that was all he had to offer, anyway-- a smile and a laugh, a joke and some reassurance that things would be all right. So he chuckled, tucking in to yet another piece of mochi. While this wasn't his regular Friday night, he supposed that just sitting and chilling was nice. Talking was nice. He leaned over a little, sticking out a hand for her to shake.
"I'm going to hold you to that one."
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