Ada had figured Sparkle would forgive her for ditching out on Demon Marcus today. After all, it wasn't every day your island was docked on an alien world, that was basically one gigantic CITY where you could actually see the sky
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"I just saw something really tasty," Dante said, though he was looking straight at the back of a blue girl with some really nice purple tattoos all over her face. "--Uh, is this a burger place?"
Ada rolled her eyes and swatted at his ass. "Those might be nice buns, but she ain't a burger," she scolded, trying not to laugh. "I dunno. It's got a picture of a burger-looking-thing on this photo menu. I can't read the writing."
To be fair, Ada had problems with reading English some days.
"Looks burgery enough to me," Dante said, leaning over (and looming over her shoulder, maybe, a little bit). "We can go in and if it looks like it's a live alien squid in there, we can always bail."
The idea of squid made Ada's mouth water, but she stomped down on the craving, hard.
"A burger for you, as promised, an' a not-burger for me," she agreed, slipping past him to cross the threshold into the cafe. If she was just as excited by the variety of clientele as she was by the idea of food, well, Ada was loving Illium so far. Everyone looked so different from each other, and no one cared. "I'd pay you in food to deal with all the scenarios in class this semester, but I think I'm supposed to be setting a good example or somethin.'"
Dante wandered in after her, and okay, fine, he was spending about as much time as Ada checking out the locals - though for slightly less philosophical reasons. "Eh," he said. "Fucking with Jarrus is so much fun, I'd almost do it without the payment."
Almost.
... okay, maybe sometimes, definitely. What was the point of having teachers stomping around if you couldn't take out your issues on 'em?
"Watching you punch your way out of it was fun, b'fore I bailed," Ada admitted, scampering over to an open table and grabbing a seat. "You're a good distraction tactic."
"You're welcome," Dante said, smirking after her. He followed suit not long after, dropping himself into a seat. "Hey, Ades? You wouldn't happen to know where Cassandra lives, right?"
"Cassandra? With th' dark hair?" she asked. "I dunno, she's in my 'surviving adventures' class, but I ain't really ever talked to her much. She seems kinda serious."
And Ada....wasn't capable of taking much too terribly seriously, unless it was Actually Serious.
"We'll find her," she promised, because it wasn't like Fandom was THAT large a school. "If'n I see her b'fore Thursday I'll text you, but she ain't one to miss class."
And maybe having a few days to think about his Words would help Dante craft a convincing argument without shaking-- no, probably not going to go down that way, but that was why Ada was going to discreetly stand watch and make sure no one bothered them.
Then he cleared his throat. "Uh," he said, "We should probably order something. You think they actually have English menus around here?"
Right at that very moment, an asari server walked up to them. "Hello," she chirped, in the fashion of someone who was bored but trying to put on a happy front. "Would you like to see the human menu?"
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To be fair, Ada had problems with reading English some days.
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"A burger for you, as promised, an' a not-burger for me," she agreed, slipping past him to cross the threshold into the cafe. If she was just as excited by the variety of clientele as she was by the idea of food, well, Ada was loving Illium so far. Everyone looked so different from each other, and no one cared. "I'd pay you in food to deal with all the scenarios in class this semester, but I think I'm supposed to be setting a good example or somethin.'"
Who made her a TA? Seriously?
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Almost.
... okay, maybe sometimes, definitely. What was the point of having teachers stomping around if you couldn't take out your issues on 'em?
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"He's not that bad," Ada laughed. "Little over-earnest, maybe."
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(He had not been paying very close attention that day.)
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And Ada....wasn't capable of taking much too terribly seriously, unless it was Actually Serious.
"Why?"
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Or two, or three. Ada wasn't going to count his words. Or number of times he shook her.
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Funnily enough, Cassandra's early-to-rise schedule and Dante's late-to-go-to-bed schedule did not match up.
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"We'll find her," she promised, because it wasn't like Fandom was THAT large a school. "If'n I see her b'fore Thursday I'll text you, but she ain't one to miss class."
And maybe having a few days to think about his Words would help Dante craft a convincing argument without shaking-- no, probably not going to go down that way, but that was why Ada was going to discreetly stand watch and make sure no one bothered them.
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Then he cleared his throat. "Uh," he said, "We should probably order something. You think they actually have English menus around here?"
Right at that very moment, an asari server walked up to them. "Hello," she chirped, in the fashion of someone who was bored but trying to put on a happy front. "Would you like to see the human menu?"
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"Though if'n you got a dextro menu, too, I'd like to see that later. 'M tryin' to get ideas for a friend."
If there was a dextro-version of cookies, she was so taking some back for Tali.
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