"Spell: fail!date" "Definition, please?"
WHO: Kiku and Yao (with a dash of Thera at the beginning.)
WHEN: (timewarp) Sunday, December 12, 4:00pm
WHERE: Liberty Cinima
WHAT: Kiku accepts a date from 'Jet,' but soon discovers that this date might not be what he expected (or with who he expected.)
Subject: Re:Do you actually use this site?
Body: Great. Come to Liberty Cinema on Sunday at 4:00pm. Disney just came out with a new movie. It should be fun. And maybe dinner afterward?
The message was burned into Kiku's brain, etched there by a metaphysical soldering iron. If he hadn't panicked so much at the notion of 'dinner and a movie,' Kiku would have thought to do enough research to figure out which of these movies was a Disney movie. Instead, here he stood, legs turning to jell-o as the creeping sensation of panic welled up inside of him. Dear god, he'd come this far and now he didn't know which movie he was supposed to buy a ticket for.
"Kikuuuu~"
Kiku's head whipped in the direction the voice had come. A small (and hauntingly beautiful) woman bounded towards him, waving a small slip of paper in the air. "Hello, Kiku. I'm Thera, your date's friend." The slip of paper- now identified as a movie ticket- was tucked into his hand and the woman quickly ushered him inside. "He asked me to make sure you made it to the right theater without trouble. What a cute shirt~ Op, your tag is out-" tucked in, "there we go."
Kiku was thrust at the ticket collector. The stub was torn and returned and he was already stumbling towards theater '7 on the left' before he realized Thera was left behind.
"Good luck!" she called. "And be certain to sit in the right chair! Your date's in seat 15!"
This all felt like it was going too fast, but Kiku reflected that perhaps it was better that way.
Theater 7. Theater 7. Yes. Double doors were already propped open by the cleaning crew, and with a deep breath, he entered the cool darkness beyond. The theater was larger than he had expected, with hundreds of seats in all directions. He didn't know Jet. Didn't see a picture of him. How was he supposed to sit in the right seat if he didn't know what Jet looked like?
Oh, wait. The ticket had a number on it. It was one of those 'assigned' theaters. Okay... Row G, seat 14...
Kiku took the stairs one at a time, keeping eyes focused on the little lights on the floor. Row D... Were his knees shaking? No. No. Row F... He'd be fine. Row H- oh, walked one too far. He stepped back down. Row G... seat 14...
Kiku fell into seat 14 with a deep sigh. Okay. Rooted to this spot. The hard part was over, now he just had to wait, right? Where was Jet?
The chair to his left was empty. And to his right?
Oh. Yao. Coincidentally.
WHEN: (timewarp) Sunday, December 12, 4:00pm
WHERE: Liberty Cinima
WHAT: Kiku accepts a date from 'Jet,' but soon discovers that this date might not be what he expected (or with who he expected.)
Subject: Re:Do you actually use this site?
Body: Great. Come to Liberty Cinema on Sunday at 4:00pm. Disney just came out with a new movie. It should be fun. And maybe dinner afterward?
The message was burned into Kiku's brain, etched there by a metaphysical soldering iron. If he hadn't panicked so much at the notion of 'dinner and a movie,' Kiku would have thought to do enough research to figure out which of these movies was a Disney movie. Instead, here he stood, legs turning to jell-o as the creeping sensation of panic welled up inside of him. Dear god, he'd come this far and now he didn't know which movie he was supposed to buy a ticket for.
"Kikuuuu~"
Kiku's head whipped in the direction the voice had come. A small (and hauntingly beautiful) woman bounded towards him, waving a small slip of paper in the air. "Hello, Kiku. I'm Thera, your date's friend." The slip of paper- now identified as a movie ticket- was tucked into his hand and the woman quickly ushered him inside. "He asked me to make sure you made it to the right theater without trouble. What a cute shirt~ Op, your tag is out-" tucked in, "there we go."
Kiku was thrust at the ticket collector. The stub was torn and returned and he was already stumbling towards theater '7 on the left' before he realized Thera was left behind.
"Good luck!" she called. "And be certain to sit in the right chair! Your date's in seat 15!"
This all felt like it was going too fast, but Kiku reflected that perhaps it was better that way.
Theater 7. Theater 7. Yes. Double doors were already propped open by the cleaning crew, and with a deep breath, he entered the cool darkness beyond. The theater was larger than he had expected, with hundreds of seats in all directions. He didn't know Jet. Didn't see a picture of him. How was he supposed to sit in the right seat if he didn't know what Jet looked like?
Oh, wait. The ticket had a number on it. It was one of those 'assigned' theaters. Okay... Row G, seat 14...
Kiku took the stairs one at a time, keeping eyes focused on the little lights on the floor. Row D... Were his knees shaking? No. No. Row F... He'd be fine. Row H- oh, walked one too far. He stepped back down. Row G... seat 14...
Kiku fell into seat 14 with a deep sigh. Okay. Rooted to this spot. The hard part was over, now he just had to wait, right? Where was Jet?
The chair to his left was empty. And to his right?
Oh. Yao. Coincidentally.