RP Log - Blind Dates!
Juan: *with the heat slowly rising every day and this being a formal date, Juan decided not to wear his uniform for this event, instead he shows up wearing normal pants and an A-shirt - a perfect fashion choice in his mind! He looks around the cafe, trying to find the arranged meeting spot*
Linfa: *in her usual dress -- and wearing Euram's gifts! -- she's waiting excitedly by the allocated table, not yet sitting in her seat but leaning against the table's edge* Hmm... Who will it be today?~ *may or may not be thinking about the people Josephine mentioned, she doesn't notice Juan yet*
Juan: Uhm, excus-- *he comes up behind her, until he realizes who it actually is. His voice quickly falters before he can finish, his face ranging from terrified to confused, he ultimately decides to put on a pokerface and not give her any visible reaction* ...What are you doing here?
Linfa: ... Hm?! *spinning around a little too excitedly, her face also goes through a range of emotions before things click in her head. She goes from startled to confused to blankly confused... and then she looks a little taken aback when she sees what he's wearing. That certainly shows off a few assets!* ... O-oh? *kind of doing a double-take here* I... I could ask you the same question!
Juan: *not sure if he should be embarrassed about participating in this, but he waves his little card in front of her anyway* I have a date tonight - you're in the way. ......I-I don't want her getting the wrong idea about us or anything, okay?
Linfa: Oho, you on a date?~ Very funn-- *is in the process of shrugging nonchalantly when she catches a proper glimpse of that card* -- ...y? *freezes up a little, hand reaching out to make a grab for the card* Let me see that!
Juan: Ugh.. *rolls his eyes and simply lets her have it if it means getting her out of here quicker, and yet he still makes a face after hearing her comment* Are you saying I can't date now? That nerve...
Linfa: I'm not saying that! *says it while turning away from him to read the card... and when she sees what's written, her heart practically stops for a second* ... ah. *recognizes those details all to well, and is flustering a little here* ... But you can't go on a date today, okay?~
Juan: Are you serious? *he huffs at her, still not connecting the dots* J-Just give me that card back, who are you to meddle in my business!
Linfa: Just trust me! *turns around again, frowning at him* You don't want to go on this date! *holds the card possessively to her chest, intent on keeping it*
Juan: *baffled* Y-You're unbelievable, you know that? *he steps forward defiantly, giving her a spiteful look* Well, guess what, not only am I going to go through with this date, but I'm also going to enjoy it - that's right, I might even like this girl - and there's not a damn thing you can do to stop me. Now I'll ask you again; give it back!
Linfa: *takes a step back, giving him a pouty look as she accidentally ends up bumping into the table behind her* O-ow! ... *winces a little before continuing* ... Hmph. I'm not giving it back! *keeps her hold on it, determined* And I know for a fact you won't enjoy your date! *frowns a little*
Juan: *reminded how fragile she is, he makes a note that forcibly taking it back from her might not be the best idea, instead he decides to give in to her little mind games as he tries to think of a different approach* Give me a br-- and, and why is that, Linfa? What could you possibly know about me or my date, hm?
Linfa: I know a lot! ... In fact, I know more than you! *hitting a roadblock on what to say here, though, not wanting to admit -- mostly out of embarrassment -- that she's actually his date* ... So, I know that you should just skip this date completely!
Juan: *crosses his arms, kind of dubious* You know something... and you're just going to dateblock me all day, because-- because, well, because you magically know more than I do?! Linfa... *this is weird enough to make him stare in concern, wondering if she's perhaps jealous; he didn't exactly forget those earlier awkward moments*
Linfa: *getting a little uncomfortable under that stare* ... What? *stubbornly, she's beginning to look around now, as if trying to look for a distraction... and then she realizes that he can have the card and still not get his date, anyway* ... You know what? Here, you can keep your stupid card! *suddenly shoving it back into his face now*
Juan: P-Pardon? *this definitely won't help him figure her out any better, but takes the card back only because he's getting a little nervous* What's the matter with you? Did I do something wrong?! I only signed up for this stupid thing to prove a point to you! *not quite sure why he feels like he needs to explain himself*
Linfa: A point, hmm? *against her better judgement, she's a little curious* ... What point is that? *she crosses her arms, giving him a half-pouty, half-searching look*
Juan: *almost flails* I-- my point-- th-that-- i-it's really not important! It's just... I realize how stupid it is now. *rubs his forehead, feeling another headache coming on* ....You still haven't told me why you're really here. B-Besides ruining my chances of ever having a partner, that is...
Linfa: *she looks like she's not going to say anything for a few seconds, but then she relents* I... have a date here. *... and that's all she's going to say about that as she decides to lean back, giving herself a little boost to sit on top of the table* So now you know!~
Juan: A what?! *looks almost furious again* So all this time you've been trying to get ME to leave so you can have your date with some-- ......some..... *suddenly loosens up as everything is slowly starting to make sense in his head* .....a blind date, right? You have a blind date. A blind date right here. Right on that table, where... I'm..... *looks at his card stupidly, can't even bring himself to finish that*
Linfa: ... where you're supposed to be. *finishes off the sentence for him and decides to flash him a totally innocent smile as she stays put on the table, finally pulling her own card out of her pocket and waving it around teasingly in the air... and then she sighs, slumping a bit as she leans back and rests on one palm* ... Now will you go?
Juan: *feeling another range of simultaneous emotions again, mostly angry about being taken for a fool, but also finding humour in the irony of life. Another part of him wonders if she's asking him that question because she wants him to leave* ...Are you asking me to stand you up? Isn't that something like social suicide, being rejected by a total "dork", hm?
Linfa: ... Not a total dork today. *she corrects, tilting her head to the side slightly and looking him over again -- but then she shakes her head* ... But that's not the point. Social suicide or not, we both know you won't enjoy this one~ bit~
Juan: Is that what you really think? *he sighs, and proceeds to take a seat beside her on the table, yes this date is going to take place on a table* Look, here's the deal... we've both signed up for this, I-I've dressed... --I'm not wearing my uniform, which is unusual for me, right? I need this to count for something, and you-- you? You look the same as always-- which is nice, don't get me wrong! It's... it must take a lot of work to look good, which means you wanted today to be... good. Which... *really not sure where his rambling is taking him* --And hold up, since when did you even care if I enjoy something or not?!
Linfa: *glances at him for a second as he sits next to her, but doesn't say anything as he... rambles~ She seems to perk a bit when he mentions her looking good, maybe smiling a little now, but...* Oh, maybe I care. *says it lightly* ... But I mean, last time you fell asleep while I was talking, and I don't think I'm up for that on a date~
Juan: *laughs a little, point taken* In my defense, I was trying to sleep while you were talking. It probably sounds like a weak excuse now, but... at the time, I was barely getting any sleep. --In any case, there won't be sleeping around of any kind today, I pro-- *backpedals when the bad choice of words become obvious* --oh, you know what I mean, right? I-I meant I won't, not ever-- well, not not ever, I-I'm still gonna take a nap, I'm...!!
Linfa: ... You're still going to sleep around~ *she teases, becoming less grudging now as she sits up straight again, laughing* ... Hmm, it looks like your dorky side is showing, even in those clothes. *as if to make her own point, she pokes him in the shoulder, smiling*
Juan: Oh, give it a rest, you... *self-consciously leans away a little, though he finds her a lot easier to talk to when she's not huffy* Wh-what about you, why in the world would you willingly sign up for this fiasco?
Linfa: Maybe I'm interested in dating! ... That's not such a stretch, is it? *rests her hands in her lap instead, now that she's sitting up* ... What, you don't think I'm good dating material?~ *innocently*
Juan: A-Are you? *he instantly looks at her as he asks, then becomes flustered at his reaction and her question, looking away by feigning disinterest* I, ah, th-that's not... I mean, that's not what I-I... mean, I mean. I mean, you. You? I know you like to gamble, bu-but why would someone like you take your chances at this?
Linfa: *she doesn't try to hide her amusement at his reaction, laughing a little* Why wouldn't I? *she asks back, as if challenging him* I mean, don't you think something like this is fun and interesting?~ ... And when you think of all the guys here, well... *she trails off, not bothering to elaborate*
Juan: All the guys, huh? Pff...pah! *trying to control his reactions, he crosses his arms, giving this some thought* ...Or maybe you've never actually asked someone out on a date, hm? Maybe that's why you're asking me if you're good dating material. Maybe that's why you feel the need to sign up for a cheap... blind.. dating event, where you can't possibly be stood up because those poor saps don't even know what they're in for? *he leans closer this time, like a detective on a mission* Tell me, am I getting warmer?
Linfa: --huh?! *caught completely off-guard by this confronting behaviour, she finds herself leaning back and away from him a little now* What... what is that meant to mean!? What're you talking about!? *she isn't sure how to feel about what he says -- should she be insulted?* ... Are you saying all guys would stand me up if I asked them on a date!? *doesn't look too impressed suddenly, the frown returning to her face*
Juan: Wh-what? Then why am I still here? *trying to stare deep into her soul, it doesn't make sense to him why a pretty girl would participate in this at all!* ...I'm asking you if that's what you think. You tell me! Unless... you've never actually, or formally, asked someone out... *raises his eyebrows, yes, he feels like his theories are coming together as he goes on, completely forgetting about the awkwardness* Like that time you told me to take you to Vinay, hmmm?
Linfa: Ooh -- that has nothing to do with anything! *glaring back at him now, suddenly feeling rather on-the-spot and picked on* You're just -- you just sound like you're making excuses for why you haven't been asked on a date! *accusingly, trying to throw this back on him*
Juan: *backs off, feeling like the power shifted back to her again* Wh-what? Don't be ab-- y-you mean by you? Or in general? Y-you know what, that's completely irrelevant! I-I'm just trying to figure you out, okay? Isn't that what you're supposed to do on dates... learn more about each other? Haha.. ha... *desperately trying to wriggle out of the situation, though his words are genuine*
Linfa: *giving him this pretty critical look here, wondering if /she's/ onto something now* ... Oh? So does that mean you're willingly on a date with me? *asks coyly for a moment before going back to her point, shaking her head* ... Well, I wonder what it really is! Were you /really/ waiting for me to ask you on a date?~
Juan: Hwaahhh? *panics and leans away in horror, all tense, completely silent for a moment before deflating again; he's not quite sure how to answer any of that* ...W-well, we never really talked about what happened in the dojo, s-so... I thought, I, I wasn't... no, I wasn't waiting... I-I'm just, I-- I like noodles. *changes the subject with a straight face, though he might as well have a nosebleed from all that concentration*
Linfa: I didn't know what happened in the dojo was something we had to talk about... *seems kind of thoughtful at first, but this time she's the one leaning closer, head tilted a little as she takes the offensive!* ... Hmm, is noodles a horrible nickname for me?~ *says it playfully, but there is this look of curiosity on her face*
Juan: *bursts and gives her a steady look, forgetting about her other question* I-I don't know how it is in your world, Linfa, but in mine-- me? I don't, I don't get these... pin-up girls sitting on top of me, li-like-- *tries to motion the shape of a female body with his hands, but kind of fails* --and then, to share secrets? And not to mention... --you know? Is that normal for you? Because, newsflash, it's not for me! *rapidly points at self* I don't do any of that! My life is simple; I eat, I sleep, I train-- that's what I consider normal, o-okay? *trying to catch his breath, with all his rambling and raised blood pressure*
Linfa: P-pin-up girls? *doesn't quite comprehend that as a compliment straight away, blinking slowly... but then she has to keep up with the rest of his rambling, so she practically forgets about him saying that* ... It's... it's not normal for me. I don't know what kind of girl you think I am -- *and she frowns again here* -- but I was under the assumption that it was an accident. ... And you were the one asking for secrets. *she decides to look away now, getting more uncomfortable*
Juan: *point taken again; he looks apologetic about judging her repeatedly, and yet it still feels like an unresolved thing to him* ...I don't know what kind of a girl you are, in fact, I'm not even sure if I know anyone like you. Maybe that's the problem. *he averts his gaze to the card he's holding, staring at it with a soft sense of humour* These accidents... they sure happen a lot, don't they?
Linfa: *she turns her head to the side a little to catch a glimpse of his expression as he talks, a little startled at his change in demeanour... but it's a good sort of startled, and so she looks more comfortable again now* ... Ah, if you say something dorky like, 'it's fate...' *sort of a gentle smile as she leaves the sentence hanging*
Juan: *eyes widen for a second before he recomposes himself* ...Please! *he scrunches up his card and turns to look at her, possibly the most determined he has ever seemed, ready to deliver what sounds like a completely undorky line to him* Fate only takes you so far... then it's up to you to make it happen! .......*scratches his cheek* That sounded a lot better in my head-- wa-wait, I'll nail this one... *thinking to himself* Fate, fate... late... great? No...
Linfa: *she was prepared for something pretty amazing from the expression on his face, but then she's... completely underwhelmed, but she's laughing, sort of at him and sort of at the whole situation that they're in... but she still has the sense to pay attention to his words, maybe just to tease him even further* Hmm, are you saying one of us has to make something happen?~
Juan: *still thinking to himself a little* Fate... fate! Is like gravity! Yes! It makes-- no, it --w-wait, what?! *starts making nonsensical motions with his hands again* I-I just mean, I mean, fate is for those who are too weak to control their own life. Yeah? Y-yeah, that! What are you saying? *counter!*
Linfa: Oh, what do you think I'm saying?~ *counter-counters, maybe enjoying his rambling a little too much here* And... what are those hands of yours doing? *she reaches out to gently bat at one of his hands and its ridiculous motions*
Juan: My hands-- n-nothing, what? Nothing! Th-they're just hands; quite a handful, doing their own handy thing sometimes, just-- *retreats them back into his pockets and gives up on trying to form a sentence* P-Personally? ...I think you are... trying to..... ask me something? *tilts his head, looking either hopeful or humourous, the expressions are not that different for him*
Linfa: Ask you something? *she takes a moment to think about that, looking upwards for a second as she considers* Hmm... Ask you... what? *her face is kept carefully expectant as she finally looks back at him, wondering if he'll start rambling again from being put into this kind of situation*
Juan: *considers answering that, but surprisingly just ends up laughing to himself as he stands on his feet again* Yikes, I think I have so many answers to that question, I wouldn't know where to start. ... Hmm... however, if you don't know the real answer, then I don't know the real question -- how's that for philosophy? *looks back at her, rather proud of his zen moment*
Linfa: Ah, a dorky thinker now? And here I thought you just slept, ate and trained~ *looks at him, head tilted as if she's considering her assessment of him or something* ... Well, I guess one day, one of us will have to figure out the real answer and question. *she stands as well, and, after hesitating for a moment, she finally picks up the rose beside the table*
Juan: *rolls his eyes* Oh, will you stop with the corny lines? It's making me self-conscious, you know-- huh? *curious about the mysterious rose* ......That yours?
Linfa: *she ignores the first part, only giving him this look that's gone in the next few seconds* .... Mmhmm! ... You don't know how this works, do you?~
Juan: *takes a hand out of his pocket to scratch his head; he must not have bothered to read the memo* Uh, sure I do... it.. ah, you smell it, and... uh. It's... a flower, that managed to grow in this climate, and... you smell it. Hm... *looks helpless in throught*
Linfa: *smiles despite being so uncomfortable earlier -- she should've guessed he wouldn't know what it was for, but she supposes it's better this way* Well, you can smell it if you want, I guess! ... Just keep it, okay?~ *she holds the rose out to him, looking slightly embarrassed*
Juan: F-Forever? *he holds on to the rose awkwardly, reflecting her embarrassment* Wh-what do you mean? Do you want it back later? B-Because there's this dog that sometimes chews through my things and... *his ramble turns into a mumble about Koroku's damn door opening skills*
Linfa: *already embarrassed to the point that she's almost flustering -- something uncommon for her, but she doesn't normally do nice things like give out roses! -- she's a little confused as to what to do now that he's rambling, and she just decides to shut him up by reaching up and placing a finger on his lips* -- shh!~ ... Just keep it!
Juan: ...!~ *not only does he shut up, he completely freezes in silence. He takes note of her unusual behaviour... and decides to step back and smell the rose, still keeping keeping eye contact to at least communicate a "thank you" with his look*
Linfa: *looking a lot more satisfied, she nods, mostly to herself* ... Good~ ... Now, you better go find out what that rose means, okay?~ *she decides to avoid looking at him now, much more content with fiddling with her necklace*
Juan: *gulps and looks at the rose, he's imagining a lot of things that the thing can signify, a lot of which tell him to bolt for now* ...T-Take care of yourself, Linfa. *wastes no time and starts jogging off, bumping through a few people on his way*
Linfa: *actually... sighs in relief as she finally slumps down in the chair for the first time today once he's out of sight* ... Ah... Dates shouldn't be such a mental workout!
Linfa: *in her usual dress -- and wearing Euram's gifts! -- she's waiting excitedly by the allocated table, not yet sitting in her seat but leaning against the table's edge* Hmm... Who will it be today?~ *may or may not be thinking about the people Josephine mentioned, she doesn't notice Juan yet*
Juan: Uhm, excus-- *he comes up behind her, until he realizes who it actually is. His voice quickly falters before he can finish, his face ranging from terrified to confused, he ultimately decides to put on a pokerface and not give her any visible reaction* ...What are you doing here?
Linfa: ... Hm?! *spinning around a little too excitedly, her face also goes through a range of emotions before things click in her head. She goes from startled to confused to blankly confused... and then she looks a little taken aback when she sees what he's wearing. That certainly shows off a few assets!* ... O-oh? *kind of doing a double-take here* I... I could ask you the same question!
Juan: *not sure if he should be embarrassed about participating in this, but he waves his little card in front of her anyway* I have a date tonight - you're in the way. ......I-I don't want her getting the wrong idea about us or anything, okay?
Linfa: Oho, you on a date?~ Very funn-- *is in the process of shrugging nonchalantly when she catches a proper glimpse of that card* -- ...y? *freezes up a little, hand reaching out to make a grab for the card* Let me see that!
Juan: Ugh.. *rolls his eyes and simply lets her have it if it means getting her out of here quicker, and yet he still makes a face after hearing her comment* Are you saying I can't date now? That nerve...
Linfa: I'm not saying that! *says it while turning away from him to read the card... and when she sees what's written, her heart practically stops for a second* ... ah. *recognizes those details all to well, and is flustering a little here* ... But you can't go on a date today, okay?~
Juan: Are you serious? *he huffs at her, still not connecting the dots* J-Just give me that card back, who are you to meddle in my business!
Linfa: Just trust me! *turns around again, frowning at him* You don't want to go on this date! *holds the card possessively to her chest, intent on keeping it*
Juan: *baffled* Y-You're unbelievable, you know that? *he steps forward defiantly, giving her a spiteful look* Well, guess what, not only am I going to go through with this date, but I'm also going to enjoy it - that's right, I might even like this girl - and there's not a damn thing you can do to stop me. Now I'll ask you again; give it back!
Linfa: *takes a step back, giving him a pouty look as she accidentally ends up bumping into the table behind her* O-ow! ... *winces a little before continuing* ... Hmph. I'm not giving it back! *keeps her hold on it, determined* And I know for a fact you won't enjoy your date! *frowns a little*
Juan: *reminded how fragile she is, he makes a note that forcibly taking it back from her might not be the best idea, instead he decides to give in to her little mind games as he tries to think of a different approach* Give me a br-- and, and why is that, Linfa? What could you possibly know about me or my date, hm?
Linfa: I know a lot! ... In fact, I know more than you! *hitting a roadblock on what to say here, though, not wanting to admit -- mostly out of embarrassment -- that she's actually his date* ... So, I know that you should just skip this date completely!
Juan: *crosses his arms, kind of dubious* You know something... and you're just going to dateblock me all day, because-- because, well, because you magically know more than I do?! Linfa... *this is weird enough to make him stare in concern, wondering if she's perhaps jealous; he didn't exactly forget those earlier awkward moments*
Linfa: *getting a little uncomfortable under that stare* ... What? *stubbornly, she's beginning to look around now, as if trying to look for a distraction... and then she realizes that he can have the card and still not get his date, anyway* ... You know what? Here, you can keep your stupid card! *suddenly shoving it back into his face now*
Juan: P-Pardon? *this definitely won't help him figure her out any better, but takes the card back only because he's getting a little nervous* What's the matter with you? Did I do something wrong?! I only signed up for this stupid thing to prove a point to you! *not quite sure why he feels like he needs to explain himself*
Linfa: A point, hmm? *against her better judgement, she's a little curious* ... What point is that? *she crosses her arms, giving him a half-pouty, half-searching look*
Juan: *almost flails* I-- my point-- th-that-- i-it's really not important! It's just... I realize how stupid it is now. *rubs his forehead, feeling another headache coming on* ....You still haven't told me why you're really here. B-Besides ruining my chances of ever having a partner, that is...
Linfa: *she looks like she's not going to say anything for a few seconds, but then she relents* I... have a date here. *... and that's all she's going to say about that as she decides to lean back, giving herself a little boost to sit on top of the table* So now you know!~
Juan: A what?! *looks almost furious again* So all this time you've been trying to get ME to leave so you can have your date with some-- ......some..... *suddenly loosens up as everything is slowly starting to make sense in his head* .....a blind date, right? You have a blind date. A blind date right here. Right on that table, where... I'm..... *looks at his card stupidly, can't even bring himself to finish that*
Linfa: ... where you're supposed to be. *finishes off the sentence for him and decides to flash him a totally innocent smile as she stays put on the table, finally pulling her own card out of her pocket and waving it around teasingly in the air... and then she sighs, slumping a bit as she leans back and rests on one palm* ... Now will you go?
Juan: *feeling another range of simultaneous emotions again, mostly angry about being taken for a fool, but also finding humour in the irony of life. Another part of him wonders if she's asking him that question because she wants him to leave* ...Are you asking me to stand you up? Isn't that something like social suicide, being rejected by a total "dork", hm?
Linfa: ... Not a total dork today. *she corrects, tilting her head to the side slightly and looking him over again -- but then she shakes her head* ... But that's not the point. Social suicide or not, we both know you won't enjoy this one~ bit~
Juan: Is that what you really think? *he sighs, and proceeds to take a seat beside her on the table, yes this date is going to take place on a table* Look, here's the deal... we've both signed up for this, I-I've dressed... --I'm not wearing my uniform, which is unusual for me, right? I need this to count for something, and you-- you? You look the same as always-- which is nice, don't get me wrong! It's... it must take a lot of work to look good, which means you wanted today to be... good. Which... *really not sure where his rambling is taking him* --And hold up, since when did you even care if I enjoy something or not?!
Linfa: *glances at him for a second as he sits next to her, but doesn't say anything as he... rambles~ She seems to perk a bit when he mentions her looking good, maybe smiling a little now, but...* Oh, maybe I care. *says it lightly* ... But I mean, last time you fell asleep while I was talking, and I don't think I'm up for that on a date~
Juan: *laughs a little, point taken* In my defense, I was trying to sleep while you were talking. It probably sounds like a weak excuse now, but... at the time, I was barely getting any sleep. --In any case, there won't be sleeping around of any kind today, I pro-- *backpedals when the bad choice of words become obvious* --oh, you know what I mean, right? I-I meant I won't, not ever-- well, not not ever, I-I'm still gonna take a nap, I'm...!!
Linfa: ... You're still going to sleep around~ *she teases, becoming less grudging now as she sits up straight again, laughing* ... Hmm, it looks like your dorky side is showing, even in those clothes. *as if to make her own point, she pokes him in the shoulder, smiling*
Juan: Oh, give it a rest, you... *self-consciously leans away a little, though he finds her a lot easier to talk to when she's not huffy* Wh-what about you, why in the world would you willingly sign up for this fiasco?
Linfa: Maybe I'm interested in dating! ... That's not such a stretch, is it? *rests her hands in her lap instead, now that she's sitting up* ... What, you don't think I'm good dating material?~ *innocently*
Juan: A-Are you? *he instantly looks at her as he asks, then becomes flustered at his reaction and her question, looking away by feigning disinterest* I, ah, th-that's not... I mean, that's not what I-I... mean, I mean. I mean, you. You? I know you like to gamble, bu-but why would someone like you take your chances at this?
Linfa: *she doesn't try to hide her amusement at his reaction, laughing a little* Why wouldn't I? *she asks back, as if challenging him* I mean, don't you think something like this is fun and interesting?~ ... And when you think of all the guys here, well... *she trails off, not bothering to elaborate*
Juan: All the guys, huh? Pff...pah! *trying to control his reactions, he crosses his arms, giving this some thought* ...Or maybe you've never actually asked someone out on a date, hm? Maybe that's why you're asking me if you're good dating material. Maybe that's why you feel the need to sign up for a cheap... blind.. dating event, where you can't possibly be stood up because those poor saps don't even know what they're in for? *he leans closer this time, like a detective on a mission* Tell me, am I getting warmer?
Linfa: --huh?! *caught completely off-guard by this confronting behaviour, she finds herself leaning back and away from him a little now* What... what is that meant to mean!? What're you talking about!? *she isn't sure how to feel about what he says -- should she be insulted?* ... Are you saying all guys would stand me up if I asked them on a date!? *doesn't look too impressed suddenly, the frown returning to her face*
Juan: Wh-what? Then why am I still here? *trying to stare deep into her soul, it doesn't make sense to him why a pretty girl would participate in this at all!* ...I'm asking you if that's what you think. You tell me! Unless... you've never actually, or formally, asked someone out... *raises his eyebrows, yes, he feels like his theories are coming together as he goes on, completely forgetting about the awkwardness* Like that time you told me to take you to Vinay, hmmm?
Linfa: Ooh -- that has nothing to do with anything! *glaring back at him now, suddenly feeling rather on-the-spot and picked on* You're just -- you just sound like you're making excuses for why you haven't been asked on a date! *accusingly, trying to throw this back on him*
Juan: *backs off, feeling like the power shifted back to her again* Wh-what? Don't be ab-- y-you mean by you? Or in general? Y-you know what, that's completely irrelevant! I-I'm just trying to figure you out, okay? Isn't that what you're supposed to do on dates... learn more about each other? Haha.. ha... *desperately trying to wriggle out of the situation, though his words are genuine*
Linfa: *giving him this pretty critical look here, wondering if /she's/ onto something now* ... Oh? So does that mean you're willingly on a date with me? *asks coyly for a moment before going back to her point, shaking her head* ... Well, I wonder what it really is! Were you /really/ waiting for me to ask you on a date?~
Juan: Hwaahhh? *panics and leans away in horror, all tense, completely silent for a moment before deflating again; he's not quite sure how to answer any of that* ...W-well, we never really talked about what happened in the dojo, s-so... I thought, I, I wasn't... no, I wasn't waiting... I-I'm just, I-- I like noodles. *changes the subject with a straight face, though he might as well have a nosebleed from all that concentration*
Linfa: I didn't know what happened in the dojo was something we had to talk about... *seems kind of thoughtful at first, but this time she's the one leaning closer, head tilted a little as she takes the offensive!* ... Hmm, is noodles a horrible nickname for me?~ *says it playfully, but there is this look of curiosity on her face*
Juan: *bursts and gives her a steady look, forgetting about her other question* I-I don't know how it is in your world, Linfa, but in mine-- me? I don't, I don't get these... pin-up girls sitting on top of me, li-like-- *tries to motion the shape of a female body with his hands, but kind of fails* --and then, to share secrets? And not to mention... --you know? Is that normal for you? Because, newsflash, it's not for me! *rapidly points at self* I don't do any of that! My life is simple; I eat, I sleep, I train-- that's what I consider normal, o-okay? *trying to catch his breath, with all his rambling and raised blood pressure*
Linfa: P-pin-up girls? *doesn't quite comprehend that as a compliment straight away, blinking slowly... but then she has to keep up with the rest of his rambling, so she practically forgets about him saying that* ... It's... it's not normal for me. I don't know what kind of girl you think I am -- *and she frowns again here* -- but I was under the assumption that it was an accident. ... And you were the one asking for secrets. *she decides to look away now, getting more uncomfortable*
Juan: *point taken again; he looks apologetic about judging her repeatedly, and yet it still feels like an unresolved thing to him* ...I don't know what kind of a girl you are, in fact, I'm not even sure if I know anyone like you. Maybe that's the problem. *he averts his gaze to the card he's holding, staring at it with a soft sense of humour* These accidents... they sure happen a lot, don't they?
Linfa: *she turns her head to the side a little to catch a glimpse of his expression as he talks, a little startled at his change in demeanour... but it's a good sort of startled, and so she looks more comfortable again now* ... Ah, if you say something dorky like, 'it's fate...' *sort of a gentle smile as she leaves the sentence hanging*
Juan: *eyes widen for a second before he recomposes himself* ...Please! *he scrunches up his card and turns to look at her, possibly the most determined he has ever seemed, ready to deliver what sounds like a completely undorky line to him* Fate only takes you so far... then it's up to you to make it happen! .......*scratches his cheek* That sounded a lot better in my head-- wa-wait, I'll nail this one... *thinking to himself* Fate, fate... late... great? No...
Linfa: *she was prepared for something pretty amazing from the expression on his face, but then she's... completely underwhelmed, but she's laughing, sort of at him and sort of at the whole situation that they're in... but she still has the sense to pay attention to his words, maybe just to tease him even further* Hmm, are you saying one of us has to make something happen?~
Juan: *still thinking to himself a little* Fate... fate! Is like gravity! Yes! It makes-- no, it --w-wait, what?! *starts making nonsensical motions with his hands again* I-I just mean, I mean, fate is for those who are too weak to control their own life. Yeah? Y-yeah, that! What are you saying? *counter!*
Linfa: Oh, what do you think I'm saying?~ *counter-counters, maybe enjoying his rambling a little too much here* And... what are those hands of yours doing? *she reaches out to gently bat at one of his hands and its ridiculous motions*
Juan: My hands-- n-nothing, what? Nothing! Th-they're just hands; quite a handful, doing their own handy thing sometimes, just-- *retreats them back into his pockets and gives up on trying to form a sentence* P-Personally? ...I think you are... trying to..... ask me something? *tilts his head, looking either hopeful or humourous, the expressions are not that different for him*
Linfa: Ask you something? *she takes a moment to think about that, looking upwards for a second as she considers* Hmm... Ask you... what? *her face is kept carefully expectant as she finally looks back at him, wondering if he'll start rambling again from being put into this kind of situation*
Juan: *considers answering that, but surprisingly just ends up laughing to himself as he stands on his feet again* Yikes, I think I have so many answers to that question, I wouldn't know where to start. ... Hmm... however, if you don't know the real answer, then I don't know the real question -- how's that for philosophy? *looks back at her, rather proud of his zen moment*
Linfa: Ah, a dorky thinker now? And here I thought you just slept, ate and trained~ *looks at him, head tilted as if she's considering her assessment of him or something* ... Well, I guess one day, one of us will have to figure out the real answer and question. *she stands as well, and, after hesitating for a moment, she finally picks up the rose beside the table*
Juan: *rolls his eyes* Oh, will you stop with the corny lines? It's making me self-conscious, you know-- huh? *curious about the mysterious rose* ......That yours?
Linfa: *she ignores the first part, only giving him this look that's gone in the next few seconds* .... Mmhmm! ... You don't know how this works, do you?~
Juan: *takes a hand out of his pocket to scratch his head; he must not have bothered to read the memo* Uh, sure I do... it.. ah, you smell it, and... uh. It's... a flower, that managed to grow in this climate, and... you smell it. Hm... *looks helpless in throught*
Linfa: *smiles despite being so uncomfortable earlier -- she should've guessed he wouldn't know what it was for, but she supposes it's better this way* Well, you can smell it if you want, I guess! ... Just keep it, okay?~ *she holds the rose out to him, looking slightly embarrassed*
Juan: F-Forever? *he holds on to the rose awkwardly, reflecting her embarrassment* Wh-what do you mean? Do you want it back later? B-Because there's this dog that sometimes chews through my things and... *his ramble turns into a mumble about Koroku's damn door opening skills*
Linfa: *already embarrassed to the point that she's almost flustering -- something uncommon for her, but she doesn't normally do nice things like give out roses! -- she's a little confused as to what to do now that he's rambling, and she just decides to shut him up by reaching up and placing a finger on his lips* -- shh!~ ... Just keep it!
Juan: ...!~ *not only does he shut up, he completely freezes in silence. He takes note of her unusual behaviour... and decides to step back and smell the rose, still keeping keeping eye contact to at least communicate a "thank you" with his look*
Linfa: *looking a lot more satisfied, she nods, mostly to herself* ... Good~ ... Now, you better go find out what that rose means, okay?~ *she decides to avoid looking at him now, much more content with fiddling with her necklace*
Juan: *gulps and looks at the rose, he's imagining a lot of things that the thing can signify, a lot of which tell him to bolt for now* ...T-Take care of yourself, Linfa. *wastes no time and starts jogging off, bumping through a few people on his way*
Linfa: *actually... sighs in relief as she finally slumps down in the chair for the first time today once he's out of sight* ... Ah... Dates shouldn't be such a mental workout!