→ ninth gig | It's just the power to charm, I'm lying in the rain.

[ninthserenade]

Characters: ninthserenade & prominence_glow
Location: Starting up at the elevator/beach, and we'll go from there!
Time: Evening of the 25th
Style: Whichever you want bb <3
Status: Closed!

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[With his little message to Lea delivered earlier, Demyx took the time to set up everything he had planned out in his head on the surface. Only a small part of the beach was sectioned

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[prominence_glow]

[Okay. Okay. He gots this. Christmas date, going to go fine. Is he overdressed? Oh god he doesn't know. Dates are weird. Romance is weird. He is just so excited. Breathe!]

[Needless to say, Lea is doing fine. After shoving off a few presents to all his close friends, he's here at the elevator. With a plain white button up and black slacks on, he grins as he sees Demyx and waves.]

Hey there, Romeo!

[ninthserenade]

[Damn, Lea. Someone's looking fine. This guy just decided to keep the pants and boots from his Organization get-up with that old blue button up top from his gigs over at the casino--he even went as far as to actually comb his hair back.

When he finally catches sight of Lea, he grins and holds his arms out. Okay. So far things were looking okay. He can do this. He can do this.]

If I'm Romeo, does that make you Juliet?

[prominence_glow]

[If there is one day Lea is trying to avoid looking like a fashion disaster, this is it. Trying not to boggle at Demyx's hair, Lea grins and loops their arms together.]

I think I'll pass, man. I'm not really one for 'j' names. [He winks up at him.] Not enough of a surprise for a blindfold, I'm guessing? Proper date and everything?

[ninthserenade]

What about Sarah? I bet I could pull off the role of the Goblin King pretty well.

[And then he laughs, reaching down to yank a strip of cloth from his pocket.] With all the work I put into this, you're getting a blindfold. You can be the judge if it's what normal people would consider a 'proper' date when we get there.

[prominence_glow]

[That just makes him laugh.] What the hell are you talking about now?

[Oh! Oh well. Wiggling in excitement, Lea closes his eyes obediently.] Hope it's nothing too kinky, hottie.

[ninthserenade]

S'a Bowie-thing, I suppose.

[Whoops, his ears will just be turning a tinge pink as he ties the blindfold over Lea's eyes, shaking his head.] I don't think I had the 'kinky lesson' yet, so you're safe. You ready?

[prominence_glow]

Always ready for you.

[Heart beating wildly in his chest, he just turns his head to the sound of Demyx's voice and smiles.]

[ninthserenade]

Man, what would I ever do without you?

[To the surface!]

[prominence_glow]

Date old men with horrible taste in fashion.

[Whoa, hello sudden feeling of elevation. Lea tightens his hold on Demyx just slightly.]

[ninthserenade]

Hey, now. As long as it's comfortable I could care less what the general public thinks 'bout clothing. I'd rather stand out like a sore thumb.

[It's just like flying, isn't it? He grins a little, resting his chin on Lea's head until the elevator stops at the top. C'mon, Red.]

[prominence_glow]

Still horrible taste in fashion. So horrible.

[Juuuust leaning into that touch, don't mind him. At least until he's being lead along again. If he trips over anything, he's kicking your butt, Demyx.]

[ninthserenade]

S'better than going around butt naked, isn't it?

[Aw, you'll be fine, Lea. See? It's just sand! And more sand. And even more sand.]

Almost there.

[prominence_glow]

Well, that's a matter of opinion.

[Wow, you got him sand for Christmas, Demyx? So considerate.]

Are we there yet? Are we there yet?

[ninthserenade]

I may have ran around in nothing but my birthday suit as Myde, but it's a different tune with this body.

[Not just sand, a whole island full of it!]

Almost~♪

[prominence_glow]

Hey, I don't remember complaining about that sort of thing during the game curse, you know.

[Wow! Just what he's always wanted!]

Now? how about now? And now?

[ninthserenade]

Mmm, yeah, I know.

[Isn't it awesome?]

Now we are.

[Fwip, just going to tug that blindfold off. Lea? Enjoy those nifty sculptures and that table sitting a good ten feet off from shore on the water. On that? Dinner. For once, everything actually looks edible and normal for the most part!

Except the chicken is still blue.]