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May 26, 2009 03:23

Who: Trish artificialdevil and Dai redeify
What: Dinner.
Where: Oh, a quiet little apartment somewhere.
When: 6pm - The day before Dante returned.

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dead logs, dmc: trish, npc: dai

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redeify May 30 2009, 16:21:41 UTC

Honestly, it was probably about time, if not quite overdue.

Trish and he had spoken enough times - albeit on very non-specific matters - to know that they were on the same playing field, that they had the same mentality and the same nature. To know that if they pressed a little deeper, or were a little bit honest, they'd find the same dissidence underneath, the same ulterior motives and ways of dealing with others. Somehow, perhaps out of some base instinct, it was always easy to tell when he'd found someone who understood things the way he did, who said the things he would have.

Granted, it wasn't perfect. She was something of a mystery in most other respects, but, well. That made for more interesting dinner conversation.

It was certainly enough to make a person feel a little less lonely, finding someone who understood. He loved society and the opportunities presented by the existence of others, but it seemed as though he couldn't really hit the right note with the current visitors, like nothing he did dissuaded them from ( ... )

sorry for the delay, I got bogged down! all good now <3 artificialdevil June 2 2009, 07:53:52 UTC

"I'm sure it can entertain itself," she said with a sly smile. Trish hadn't had the time to train it, but she imagined it wouldn't interrupt them unless she called for it. She never considered herself an animal lover, but she had a certain affinity with the panther. By the time she approached Dai, it was already finding itself a comfortable seat in the far corner of the room ( ... )

Likewise! Thank you so much for your patience with me, bb. ALSO LOOT = LOOSE shit I can't spell. redeify June 8 2009, 01:56:45 UTC

Honesty was the best policy, after all. Of course, he could hardly promise food and not provide it, not in good conscience; the trick was, as always, ensuring that the effort paid back in full. Ensuring that the value of the night didn't end at good food and drink ( ... )

/has this now artificialdevil June 10 2009, 20:30:53 UTC

As Dai played out his scene, Trish kept smiling; a darkly amused smile full of subtext. After all of their conversations, he was so careful not to anything slip. It's a trait that didn't become so apparent until she was standing in front of him. Trish had sat at the table of the Holy Order, and even with their carefully guarded agenda, the moment they were behind closed doors they laid out everything she wanted. But Dai was trying so hard to impress her, and she was patient enough to let him have his way.

Then it crosses her mind that he may be nervous, or even out of practice, and that inspires her to make a show of slowly bending down to take her seat and give him a full view of anything he happened to be looking at. Then she leaned back, watching his reactions with a burning interest. "There could be," she replied coyly. "But I think I'd like to have dinner first."

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