WHO: Kurama, and whoever still might want fresh flowers for the ball (also, Hakkai, maybe?).
WHAT: Kurama gets dressed for the ball and waits on some people who might want fresh flowers
WHERE: Paradise Blossoms
WHEN: The day of the ball, early morning and afternoon.
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Kurama waited, hoping he would have some customers. )
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Well, House might not ever actually manage to be sweet, but he could manage a certain degree of charm when he set his mind to it. He knew, at least, that he wasn't going to be able to demand answers from Her Royal Pollyannaishness. This was a game he'd have to play...differently.
Rolling up to the shop and leaving his wheelchair just outside, House limped in, cane in hand, and scanned the interior, his eyes settling on the red-headed shop keeper and the black roses on the counter--not the kind of thing he was looking for, but striking nonetheless. "Good morning," he said, managing (just barely) not to be instantly abrasive.
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"Good morning," he replied. "Looking for something for the ball tonight?"
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"I need something for my," he paused as though the next word was unsettled for him, "date. A corsage, maybe?" He tossed a glance towards the shop keeper and added, "Don't really know what she likes."
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This was the man, Gregory House, who was to meet with the queen. Immediately, he schooled his expression. That was a little too intuitive a leap for Minamino Shuuichi.
"I see. Well, roses are generally viewed as quite beautiful flowers, if a little commonplace. Or would you be interested in something a little more exotic?"
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Popping his head in the doorway, he gave a little wave.
"Hello? I'm here to pick up some flowers for tonight. I'm Kuja and I spoke to you through your journal...-?"
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"Of course. Please, come in - I've taken the liberty of pulling the roses for you already."
He gestured to the counter in front of him, where the dark blossoms sat in a large vase.
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"They're gorgeous. I didn't think we'd have black roses here." Now it'd be just a matter of assembling them to the accessories he had at home. Kuja scooped up the flowers, minding the thorns carefully.
"Thank you so much sweetheart." He smiled, leaning forward and kissing his cheek. "Shall I see you at the ball?"
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"Naturally. I wouldn't dress up for just any occasion. Are you certain you wouldn't like me to assemble the flowers for you? I'd be more than happy to."
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Okay, okay, girls like flowers, so just... pick somethin' nice!
And yet they all looked nice, and on top of that they all smelled nice... and he put his palm to his forehead in confusion.
What kind of flowers do girls like?!
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"What kind of girl is your date hm? You can't just pick any flower for a girl. It has to be the right flower."
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"Pretty and nice? That's a start. Is she kind? Is she bubbly and cheery? Or quiet and elegant?" He poked the man's nose playfully. "Help me out here sweetie, or I can't help you."
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