BLIND DATE LOG Y'all can thank Corey for this being up

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Characters: The Blind Date People and anyone who wants to stalk the threads, I suppose.
Location: All over Vatheon
Time: Presumably spread out over 3 days
Style: Any!
Status: Semi-open?

[Okay guys here's how it will go down:

♥ Each match-up will have it's own thread. You've also been given time and place prompts, so work with the setting! You're

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KARKAT & DAVE

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Date Place: In the Nostalgia Nook, There's this fascinating little shop called the Hub. It's full of all forms of metalworks-- maybe something will inspire you in there!
Date Time: Midmorning

FUCKING FINALLY okay action is totally cool. SORRY FOR LATE

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[ Dave didn't quite know what to think at the sudden news that he had a blind date. Though, he didn't have much of a care towards it. Vatheon was interesting, but a lot less eventful in comparison to Sburb. He was used to flames and explosions. Not water and happy. Whatever. ]

[ And hey, this might serve as something interesting. ]

[ So he gets himself ready, dressing like he always does, but perhaps with a bit more of a snazzy undertone. He puts on the casual blazer and dark jeans, placing a matching tie to make the outfit. Keep his hair neatly kept, just as usual. ]

[ Fuck, he always looked this good. This date is in for one hell of a time. But... This place doesn't quite match the scene. Hm. ]

[ He's been standing before this doorway for quite some time now, staring into the shop with awe and curiosity. How does this match for a date? ]

[ And then, out of the corner of his eye... A familiar, grey-faced fuckass. Dave grimaces and quickly looks away. If you're having a date at the same place, I suggest going to the other side.

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[ It's always too much of an effort to avoid the temptations to punch Karkat's face in, at this point really. The mere sound of his voice puts him on edge, but his stoic expression is unmoving. ]

Well, she told you to lay off, right? Shouldn't be much of a problem for you to take your date and move elsewhere.

[ He smirks ]

Don't think your date will last long though. I give them two minutes. Beyond that, they get props. Still feel pretty sorry for that sad s.o.b..

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[ Ugh, and the headache begins. Dave's hands remain shoved in his pockets, mostly to save him from giving Karkat a good whack. But he remains cool. ]

Looks like you've already been ditched.

[ Funny, where's Dave's date anyway? He looks here and there, hoping that she'll just show up already so he can shove it in Karkat's face. ]

[ Moments pass by and then suddenly, he's tapping his foot out of nerves. ]

...

[ And then, his hand raises to his face when he weighs such a horrifying possibility in his head. ]

Oh my god.

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[ He grunts into his hand, nearly rubbing his shades off, but he's a little careful when he feels them budge. ]

God... Fuck...

[ WHO WOULD DO SUCH A THING? ]

Remember that unlucky s.o.b. I was talking shit about two seconds ago?

[ And slowly, a thumb raises towards himself. ]

We've been punk'd.

[ishades]

[ Pinching the bridge of his nose now. Oh god. ]

Five feet.

That's your limit.

[ I.E. "Get out of my face." ]

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[ ... Oh no you didn't. ]

[ Dave almost looks insulted, but he swallows back the emotion. Instead, his knuckles tense as his fists clench. He keeps the pokerface prominent, but gives Karkat a good, warning shove. ]

That far away, retard.

[ And he parts the contact with a small bit of force. ]

Got it?

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[ ... God, does he have to? ]

[ Dave raises an eyebrow, almost as if he's in disbelief that Karkat is making him tag along... But fine. Two can play at this game anyway. He'll make Karkat feel even worse. Maybe if he keeps discouraging the guy and acting like it's not phasing him, he'll back off? It's an option. ]

[ Contrary to the "Miss Prissypants" insult, Dave puts one hand on his hip, and gives the good ol' hand tilt and flip of his "long" hair. ]

Be a gentleman. I've got high standards.

[ And an ironic sway of the hips as he just shoves right past you to walk in, Karkat. Have fun on your hate-date! ]