1604/Vegeta Dates The Multiverse

Vegeta Dates The Multiverse
Date of Scene:	18 February 2015
Location:	Earth-4555 <DBZ>
Synopsis:	Vegeta goes on a date with a bunch of people!
Cast of Characters:	132, 331, 513, 663, 696, Sanary Rondel

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Vegeta (663) has posed:
It's early in the afternoon when the date begins. Everyone is ushered in by strange armed alien guards who all wear differently colored saiyan armor. This date is in the middle of a desert, in a massive red and white mansion that's been apparently dropped out here using a capsule specifically to have this date.

They're shown down a red carpet over hard marble floors with a pattern of squares, until they're taken to the absolutely massive ballroom. The large windows are covered by red curtains, to avoid the desert sun, but the table is absolutely -covered- in fancy meat dishes, various drinks, vegetables, and even snacks hidden away like some kind of treasure.

The food is sitting on a white cloth, while the chairs are all large and comfortable with red cushions and nice soft arm rests.

As people are seated, Vegeta personally walks around the extremely long, at least 50 foot table, pushing people in and giving them a red rose. While at the very back of the room is a huge double door, large enough for dinosaurs. Perhaps that is where the entertainment will come from.

But Vegeta has an announcement first, standing at the end of the table. "I am Prince Vegeta, Ruler of all Saiyans. This is our date, incredibly intimate and incredibly romantic, or -else-. You will enjoy yourself, and you will eat food. You have all been given a single rose, and I will be getting to know -all- of you. We will -bond-, and you will -like- it. Now, begin the date, and release the dinosaurs!"

Suddenly, the wide doors open, and people riding raptors and swinging fire batons while wearing colorful robes come riding through, apparently the beginning of the entertainment.

Beelzebumon (132) has posed:
Good food. Good drinks. And most importantly, a chance to fuck with Vegeta's head.

     How could Beelzebumon possibly say no?

     Bursting into the room with a massive feather boa and a pair of garish glamour shades, the Demon Lord struts his stuff and loudly announces, "Vegeta! Daaaaaahling, it has been far too long! Why, I haven't seen you in a dog's age! You're looking well!"

Cell (696) has posed:
     A compuslory date? Required or Vegeta will do bad things to people? Vegeta's paying for all the food?

     It's like Cell's been given a blank check.

     He'd be an idiot not to cash it.

     The horrible green biomonster arrives fashionably late, shortly after the raptors are released. He's dressed, again, in a very nice tuxedo with a nice green tie, the Red Ribbon Regiment logo emblazoned on his breast pocket. His horrid spiked tail swings to and fro as he throws his arms open and...well, if he had a mouth that could smile, he'd be smiling. But it'd be a smug bastard smile, not a happy smile. The look in his eyes is a smug bastard look.

     "It's so nice of you, Vegeta," Cell notes cheerfully, "I feel like the most beautiful girl in the world."

     "But I hope you don't mind that I brought some friends. I know you're looking to score with a lot of men today." Cell waves over his shoulder. "Come on in, boys!"

     There's a rumbling sound.

     Minutes later, a torrential flood of filthy homeless people comes stampeding into the date area behind Cell. They flood around the Commander of the Red Ribbon Regiment eagerly.

     Cell's hands vanish into his pockets. He also seems to have brought a facemask to keep his own sense of smell from being overwhelmed.

     Because the smell of homeless people is *overpowering*.

     "I'm sure you'll win once you've bonded with all these filthy, sweaty men," Cell offers cheerfully as he makes his way over to inspect one of the raptors. He may drink it shortly.

Vegeta (663) has posed:
"Yes, well, I have no desire to kill you." Vegeta offers back at Beelzebumon as some sort of compliment.

And then Cell. When the homeless people pour in, he wrinkles his nose and slams his hands against the table. He's yet to take a seat, but he's absolutely -bristling. Obviously he can't simply throw the homeless people out, that would be a bad impression. There must be some way... ahh, of course. "Wash these men and then allow them to eat!"

That's when alien soldiers start to march in, trying to grab homeless people, with the intent of dragging them off to bathrooms. Though obviously Cell can still respond to that...

"I still intend to stab you, even though I won't tell you when..." he sounds almost calm, eeriely so. Then suddenly he reaches down in a flash, grabbing a steak knife, and tossing it as hard as possible toward Cell's throat. "THAT TIME IS NOW!!!"

Finna (513) has posed:
    This is the downright STRANGEST get-together Finna's ever seen.

    Coming from a barbarian girl of the frozen North lands that only the toughest tribes can tame? That is saying something.

    Which might explain why, as she's seated and pushed in, her main reation is to sprout the most agitated, nervous, silly grin the Multiverse may ever see.

    There is MEAT EVERYWHERE.

    There are also tamed Dinosaurs.

    She's not sure which is a better touch.

    The speech from the Prince is probably responsible for her face screwing up in that freaky way though. Lips pursed, cheeks scrunched, eyes wide and she's fightin VERY HARD to not burst into laughter.

    ... You can't trust her face, no.

    But while the hordes of homeless brought by Cell will likely be utterly ignorant of this fact, everyone else will have little trouble seeing her tail sticking out the back of the chair. It's wagging so fast it's almost A BLUR.

Himei (331) has posed:
    Well, it was exactly as chaotic as Himei expected. Arriving just a little late, as she had warned, she walks up just in time to see a knife flung at Cell. She can't actually say this is a bad thing, because she's never known a Cell she liked. Then again, Vegeta was kind of an ass, so it's a wash. "Afternoon," she says, just staring for the moment.

    Eventually Himei seems to decide that this isn't a bad time to sit down, choosing a chair near Finna. "Hmm..."

Beelzebumon (132) has posed:
     "You're too kind," Beelzebumon responds dryly with a smirk as he starts towards the buffet table...

     ... And then enters Cell. With his legion of homeless men.

     It's all Beelzebumon can do to keep from laughing out loud.

     AFter several moments of choking down a riotous laugh, Beelzebumon turns to say in a sing-song voice, "Vegeta, I think your dates have arrived."

     Then with an innocent whistle, he walks over to the largest piece of meat he's ever scene and looks at it with glimmering 8D eyes.

     And then without even looking, he snatches the thrown steak knife out of the air mere inches from Cell's face without looking and uses it to carve himself a piece o' dat meat, "Thanks Veggie, you're such a kind host."

Cell (696) has posed:
     Cell doesn't give a damn if a bunch of homeless people get stabbed. He doesn't give a damn if Vegeta goes and rounds up a bunch of people he dragged off the street, cleans them in his personal stores, and then lets them eat.

     There are more homeless people coming in at odd intervals, too. Cell's been *thorough*. He's used the basic resources of 'phone trails' and 'ordinary people' and 'charity fliers' all over the bar.

     Then Vegeta shouts and hurls a knife. There's the sound of it flying through the air, and then Beelzebubmon catching it out of the air mere inches in front of Cell's horrid, alien face. The horned biomonster's mandibles spread just a bit.

     He's smiling.

     "Very thoughtful, isn't he?" Cell agrees as he sits down near Finna and Beelzebubmon, "Offering to pay for this whole spread himself."

     "I'm Cell, by the by, although I hear some of you are familiar with another of me. I hope you don't mind if I intrude. I'm the Commander of the Red Ribbon Regiment; if you ever need my services, please, don't hesitate to call. I'll get you a good offer."

     Cell does not eat. He's only here to justify the swarm of homeless people.

Vegeta (663) has posed:
"Sit down and eat, damnit! This date will be -perfect-, and I will not suffer your insolence!" Vegeta grabs a large large of meat, probably a dinosaur, then walks around to Himei in order to push her seat in. "It's a pleasure. Bring in the wild raptor! I have a gift for the sad woman."

The large doors open again, and a wild raptor starts running around, trying to terrorize people. But Vegeta immediately jumps on top of its back, wrapping his arms around its neck, then quickly snaps its neck and holds it up like a chicken. "Someone cook and clean this thing specifically for her."

As homeless people come back, they seem to have been dressed in black suits, while the new arrivals continue to be taken back out for baths. This is hell on Vegeta's resources! And also for the smell of the place.

"Cell! You, specifically, sit down and eat your damned food!" he shouts as someone takes his dead raptor away to cook for Himei.

He then walks to Finna, pointing around at his soldiers. "You can fight any man here that you like."

Beelzebumon (132) has posed:
     Humming softly to himself as he picks and chooses the best meat available, Beelzebumon takes his sweet time in assembling a spread for himself, then grabs the largest can of booze he can lay his hands on. Then and only then does he meander over to his seat to start eating.

     That and to what the spectacle that is Vegeta and Cell.

     Best, date, ever.

Himei (331) has posed:
    A gift? What? "Uh..." Himei starts to comment, but then there's a raptor running around and a battle against a dinosaur. She is /not/ surprised that Vegeta killed it, but it does make her actually blush awkwardly at the special attention. "Er, you can call me Himei, I think being royalty you can go with a first name basis."

    Phrase it to appeal to his ego, she figures. At least she's dressed up for this, so she hopes it isn't an insult. "This is... very active, I have to admit."

Finna (513) has posed:
    With Cell and Beelzebumon on one side and Himei on the other... Finna takes much, MUCH more interest in Cell. Her wide, icy-blue eyes lock onto him briefly and look him up and down.

    MAny people might FREAK at his appearance, but not her. She seems... intrigued. Only sliiiiightly creeped out. "Well you're a unique one!" She greets the Biological Nightmare, in-between munches on some mystery meat or another!

    But then in comes Vegeta. She tilts her head back with her lips still clamped on a drumstick of some kind and blinks at him.

    "Rgh dring afm meel?"

Cell (696) has posed:
     Where Vegeta is loud and angry, Cell is a perfectly polite guest. He sits down, picks up a fork and knife, and cuts into the meat like he's going to eat it. However, at the last minute, he passes it off to the (PC) people sitting next to him at a rapid speed. Cell isn't here to eat. He's here to make Vegeta look like a clown.

     Cell adjusts his tie and sits back and chuckles. It sounds like cicadas buzzing rapidly. "I'm one-of-a-kind," he agrees as his stinger swerves behind him, "And you are?"

Vegeta (663) has posed:
"Bring Beelzebumon the demon meat we specially acquired from that demon world." Vegeta announces as he pulls up a seat next to Himei. He's apparently going to be mobile during the date. "So, Himei, I imagine that you enjoy human things. Like shopping for clothing and not being killed by a pointy stick." he says in the best conversational tone he can muster.

Meanwhile, a strange, large iron pot, almost like a witch's brew, is carried out by two soldiers, and lowered down next to Beelzebumon. It's full of red, boiling hot meat, with twitching purple... vegetables? Those may be vegetables, it's difficult to tell. But it was definitely cooked for a demon palate and would kill most people. Who even knows what the boiling orange liquid is. It's probably not water.

"Fine, after the meal." he calls over to Finna, and starts chomping into a large piece of dinosaur steak.

Then a smug smile suddenly crosses his face, and he crosses his arms, sitting back in his chair while staring at Cell. "There is a room in this house, full of murderers and horrible dictators from various worlds. I kidnapped them all. When you're ready to get out of my sight, you may eat them. Otherwise, I'll return them to where they came from."

Beelzebumon (132) has posed:
     "Ooooh! A delicacy! You shouldn't have!"

     With absolutely no fear, Beelzebumon digs into that boiling, sulfuric stew, only to take a moment to turn his head and belch.

     And in doing so, eject a five foot flame from his maw.

     "WOOOOO! That is one spicey meat-a-ball!"

     God only knows what his breath smells like now though, given his 'spicy' meal and all that booze he's liberally chugging.

Sanary Rondel has posed:
    It takes quite some time for Sanary to actually find a way to get to the date location, but find it she does! Somehow. The swarm of vagrants doesn't do much to reassure her, but the promises of giant meat and... What else was supposed to happen here? Entertainment? Whatever it was, there was likely to be some form of entertainment here.

    After being guided to the main area to join the other guests at the table, the healer finally starts to take longer breaths now that the stench isn't nearly as strong. She's even dressed in the finest/only clothes she owns: A thick white coat, and a cheap brown tunic that might have been a burlap sack in a past life.

    She wasn't really sure what to expect. Between one person yelling about meatballs and another preson eating with her mouth full... Even listening to everything going on seems like it would take all of her effort to focus on, never mind actually trying to eat whatever ended up in front of her.

Himei (331) has posed:
    Himei lifts an eyebrow as she sits back to enjoy the meal. Or try, anyway. Smell doesn't seem to bother her, for some reason. "Oh? Vegeta is this you attempting to make small talk?" She smiles. "You're right, I don't like getting impaled, and I enjoy shopping. And gelato. Collecting figures. Hmm." She rubs her chin. "We both hate Freeza, so there's that, right?"

Finna (513) has posed:
    Munch munch munch.

    Finna gives Vegeta a vigorous nod. Although... does she even really want to fight? Her eyes suggest not. What's there to fight over?

    Maybe to show off and tease the host!

    As those thoughts skip around in her head she sarts giggling between bites.

    ... That is, until Vegeta's explanation of preparations for CELL hit her.

    She nervously swallows the last bite, her gaze swings around....

    And Cell gets STARED at.

    "Do I wanna know what he's talking about?"

Vegeta (663) has posed:
"Gelato... someone go find gelato!" Vegeta shouts, and at least three soldiers go running. "Frieza, yes, I wasn't aware you knew him. Have you caused him any pain and suffering?" But after this, two soldiers walk up with a large dish of meat. Steaks, ribs, and legs. It's all dropped in front of Himei after her current plate is moved to the side. "This is the raptor I killed for you."

He suddenly points at Sanary, shouting, "State your name and tell me the important details about yourself! I am the prince of saiyans and I like to fight and rule things. Now you."

Beelzebumon (132) has posed:
     With another belch, Beelzebumon finishes off his demon brew, then glances in Vegeta's direction as he's busy barking at Sanary.

     ... Time to make his move. >:3

     After taking one last swig of his booze, the Demon Lord pushes his chair back and stands up, then boldly walks up to the Prince of All Saiyans.

     And then without any warning, Beelzebumon spins Vegeta around, dips him waaaaaay back over the table and leans in right up in Veggie's face.

     "Gimme some sugar Veggie."

     And then he kisses Vegeta full on the lips. With his stanky ass Demon Brew and Stale Booze Breath.

     Because he's an ass.

Sanary Rondel has posed:
    Now this was different. Sanary wasn't sure if it was a good or bad different, but definitely... Different. She doesn't react to the pointing or shouting right away, although she does eventually realize that she's being addressed and turns to face the source of the shouting.

    "Sanary. Healer, fought with an axe before I went completely blind. Shot in this eye, born blind in this one." She points at her eyepatch first, then at the exposed eye. Responding that way certainly felt odd, but at least it didn't give her too much time to figure out if she was offended or not.

     For better or for worse, she also doesn't react to Beelzebumon's sudden kiss. "I like fighting stuff, too. Once I can see again, I'll probably do a lot more of... Veggie?"

Himei (331) has posed:
    Himei is startled by the appearance of the ccoked raptor, but hey, what can you say to a man who cooked a dinosaur for you? She takes a bite while listening, and she has to chuckle at his attempts to please. She's about to reply when Beelzebumon... does his thing.

5TSigh.

    "You know," she ventures, "You seem pretty intent on ruining the whole date thing. Are you guys THAT scared it will go well?"

    She leans back and waits for Vegeta to recover a little before... cheering him up. "I haven't seen Frieza in a few years. Last time we ran into one another he broke my arm, and I broke his neck. I hear he lived through it, though."

Vegeta (663) has posed:
Vegeta's arms are flailing when Beelzebumon takes him off guard, then suddenly he tries to pull back and slam his fist into Beelzebumon's gut as hard as physically possible, which for most people might be enough to impale, but Beelzebumon is Beelzebumon. "Get out, or I promise you won't survive the next few minutes!" he threatens, spitting and grabbing the nearest bottle of booze to drink down and cleanse his mouth of demon cooties.

He tries to calm himself, taking deep breaths, which is rather difficult for a man such as him. "I have not killed anyone, I can continue..." he says, more for himself than anyone else. "As much as I enjoy a blind warrior and someone who has broken Frieza's neck, I need a moment to keep myself from blowing everything up."

That's when he marches out, shoving a raptor out of the way.

With Vegeta gone, a t-rex suddenly walks in from the large outside doors, and with it, a man in saiyan armor lashing a whip at it. Not actually hitting it, but making it do tricks like dance, or stand on one foot. More entertainment.

Finna (513) has posed:
    And there goes Beelzebumon. Finna, who's normally pretty keen on toying with people... blanches at what she's seeing. That is just gross. She makes a FACE and one not too different from what Vegeta might bend up making.

    "yeah I... wanted to see what this guy was about, not much more! For once I didn't do anything!"

Cell (696) has posed:
     Cell, calmly cutting his meat from his chair, offers, "You won't get anywhere in life if you keep losing your temper over every little thing, short stuff."

     He does not look up from his plate. He does, however, chuckle. It is a horrible sound.

     He tilts his head at Finna. "I eat people," he replies calmly, like this is the most normal thing in the world, "But I don't intend to eat anyone tonight. I like to know who I'm eating. You know. Make sure they deserve it."

     He pretends to take a bite off the dinosaur meat. "Or I'm paid enough."

Beelzebumon (132) has posed:
     When Vegeta's fist comes right up into Beelzebumon's gut, the Demon Lord breaks the kiss with a breathless gasp, then says in a hourse voice as he lets the Saiyan prince go, "... Totally... worth it..."

     With one hand on his gut, Beelzebumon limps away to make his exit, having done what he came to do in fucking with Veggie's head.

     Vegeta's just tsundere anyway.

Sanary Rondel has posed:
    It doesn't take long for Sanary to put two and two together. Between the reactions, the comms, and Vegeta's reaction, there was a very good chance something unpleasant happened. "Holler if you need help with the... Whichever, then." She snickers lightly and feels around the table idly, picking up a fork and just taking the time to inspect it more thoroughly. The weight, the texture, the sharpness of the prongs...

    The sound of rumbling in the ground is significantly more worrying to her, however, even if the t-rex itself goes unseen by the healer. Not hearing other people screaming and panicking does give her some slight relief, at least, and she remains in her seat while keeping a firm hold on the fork.

    Just in case.

Finna (513) has posed:
    "......Riiiight." Between Beelzebumon chasing off the host and Cell's sudden CREEPY side, Finna gets edgy. Her shoulders bunch up to accompany her already weirded-out expression.

    "The Multiverse has... all types...huh..."

    Yeah, she's just trying to not freak out now.

    It takes a LOT to freak a Lunar out, but this has hit that point!

Cell (696) has posed:
     "I am what I am," Cell replies placidly, like he's not bothered by this at all (he isn't; quite the opposite). He continues pretending to eat and slipping food onto the plates of others.

Himei (331) has posed:
    Himei ponders, but she keeps eating, before she idly notes to the others, "If nothing else, this has been pretty enlightening, huh?"

Cell (696) has posed:
     "I certainly feel like *I* got my money's worth," Cell notes, his eyes tracking yet another parade of homeless fellows entering.

Vegeta (663) has posed:
Vegeta finlly returns, looking grumpy. But when Beelzebumon is no longer there, he takes a seat at the table next to Sanary this time. "We will now have a -discussion-. Everyone talk about yourselves to me. And then I will give you all a gift."

Cell (696) has posed:
     "I eat people, I run a mercenary army, and I hate you and what you represent on a fundamental, basic, and possibly genetic level," Cell observes casually, "And my suit is much, much, much nicer than yours."

     "Give me my gift so I can leave and stop pretending that either of us actually want to be here."

Finna (513) has posed:
    "... Remind me to stay on your good list." Finna chimes Cell's way idly. Nooooo she doesn't want this guy out to make her life miserable!

    But when Vegeta makes a reappearance... she gives him a sympathetic look. "Looks like you have some really creative.... acquaintances, o Prince! The name's Finna Snowdancer. My home lands are covered in ice and snow nearly year-round! I enjoy feasting, fighting, and flirting-- err I mean FISHING!" Her eyes dance around shiftily...

    All the while she plants both hands on herhips while grinning triumphantly.

    Is that a serious answer? "... Fighting, but not so much brawling. MOre the mental challenge to me than physical like I hear your sorts enjoy. You'll have to figure the rest out yourself!" This last line's accompanied by a wagging finger...

    ... and wagging tail.

Sanary Rondel has posed:
    The blind girl sits up once Vegeta returns, nearly stabbing herself in the hand with the fork in the process. She doesn't, thankfully,, and sets the utensil down as she turns to the Saiyan. "And I thought I was bad..."

    She snickers briefly, then leans back in her seat on the back legs. "Alright. So I covered the blindness, the healing thing... I've got an axe." She detaches the tomahawk from the rope looped around her waist, setting it on the table mostly in front of Vegeta should he want to inspect it more closely. "Best fighter in my village up until I got shot. Probably still am, actually..."

    Sanary laughs as she listens to Cell, tilting her head slightly to keep them both angled better for easy hearing. "So you're wearing a suit, then? Heh... Crap. Am I underdressed for this?"

Vegeta (663) has posed:
"Fine, my gift to you, Finna Snowdancer, is that I will fight you some time." Vegeta promises, taking this chance to eat plenty of random things, even drinking down entire bowls of noodles.

"It doesn't matter how I'm dressed. But I would like to see how you fight blind, perhaps I'll provide men at some point. However, my gift to you..." He holds up his hand, and a soldier brings in a small dog-sized raptor on a leash, placing it in Sanary's lap. "This is your seeing-eye raptor. It will help you do things while blind."

"As for you, Cell..." He holds his hand out, then, just, without warning, he fires a small beam of energy across the table, trying to catch the creature by surprise and blow him through the wall and out into the desert. "My gift to you."

Sanary Rondel has posed:
"Not too great, I'll tell you that now." The healer laughs lightly and sits up a bit at the sudden weight in her lap, a confused grunt escaping her while she puts her hands the raptor to try and figure out just what the hell it is.

     "A.. What. How do you even have.. Er. Th-thanks." She seems genuinely stunned at that, giving the creature what might very well be affection while also trying to determine its shape as it squirms around in her hold. "How big does this get, anyway?"

Cell (696) has posed:
     Cell sets the fork and knife down on his plate, then stands and adjusts his tie. He says to Vegeta exactly what he just said over the radio, dusting himself off.

     He had expected the attack. Cell isn't stupid enough to keep insulting Vegeta and expect him not to attack him. He's well aware of where he stands.

     But that doesn't make it any less funny to him.

     The beam catches him in the shoulder. It blows his arm clean off with a nasty noise, the limb thumping to the ground. With a casual motion, either disguising, ignoring, or apathetic towards the pain, he spears the arm with his tail and picks it up, taking it in his hand.

     Then he leaps onto the table. He crouches, his three-legged toes spread wide, his tail high in the air. There's an impossible smirk plastered on his lipless mandibles as his eyes look into Vegeta's.

     "That's exactly the behavior I'm talking about, little guy," he sneers, "No matter how you try to talk up your manliness, you'll never really be an adult until you learn to control that temper."

     Cell hops off the table and tilts his head down to the others, folding his good arm in front of his chest like a courtly fellow. "It's been a lovely dining experience. I look forward to seeing each of you again. If you had any problems, please, don't hesitate to hire the Red Ribbon Regiment."

     With that, Cell kicks off the ground and flies off. Only once he's out of the area - well and *truly* out of the area - does he allow himself to wince, does he allow himself to give in to his own fury.

     But fortunately for Cell, Cell's fury was a cold, cold fury. It would burn for a long, long time.

     And then, so would Vegeta.

Vegeta (663) has posed:
"It will eventually become as big as a small horse, but it's capable of opening doors and doing other things for the blind." Vegeta stands, then motions to Himei. "I've done my research, you may have one thing made by the tailor who makes all of our royal clothing, and a two-hundred credit gift card to Hot Topic. The rest of you will also have appropriate gifts." the last part being addressed to everyone as he stands, crossing his arms.

"This is officially the end of the date. Finish eating or do what you like, I have to go blow things up until I'm sufficiently calmed down." With this, Vegeta takes his leave, actually leaving the mansion itself this time.

Himei (331) has posed:
    Himei threads her fingers together, taking a break from uh... dinosaur. "Aheh... thanks. I appreciate the effort you've put into this." Despite her chuckle, it does seem pretty sincere. "Try to be a little less uptight. I'll be in touch." She pauses. "Disruptions or not, I /did/ enjoy myself."

    Which leaves her with the blind girl and a bunch of homeless people. Also Finna, but she might fall into the latter group. "Well, can't say that was boring. Himei Shoutan, nice to meet you and all that."

Sanary Rondel has posed:
    "Huh. That's... Really useful, actually. Thanks." The blind girl gives Vegeta a light nod as he leaves, turning back to stare at the tiny raptor in her arms. Not that she can really see it, anyway, but still.

    "Definitely not boring. Nothing like the dates... Uh. Date I've been on, but still fun." She turns to Himei and gives her the same brief nod. "Sanary. Good meeting you all, too." She pauses for a moment, then starts glancing around just a little more quickly to try and indicate her question being aimed more broadly. "So is this normal for dates or not really?"

Himei (331) has posed:
    Himei shakes her head, "This is not normal. It's quieter and one on one. Also, normally the demonic thing and insect-thing don't heckle during the date. At least he tried to be civil, and managed to refrain from killing anyone."

Sanary Rondel has posed:
Sanary Rondel strokes her chin lightly and nods, letting go of the tiny raptor momentarily to slip her coat back on. "Thought so. Mm... Yeah, that definitely didn't seem normal." She had half a mind to ask about the 'insect-thing', but asking questions would probably just raise even more. Plus, the attempts at civility were still something to consider. "That's always good, right? Dates where everyone... Survives."

    Scooping the raptor up into her arms hesitantly, the blind girl bows her head quickly to those still gathered at the table. "Anyway. It was good meeting you all. I'm gonna... Go. Maybe figure out what to feed this thing."