knightsoflegend | Through words we understand each other, through emotions we bond

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Through words we understand each other, through emotions we bond

WHO || Brantley River, Andrew Gatewood and open to ~~possible victims~~ all.
WHAT || Brantley teaches Andrew how to flirt.
WHERE ||Bar
WHEN || Night, Sept 7th
HOW || actionspam or prose

At his mentor's request, Brantley immediately takes off to the bar. Dressed in a smart casual attire, he sits at the counter waiting for the arrival of his mentor. Though, in this case, he is the one who does the teaching.

The bar is already filled with a few number of patrons, chatting and sharing one's life memories with each other, but Brantley just sits there, lost in his thought. A bar was never a strange place for Brantley, but when someone goes through the same career path as his, the only friend you could share enjoyable drinks and exciting stories with is yourself.

He waits patiently as he enjoy the moment of peace in the dimly lit bar.

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Felicity is sitting further down the way, idly stirring her drink with the toothpick that the martini had come with. She's contemplating her prospects for tonight, whether she wants to practice a new cover, or maybe brush up on some other skills. Bars are never just for socializing, as far as she's concerned, especially one that's out there in the world and not under the protection of the Knights.

Even if she's there to have fun, she still needs to be careful. She's fresh off a mission and her instincts still tell her to keep a low profile, which means not getting too sloppy with things - not that she ever really did.

She notices Brantley down the way, his face vaguely familiar, but not quite familiar enough for her to place it. Still, at the same time, he's fairly attractive. She'll let that attention linger for a moment, if he doesn't mind.

Even when zoning out, Brantley could notice a lovely women is eyeing him (spot 21). With a bit of a smile, he take a piece of napkin and writes something on it. After that, he summons the bartender and gives the napkin along with a couple of requests.

Not long, the bartender walks toward the lady. He puts a glass of cocktail and the napkin in front of her and walks away without any comment. The clear-colored cocktail, decorated with ice cube and raspberry, reflects light to its viewer. At the same time, the note delivers its message to the reader with its ink-stained skin.

Just something to enjoy the view with.

Meanwhile, Brantley just waits for the women to read his note and for the chance to greet her with a charming smile(cha 17).

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She turns when she sees the drink arrive, reading the note with an amused look and glancing up to meet his smile. She doesn't even hesitate before before flipping it over and scribbling a corresponding note on the back and handing it back to the waiter.

Doesn't have to be a view.

When he looks up, she'll be tapping her foot against the lower rung of the bar stool next to her, before raising her eyebrows back at him expectantly.

Brantley rises from his seat just after receiving invitation from the fair lady, and at the same time the bartender hands him a glass of brown-colored cocktail. He grabs the drinks and takes a seat on the bar stool next to her. Without turning his head sideways toward the women, he calmly sips his drink.

"The view in this bar is beautiful, isn't it? But it may be hard for you to see without a mirror." Rather than playing it cool, he launches a pretty cheesy pickup line.

She laughs a bit at that, before giving a bit of a shrug. "I don't know. I'm sure I'm not the only beautiful thing in here, and I do have an appreciative eye."

She will turn those cheesy lines back on you if you don't stop her. She has a bit of an appreciation for cheesy. She then extends a hand to him as she does.

"I'm Felicity." She's too tired for an alias tonight.

Amused, Brantley lets out a bit of a grin. It's pretty rare to see a girl who actually counters his lines. Most of them just giggle a bit or leave, but sometimes, he is introduced to another person. Though angry boyfriend is not someone you want to be introduced to.

"Brantley." He accepts her hand and shakes it gently.

"Well, I'm not sure about appreciative, but I can testify that they are enchanting." Still smiling, he fires the second shot.

Andrew was in the bathroom, still uncertain how this whole "flirting lesson" thing was going to work out, but he was... here. When he came back, he found that his squire was... not there. Very confused, he glances around wildly for the other man. Andrew is not very good with social situations and now he's left by himself and wondering if this was some kind of joke? He's easily flustered, the poor dear.

Poor, poor Andrew. Especially poor Andrew considering that that last line was enough to keep her attention on Brantley and not really care about much else going on around her (spot 9.5). She sees Andrew there, but she doesn't care enough to connect the dots at the moment.

She's having such a nice conversation.

"Enchanting. Good word." She certainly approves. "Got any other ones while you're at it?"

Indeed, Enchanting she is. Brantley is too enchanted with the current matter, he doesn't realize Andrew has already returned from the bathroom (spot 7). Something tingles in his head, but he is so under a spell, he doesn't even care to remember. (wis 7 reroll nat 1).

"For a lovely dame like you, of course." He continues his smile throughout the words. "But I might bore you, since you must have heard all compliments in the world." The third time, he adds extra cheese on it.

Andrew just sort of assumes this is what Brantley intended? For him to sit back and watch and observe for now. He's okay with it. He just wishes he could hear better, so after glancing around, he takes a seat at a table closer to his squire and tries to act casual so he's not just... staring at them.

Unfortunately for poor Andrew, Felicity is totally and completely oblivious (wis crit. fail). In fact, she could possibly even be giggling at Brantley's cheese. That is how not caring about everyone else around her she is right now. At least they're hitting it off?

"Well, a lovely dame like me never minds hearing some of them twice," she grins, resting her chin in her hand as she does. "Flattery can get you everywhere."

Smooth. Brantley actually enjoys throwing compliments at Felicity. It's been a while since someone actually likes his cheesy lines. It's like a comedian's feeling when the whole crowd laughs sincerely at his jokes and not just pity laughs.

Brantley is browsing through his cheese warehouse, when he notices his mentor is around.(spot 14) "Umm... Excuse me for a moment. I hate to break a conversation with such a charming lady, but I have a promise to keep." He smiles with a little bit of charm in it. "I won't be long. It's pretty hard to direct my attention to someplace else."

With a face full of joy, he walks to Andrew and utters a few words of apologies. "Hey. Uhh... sorry about that. Got a little bit distracted." Well, maybe not so little. "On the brighter side, I've found a lovely lady to accompany us for the night." Still smiling, he takes a glance at Felicity.

"You sure you want me to... y'know... crash?" Brantley was sort of working it over there, after all. Last thing he wants to do is muck it up by hanging around. "She seems pretty into you and all. I could just... hang back?"

Not that he really wants to be alone but he wants to be a third wheel way less.

Felicity will just stay over there with her drink. And when attention is directed in her direction, she'll just wiggle her fingers in a small wave. Hi, boys. Don't leave her all by her lonesome.

Drinking alone is just tragic.

That's pretty considerate. But Brantley is not self-centered enough to prioritizes girls over friendship. "Hey. I was just having a chat with her. Besides, this night is about you, not me. Either we both score or no one score." He smiles convincingly.

"And let's not keep the pretty lady in waiting. Shall we?" He jiggles his head toward Felicity and he won't move from his place until Andrew makes the first step.

Andrew is a little reluctant, but he does get up and bring his drink along. Heading towards the table with Felicity, the smile he offers is more apologetic than anything else. It's almost like he's saying 'sorry to ruin everything by existing' but all he actually says is..

"'Lo." He shifts awkwardly before taking a seat and giving her another forced sort of smile as he tries to pretend that he's not nervous as hell about this whole thing.

Ahh, there's the smile of someone who doesn't want to be here (sense motive 15). Felicity doesn't let it phase her though. She smiles back and rests her chin in her hand as she does.

"Hi there. I'm Felicity."

"Hey, this is Andrew." He stands there next to Andrew. "This guy is my mentor. He is a bit... reserved, but he's a nice guy." Not exactly the right word, but Brantley couldn't find subtler word. He chuckles at both of them, trying to lighten the mood.

"Oh yeah, we were talking about how charming a lady can be. She is surely a beauty, isn't she?" He is talking to Andrew, but his eyes are directed to Felicity. Then, he shoots out a smile at her, not his best shot, but at least it doesn't seem awkward.(charm 11)

Nice. Andrew did his best not to sigh. He was very nice and that's part of what he hated. But at least 'nice' wasn't 'weird' which was the other one he got a lot. He was fine with letting Brantley do most of the talking with this one.

"Gorgeous, actually." It was just the truth of it. Andrew was about facts, and that was one that seemed obvious. It came out so matter of factly that he actually managed to come off less awkward and more like someone who knew what he was doing (cha 17).

She smiles widely at that, letting herself be charmed. It's not every day she got two charming gentlemen to hang out and spend their time flattering her. She's going to soak in every bit of attention she can get.

She's totally not a vain creature at all.

"Two charming men paying attention to little old me? Today must be my lucky day."

"Well, it's our lucky day to meet such a sweetheart." And Brantley is going to throw everything he has in his lexicon at her. "Have I told you, you have a sweet voice. Like a ..."

He suddenly stops and looks at Andrew, noticing something. "Hmm..." Not long, a smile appears on his face indicating that he has found an insight. "You two are quite compatible you know. I can smell people's voices and your voices, they go along with each other."

[ooc:know(life science)20 to find out that Brantley has Synesthesia or know(pop cult)15 for knowing something of that kind.]

Andrew just stares at his squire like he's grown a second head (knowledge check 13).

"You can smell voices? What does that even mean?" He's pretty sure you are just making shit up as you go along, Brantley. For being as smart as he is, Andrew should probably just go with it, but that shit was out of left field and he cannot let it go.

Felicity is pretty clueless herself (knowledge check 10). It's not that she doesn't think that whatever it is sounds rather cool, but she's never heard of anything like it.

"What does it smell like, exactly?"

"Yeah, I have a gift, you might say. It's called Synesthesia. Next time you go to a library, look it up. it's quite interesting."
And yes, a literal library, though he knows about the web, he is kind of an old school.

"Well, yours, my lady, smells like sweet cinnamon roll. While my master here, smells like chamomile tea. Quite a couple, right?" A delicious afternoon tea couple.

Fuck libraries. Andrew is reaching into his pocket for his phone and searching for it right there. Oh, is that rude? Is he not supposed to..? TOO BAD.

"Huh. That's actually a thing." He is scrolling wikipedia now. Good luck getting his attention again.

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wow i am sorry that this took me so long. also I am crashing all these threads for hilarity...

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i feel bad for this but the dice surely doesn't

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