knightsoflegend | closed | she's the kind of girl you dream about

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closed | she's the kind of girl you dream about

WHO || Andrew Gatewood and Bo Dennis (closed)
WHAT || A (first?) date
WHERE || London
WHEN || 8pm, Saturday Sept 14th
HOW || Either works for me

Andrew is nervous. He nearly talked himself out of going through with this half a dozen times, today alone. He arrives in the front lobby area of the castle about 15 minutes early and that's when the pacing starts. There's a slight squeak from his shoes each time he turns to walk back the way he came, as if he's trying to wear a hole in the fancy floors. One hand toys anxiously with the keys to one of the cars in the garage that he plans to take them out in. The other keeps a tight grip on his phone, checking the time every thirty seconds.

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So she's a rebel. She plays by her own rules. Andrew is once again really confused why she agreed to go on this date, because all of this just makes her that much hotter in that slightly bad girl way.

"Me? Dragon's Hoard. We're sort of more behind the scenes. Some do the research stuff- books or experiments. All sorts of cutting edge things with artifacts that are brought back from missions. I'm more on the tech side. Computers."

"Oh, a smarty pants," she teases, though she seems genuinely pleased by the news.

"For the record, before you even give me any excuses, yes. Intelligence can be hot. No girl wants to talk to someone who's dumb, alright?"

She just might not always follow, but she's very good at asking questions.

"So do you write programs and code and things like that, or are you some super secret hacker?"

While he doesn't protest about the attractiveness of his brain, there is a flush to his cheeks. It's not really embarrassment. He's just not used to this sort of attention. It's nice. It's just... unexpected.

"Little bit of both, I guess. Most missions, I'm the one riggin the security cameras to loop so that we can get in and out without being seen. Stuff like that." Somehow he makes it sound so much less impressive. He's too humble for his own good, really.

Pretty sure that, in Bo's eyes, he couldn't make that unimpressive if he tried. Her eyes light up a little, her grin widening.

"That is awesome." Because Bo here usually just gives people the succubus whammy or a kick on the groin with her boots, depending on if they person is nice or not. "If we ever get sent on a mission together, I think we'd be quite the team."

"Yeah?" Okay, he can't help it. He smiles as he glances at her before returning his eyes to the road. "Maybe we can, uh, ask Wynn to let us pair up sometime?" Does this count as flirting? Oh my god she is so pretty. How is this his life right now?

To keep things moving forward, wow look at that city of London! Andrew takes a right and slows, parking the car and giving her a more nervous smile. Making this choice had been easy before, but now he was going to see if this actually paid off.

"We're here." He gets out of the car and remembers to go run around to get her door (again, saved by the rom coms). As Bo emerged, the sign for Gino's was large and obvious and... neon. There another word under it, flashing just as bright. Arcade.

Yes, Andrew, this counts as flirting. The best genuine kind. "I don't know if he takes those kinds of requests, but it can't hurt to try, right?"

Yay London is pretty! Such lights much gorgeous very trendy.

Bo looks out the window of the car, a smile spreading across her face as she gets out, letting Andrew open the door for her. She's seriously not used to this gentlemen thing. Chivalry isn't dead after all.

"Creativity and fun points achieved. Plus, I have to admit, I have a thing for pizza and french fries." Which is likely what they'll serve here. This girl does greasy like a boss.

...It helps when you have succubus genes to keep you hot.

Even if she had told him (more than once) to not try to impress her, to do something he was comfortable with, he had still wondered if this was the right call. Her reaction is exactly the right thing to make him breathe out a huge sigh of relief as he closes the door and walks up into the sidewalk. Heading towards the arcade, Andrew holds the door open for her and can't help but grin like an idiot.

"Pizza's great here, actually. Pepperoni and pineapple's my usual but we can do something else, if you'd like." Yeah, he has a usual order here. The employees may know him by name. The arcade is large, loud, and bright. There's a small food court area off to one side with some tables but the majority of the area is just full to the brim with games.

"I can order one and ask em to make it fresh. It would take a few minutes but maybe we can play something in the meantime?" It's obvious that he's more comfortable here, even with her. "Ladies choice for the game, of course."

First rule of dating, no respectable girl wants a guy to try too hard. That just ends up awkward. Besides, she's not particularly high maintenance, and would find some hoity-toity restaurant boring. This will be so much more fun.

"Hawaiian with some kick. I can dig it." She glances around the area, looking at the games, looking happy and thoughtful as she tries to choose a game.

"We need something cooperative first," she muses aloud to herself, spotting a familiar relatively old shooter game. Better to play something together before they did anything competitive. "Time Crisis?"

"Works for me." Basically every minute that goes by feels like a dream come true. This is already going WAY better than he could have hoped. Bo is winning all the points in Andrew's book. Looks were great, but someone that would go along with something like this? Just... wow. He reaches for his wallet and holds out some money.

"You want to go get some tokens to start us off and claim the game? I'll get the pizza order in and meet you over there."

Their books are just looking to be full of points by the time this is over.

"You got it. See you in a little bit."

She takes the money with a grin, turning and walking over to the token machine, feeding them in and collecting the little gold discs that pour out. She stuffs most of them into her very constricting pockets before making her way over to the machine, putting out four on the counter so he can join her in the game when he makes it over, putting her own in to start the game while she waits.

Andrew lingers as she walks away, taking a moment to enjoy the view. He's not a creep, but damn those pants fit nicely. Eventually, he picks his tongue up off the floor and heads over to the counter to order up their pizza.

The pizza ordering process doesn't take very long. They give him a little disc that will vibrate when the order is ready. Andrew slips it into his pocket and turns back to find his date. She's easy enough to spot, seeing as she's the most gorgeous person walking around this place.

At least, that's what Andrew thinks.

Coming up to the game, he takes the coins and slips them in, glancing over at her with a nervous little smile. Approaching her is the hard part, because part of him feels like one of these times, she's going to realize who she's with and just get the hell out of there.

"Need some back up?" He tries to sound casual as he waits for his side of the game to boot up.

Hey, nothing wrong with looking. She dresses like this for a reason, and she's more than used to it. At least someone she doesn't mind looking is doing it for once.

She's only a short portion of the way into the first level, taking out two guys that pop out before she gives him a quick grin.

"Hop on in, partner."

Yes, that could totally be taken sexually. Oops.

Andrew swallows hard and fumbles with the last token, missing the slot a few times while he tries not to linger on the not so pure thoughts that her words had given him. He does get all his tokens in eventually and takes out the gun to join in on the game.

"You're pretty good." He comments as he takes his first shot. He's probably got more experience firing these guns than his own issued Excalibur. But it's hard for him to do very well at the game when he keeps glancing at her out of the corner of his eye.

She's very distracting, okay?

She's generally doing well, which I'm basing on an attack (missle) check of 17, don't judge me.

"Even the best gunslingers need reliable back-up," she returns, stealing a glance at him as well as their characters move toward the next area of the level.

"So you have excellent timing."

As he gets into the groove, Andrew finds his rhythm and actually keeps up with Bo (attack 18!).

"Behind that crate!" He shouts before shooting someone that was just about to get Bo. This may be his only opportunity to really save the day and be that particular kind of hero.

Bo tries to hit the pedal to duck behind cover (dex 8), but it's only his quick reflexes and shooting that keeps her from taking damage.

"Thanks for the save," she said, as they moved onto the boss, shooting off-screen to reload. "The guy would have hit me for sure."

"Anytime." He says trying to sound cool... and succeeding, moderately (charisma 16). He's pretty focused on the game, because they are heading into a boss battle okay. This is serious shit.

"You ready for this?" He gets the feeling they'll be alright. But only if she carries them through the level, because Andrew's starting off pretty bad with an attack of 10...

She glances at him out of the corner of her eye, grinning, before redoubling her efforts after that misstep.

"Damn right, I am."

And apparently she kicks ass (rng attack 21). They take down the boss while taking minimal damage themselves, because apparently they're a great videogame team.

Meant to be, basically.

"Wow, that was... You were amazing." He may or may not seem more stunned by how hot she is now than he was when he first saw her. Because she can play games and play them well and she's just more unbelievable than he previously thought.

Also, this is great timing because clearing out that level and boss battle was just enough time for their pizza to cook. The guy at the counter waves to get Andrew's attention.

"Huh? Oh- guess our food's done." He puts the gun back in it's holster for the game and gestures for her to follow him back to the food court so they can grab a table.

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"You weren't so bad yourself," she returns, bumping into his shoulder playfully before holstering her own weapon and turning to follow him.

She hasn't had this kind of good clean fun in a long time and it's really refreshing and...nice.

They make their way over to grab the pizza, and she snags two cups for fountain beverages. "What do you want to drink? I'll grab it for you."

"Uhm- just Coke's fine." He's still recovering from the shoulder bump. Now that they aren't playing a game, he's keenly aware how scorching hot she is and he's trying not to act like an idiot.

It's funny that the more you TRY to act natural, the less natural you act.

He gets the pizza and brings it over to a table for two, fumbling a little with plates and napkins while she gets the drinks.

"Coke it is."

She turns and grabs two cokes, one regular and one cherry, with half ice, before she heads back to the table he grabbed, sipping at hers through her straw and slipping into one of the seats.

"This looks so good," she says, setting down the other drink by him. "People who swear off greasy food are crazy."

"Here." He grabbed a piece and a plate and got handed it over. The slices are huge and they have a whole pizza to split so here's hoping they are both hungry. "Nothing better in the world than fresh pizza. And Gino makes the best in town. This place actually started as a pizza place when I was a kid. Used to come in and play Pac Man. It was the only game he had for years, but he added a few more, and then more and more until eventually the arcade became the focus and the pizza took a back seat. I guess I've always been nostalgic about it."

Fortunately, Bo has good genes (lol) and has no fear of overindulging in fatty foods. She will happily eat half this pizza, okay.

She partially folds the huge piece as she picks it up, listening to him speak even as she takes that first bite. And it's warm and cheesy and spicy and sweet and amazing. She makes a little partial moan of bliss as she chews and swallows.

She's not even being deliberately awful right now. It's just damn good pizza.

"I highly doubt the pizza takes a back seat to anyone who actually puts the games down to try it," she says. She lowers the slice in order to give him a serious but happy look. "And I'm flattered that you'd bring me to a place that you feel so strongly about."

There's something weirdly hot about watching her put away that pizza. And it's not just the uncomfortably sexy way she moans while eating it. Bo is just the actual coolest girl that's ever let him take them out on a date.

If this doesn't work out, Andrew is in trouble, because the bar is going to be set ridiculously high from now on.

"I'm just glad you like it. Sort of felt like a gamble." Big risk, big reward, right? "But just so you know? This isn't our only stop tonight. I mean... if you don't get too mad at me when I beat the pants off you at air hockey." He manages a grin.

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