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ioduanlogs2018-07-12 03:09 pm
ilda) wrote in ioduanlogs2018-07-12 03:09 pm
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[closed] how to score a date the Ilda way
Characters: Ilda and Zephyr
Date: backdated to the night of the onset of the visions
Location: Dreaming Bridge common area
Situation: Ilda's spooked by the visions but a cute guy offers to have tea... how could she say no?
Warnings/Rating: None yet, will add if anything comes up.
Ilda asked for ten minutes, but she was down in five. She didn't do fashionably late; aside from not knowing that it was actually a thing to some, she'd also learned the hard way that the early bird did catch the worm. There was a time, several Apodeian goddess festivals ago, when she'd been hit by a bout of laziness and she didn't get up before sunrise... that didn't end well, because she lost her spot and most of the day's profits along with it. So she swore — never again.
Besides, a cute guy had offered the hot drink! She wasn't about to make him wait. Granted, the chance of other people being awake at this hour was slim, but if they also had visions and were as spooked as she was... nope, she wasn't going to lose to the competition, as imaginary as it might be.
She washed her face and changed into a cute summer dress and combed her hair and brushed her teeth in record time.
She had to smile as she arrived downstairs and caught sight of Zephyr. Well, the tea was ready, but she was drawn to the way he looked, all cool and seemingly unfazed by everything that's going on.
"Hi," she greeted, suddenly a little shy. "Sorry to keep you waiting."
Date: backdated to the night of the onset of the visions
Location: Dreaming Bridge common area
Situation: Ilda's spooked by the visions but a cute guy offers to have tea... how could she say no?
Warnings/Rating: None yet, will add if anything comes up.
Ilda asked for ten minutes, but she was down in five. She didn't do fashionably late; aside from not knowing that it was actually a thing to some, she'd also learned the hard way that the early bird did catch the worm. There was a time, several Apodeian goddess festivals ago, when she'd been hit by a bout of laziness and she didn't get up before sunrise... that didn't end well, because she lost her spot and most of the day's profits along with it. So she swore — never again.
Besides, a cute guy had offered the hot drink! She wasn't about to make him wait. Granted, the chance of other people being awake at this hour was slim, but if they also had visions and were as spooked as she was... nope, she wasn't going to lose to the competition, as imaginary as it might be.
She washed her face and changed into a cute summer dress and combed her hair and brushed her teeth in record time.
She had to smile as she arrived downstairs and caught sight of Zephyr. Well, the tea was ready, but she was drawn to the way he looked, all cool and seemingly unfazed by everything that's going on.
"Hi," she greeted, suddenly a little shy. "Sorry to keep you waiting."
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She took a moment to check out their photos (of course she'd set it in burst mode, Zephyr) and giggled. He really was adorable. Just look at that grin. "Nice! But we can make it even better."
Somehow the universe seemed to be on Ilda's side that night -- at least post-nightmare -- because there was someone else awake in the Dreaming Bridge at that hour and was conveniently making his way through the common room. "Hey, Mister! Excuse me!" she called out, waving her yimo up in the air. "Can you please, pretty please, take our photo? The front cam's not working very well in this low light." Conan did tell her to put an effort in taking photos. Plus, a grainy selfie's not going to make a very pretty wallpaper.
The stranger's expression turned somewhat dazed for a moment, then he nodded slowly. "Sure."
Ilda let out a victorious squeal and handed her yimo over to the guy, before scooting back to Zephyr and putting an arm around his shoulders. "To new friendships on Horrible Dream Night! Smile!"
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Ilda was something of a whirlwind, he was realizing; one who would probably get along very well with Sara and Kana, but was perhaps a little overwhelming in the moment.
But he smiled when told to, even if it was not precisely the happiest smile in the world, because it didn't cost him anything and it really had been a bad night for both of them, so what was a little extra effort to make her happier? He even tried to stop himself tensing up when she draped an arm over him, and mostly succeeded.
"Gonna take this to mean you're doing more than a bit better, then." This was wry, but not especially sharp; more a friendly teasing.