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 Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 8:45 pm
The theatre was really busy, but Irelia managed to shove her way through the throng to get her aforementioned popcorn (and she broke some kneecaps along the way as strangers "accidentally" brushed her boobs. So she "accidently" stomped on their feet with her stilletos.)
Theatre 3 was already dark when she got back and she had no idea where Anthony was sitting. Her confidence deflated slightly as she peered around the theatre, trotting down the stairs with a deer in headlights sort of look on her face. She ignored the catcalls, and finally spotted ********, could you pick a more out of the way seat?" Irelia drawled, and collapsed in the seat behind her, throwing a handful of popcorn in to the kid in front of them who had curled one hand in to the a-ok sign and was sticking a finger in and out of it.
"p***k." Irelia said conversationally.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 8:49 pm
"Seriously, Irelia," he said. "Do you really think I want to be closer to the screen than I absolutely have to be?" He stole some of her popcorn, since that was how movies were supposed to be, then made a face. "I doubt this was popped this week, much less today."
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 9:00 pm
"That's how its supposed to be. Vaguely repulsing, and yet you can't stop eating it," Irelia munched on the soggy popcorn, soaked in butter, happily.
The movie was. Awkward. Irelia did have fun throwing popcorn at the screen, and about half the theatre almost swarmed her, and all the girls screamed when Edward came on the screen (Irelia chose to scream when Victoria, the baddie, came on. It pissed off people even more).
About halfway through, Edward and Bella tried to kiss. That was painful to watch.
"Ugh. God can they be anymore awkward? Thats not even hot kissing. That's like. Lukewarm, ooops we accidentally fell on each other kissing."
Irelia was leaning over and whispering to Anthony. The people in the theatre were already about to snap.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 9:03 pm
He looked at her, blinking at how close her face was. "I wouldn't know," he drawled. "My first kiss was with a ghost." His second had been Jace, and that definitely hadn't involved tongue, or anything. The ghost's had, but he was trying to ignore that memory.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 9:06 pm
"Neither do I but I've watched a lot of movies," Irelia grinned, and watched the screen again, still close, "Not enough tongue," Irelia decided.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 9:07 pm
"Of course not," he said. "Who would be stupid enough to stick their tongue down the throat of a person with fangs sharper than my snake's?" It earned him several dirty looks of hatred, since obviously he didn't understand the sex appeal of vampires.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 9:17 pm
Irelia rolled her eyes.
"You obviously have not read the books otherwise you'd KNOW he doesn't have fangs. Which, in my opinion is sort of fail."
Irelia shrugged.
"I guess its sorta like the appeal of bad boys to us. We just can't stay away. Which makes you sort of like a paradox since like. Half the people are watching us and the other half are watching the screen. You are competing with Edward for the pretty olympics."
Irelia gave the crowd a dirty look.
"Ok seriously. Want to leave? I know the ending anyway, they showed most of it on the trailer."
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 9:19 pm
"Dear lord, please tell me you aren't joking," he said, trying to ignore the looks. He stood, offering her his hand. "So not only does he not burn in direct sunlight, he doesn't even have fangs? Tell me, how exactly is he a vampire, then?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 9:27 pm
"He's not," Irelia tried to explain as she led him out (people cheered), "He's more like... a vapid, multi personality masochistic pretty sparkly supposedly dangerous thing that really really likes that idiot girl. Its vaguely confusing."
Irelia pulled her coat back on and shivered.
"So, where to now? My curfews at ten and its barely 8."
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 9:29 pm
He shrugged, looking around. "To be honest, I have no idea. But it's a bit cold here, we could go somewhere to get hot chocolate, if you want?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 9:31 pm
"Oh god, chocolate. I'm totally in. But not starbucks. Their hot chocolate tastes like a**."
Looking around, Irelia spotted a tiny, dark cafe.
"That looks good. And mysteriousssss. Maybe they have like different cups and saucers, all boho and s**t!"
Irelia was for some reason really keen on that idea. It seemed sort of hip.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 9:34 pm
"Sure," he said, offering her his arm and heading for the small, dark cafe. "I was thinking of getting a job at a cafe," he told her. "When I get back from my vacation, that is. There's a little place not too far from here that I went to with Delilah the other day."
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 9:45 pm
This was well. Weird.
They were sorta on a real for reals sorta date. And were now heading in to a sort of shady cafe that had draped fabric on the walls and lots of little nooks and crannies throughout it. It was awesome and atmospheric and pretty adult.
Irelia was impressed.
There was no barrista station that Irelia could see, so she led Antony to a little out of the way table. A dour girl with too much goth makeup on asked if they wanted something to drink and Irelia ordered them the biggest hot chocolate they could get.
"So. Truth or Dare," Irelia demanded, falling back on the old sleepover game, "Rule one: If you decide not to tell the truth and you TOTALLY know I'll know, I can't turn that part off, I'll spread rumours that you are totally gay for yourself. Rule two: If you decline playing the game you'll have to forfeit and that means I can make a demand on you. These rules have been passed down through the ages."
Their hot chocolate arrived, and Irelia muttered a thanks.
"So... Truth. or. Dare." She said it like a threat.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 9:47 pm
He raised an eyebrow, taking his hot chocolate. "That means we both have that option," he reminded her. "Besides, I doubt there's much interesting I can tell you, so fine. Ask your question and I'll decide which I'll take."
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