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 Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2011 9:35 pm
(( Sorry! The server was freaking out on me, I couldn't get into forums at all! -.- ))    "I know I talk funny alright?
But I can safely blame it on
the most beautiful city
in the world! Merci, Paris!" "Keep it within reason, but I brought enough that you can eat a good amount. And the portions are pretty big," Kira replied with a smile, pointing to a couple items on the menu, "They have steak, BLT's, ribs, chicken breast, and sides of potato chips or french fries, for the American visitors." She couldn't help but giggle. Oh Americans. She scanned the menu quickly and found the soups. As the waiter came by, she bit her lip in indecision. "Good evening, my name is Alain and I will be your server." With a flourish, he placed a third menu on the table, "This is our wine list, we're currently having a special on the cabernet. May I get you something to drink?" Kira glanced away from her own menu, "A glass of water would be nice. Est quelle est la soupe du jour?" she asked, politely ignoring the list of alcoholic beverages.
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 4:03 am
 < Daisuke Nightfall > OOC: Same here. I couldn't post on guilds or anything... Daisuke was surprised. Chick asked him to keep the amount of food he could consume in reason. Looking at the menu while she pointed out the things, he scanned the page, staring at the small images and wordings. For a while he looked at it, wondering what he could get. He didn't really know french, so he'd try it anyways. He'd seen it in that one movie. " Waiter. Hamburgah and F......rites? Ah, get me fifteen Hamburgers, cheese included with fifteen orders of fries and ketchup. Oh, and get the lady some fish. She knows she wants some. Not that nasty fish, not at all, something a little kitty'd like, kay?" Looking at the third menu, Daisuke looked at the sky, tears falling from his eyes. Nodding at Kira, he wiped his eyes, silently thanking her. Time to get drunk. " One. Of. Everything. If I die from it, I die." The waiter was rather....surprised at this. Did Daisuke care? Nope. Besides, if Kira couldn't pay, he still had his Jack Black sized stack with him.
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 10:00 am
(( Haha, don't worry about the final bill costs and stuff, I figured it all using a couple different menus. )) "I know I talk funny alright?
But I can safely blame it on
the most beautiful city
in the world! Merci, Paris!" Kira could only blink. His shaky pronunciation of "frites" was actually somewhat decent. Alain seemed pretty shocked too, but for a very different reason. He looked weak as he answered "A-ah...madame, la soupe du jour est potage...Sir, d-do you mean a sample of each wine? We have twenty three different varieties including champagne and rose wines." Kira shook off her proud moment and turned up to face the waiter, blushing that Daisuke had guessed her decision. "Don't worry Alain," she assured him sweetly, "I'll make sure he doesn't kill himself. Bring samples if that's all you're allowed to do, twenty three is kind of a lot for one person. I'll have this herb-crusted salmon and that potage you mentioned."
She handed the dumbstruck waiter their menus and waved him off, placing her chin on her hands. She opened her mouth as if to say something, paused, re-thought it, and continued, "Daisuke?" she began, her voice dangerously soft, "Do you realize that this restaurant is très cher? Et l'argent qu'il en coûte d'avoir quinze hamburgers? Et vingt trois différents types de vin...!? Kira started rattling off in french so fast that even someone who spoke the language would be confused as to what she was trying to say. When she'd finished, she took a deep breath and pointed to herself, "Sixty," she then pointed to Daisuke, "Forty. That's as close to fair as I can get." She then facepalmed and sat like that for several seconds.
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 11:22 am
< Daisuke Nightfall > OOC: Same here. I couldn't post on guilds or anything... Daisuke was surprised..yet again. When the waiter spoke in french once more, Daisuke glanced at Kira, wondering why the waiter was going to bring SAMPLES, rather than the real things. Looking at Kira as she rambled off in french, he frowned, barely understanding. He heard hamburgers, different types of, and.....vin? That meant wine, right? When she pointed to herself and said "Sixty" and then at Daisuke saying, "Forty," he just had to speak out. " Meh, this is why you never trust a women with money. Y'see, did it ever occur to you that I could pay for both of us? You're not to only one with cash, in fact, after my last job before coming here I killed the Japanese Ambass- I mean, I met with Japanese Ambassador and he paid me a huge fee before his tragic fall from the Great Wall of China he had been visiting. And the Frenc- I mean, that one French Guy also gave me a large sum for helping him out, and when I say large, I mean large. I mean, seriously, being me is actually a well-paying job. I kill peo- I mean, help people, and I get paid for it. Heck, check it out," Daisuke reached into his pockets, pulling out some pens, a checkbook with many...many...many 0's, and a fat stack of twenties, but mostly hundreds. There were drops of blood on each bill however. Frowing once more he spoke, "Well, that's just ketchup, not blood of course. Anyways, I make that money by kill- helping people out, so I can pretty much pay for us both babe. It's a night for us to pig out, drink, get drunk enough so that I can take you to bed and have my way with you and your beautiful body, I mean, doesn't that sound like a great night?" Smirking, Daisuke stared at the ceiling, playing out the scenes in his head...yeah, that worked entirely....Yup. " Anyways, what's with the samples? I was talking bottles babe, bottles, not samples. You Frenchies are weird. Not you of course, you're fine....In. Every. Way." Daisuke held both hands up, motioning with his hands the Kira's curves. " Yep. Perfect babe, perfect indeed..."
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 12:18 pm
"I know I talk funny alright?
But I can safely blame it on
the most beautiful city
in the world! Merci, Paris!" Kira stared at him for a moment. There had to be something...mentally wrong with this guy. She had no problem handling money, and in fact, she probably held onto it better than any other material girl out there. And all the slip-ups with killing people? He wasn't hiding it very well. All that stuttering surprisingly (well, not really) ended on a very sly topic.
She shook her head, smiling softly. "I don't drink, Daisuke. And furthermore, I know I'm attractive, which is why I don't worry about men." As she spoke, she picked up the knife that was supplied next to a delicately folded napkin and began to absentmindedly twirl it in between her fingers with unusual skill, "I don't know why I keep trying to convince myself you're any different, when clearly you're not."
Alain, their waiter, returned with an apology, "I am sorry sir, but we cannot risk the lives of our customers by allowing you to sample each wine. We can only bring one bottle at a time, and sir, when you become visibly intoxicated I am legally obligated to halt all supplying of alcohol." Kira looked up at him, then to Daisuke, gesturing for him to do the arguing, since it didn't really affect her.
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 12:47 pm
< Daisuke Nightfall > OOC: Got Band Practice in a Few. Daisuke sighed when Kira spoke. So she didn't drink? Maybe she drank only milk? " Ah...so you know you're attractive....And what? I'm different from other guys in many ways. For one, throw that knife or try to stab me, then I could just as easily catch it, and then steal a kiss from you. You're talking with a very skilled guy here Kira, and I think i'm starting to like ya a bit." Turning to the waiter whom had just returned, Daisuke nodded his head when he spoke. Understandable of course, in every way. Daisuke didn't want to hold up the charade anymore. There was no need to at all, looking at Kira, noticing her gesture, he shrugged his shoulders, speaking French. A fluent, yet at the same time, confident and confused way. " Euh, ouais. Depuis que j'ai été trois que j'ai enduré d'innombrables bouteilles, des chocs électriques, les noyades, brûlures dans les flammes ... Je pense que je peux manipuler vingt ou trente bouteilles, monsieur, merci. Si vous avez un problème avec ça, alors je serais heureux de voir votre gestionnaire afin que je puisse ... euh .... le persuader .." After speaking, Daisuke turned away from the waiter, leaning back in his chair, mouthing the words to Kira, because he knew she had good ears, " I'm an assasain. Paid to kill people, trained in various languages, and skills. Ya still wanna sit with me babe?" (Uh, yeah. Since I was three I have endured countless bottles, electric shocks, drowning, burns in the flames ... I think I can handle twenty or thirty bottles, sir, thank you. If you have a problem with that, then I would be happy to see your manager so I could...uh....persuade him..)
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 1:17 pm
(( Cool, cool. )) "I know I talk funny alright?
But I can safely blame it on
the most beautiful city
in the world! Merci, Paris!" Kira rolled her eyes, "I don't want to stab you..." she trailed off as Daisuke began to speak in beautiful french. The knife dropped, clattering on the table and making the waiter jump. "I...I can still only bring a bottle at a time. I will be back shortly with the first and the water." Kira didn't even blink, so the waiter nodded, muttering to himself in disbelief and heading to the kitchen.
Acting as though she hadn't even heard the assassin part, Kira finally breathed, "You...speak...french?" Smiling broadly, the neko had to sit back in her seat to process it, placing a hand on her forehead to see if she was sick. After a moment, she looked to Daisuke with a slightly harsher expression, "This still doesn't mean I'm getting in bed with you."
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 1:29 pm
< Daisuke Nightfall > OOC: Daisuke shrugged his shoulders when the waiter left, saying he could only bring a bottle at a time. Sighing Daisuke looked at Kira, wondering what she was surprised, and smiling about. When she harshly looked at him, he smirked, staring at her. " I didn't expect it to babe. Did I ever say that I was trying to? Other than me saying that I wanted to? I mean seriously, do I give off that vibe to you?" Shaking his head Daisuke sat up in his seat, picking up a flower from the display on the table, freezing it with his right hand instantly to subzero temperatures. " Whatcha wanna do while we wait? Have I earned that kiss yet?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 1:45 pm
(( I actually have a piano lesson coming up pretty quick. Might be on later, but not at all tomorrow. )) "I know I talk funny alright?
But I can safely blame it on
the most beautiful city
in the world! Merci, Paris!" Kira chuckled, watching as he froze the flower, "Well, yes, you do have a certain...roughness about you." With her french accent, the "r" in rough sounded almost like a purr. She sighed, as though what she was about to say was difficult to admit, "But...I'm choosing to trust you. Because I think I'm starting to like you too Daisuke." she giggled, pointing to the flower as curiosity overcame her, "Can I touch it?" An eyebrow raised, and she hoped he understood that she was poking fun at him with a sexual innuendo.
Surprisingly, the smile on her face was genuine. It was strange, meeting a guy confident enough to tease her as much as she teased him. Not to mention all the excitement he had probably been through. Kira loved excitement. Anything high-octane, heart pounding...she lived for it. She shot a glance at the boy in front of her, Something tells me the more time I spend with this guy, the more fun I'll get to have. The thought made her heart leap. Even if there wasn't as much to him as she was guessing, he had more than any other guy she'd met. Things could get interesting!
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 2:07 pm
< Daisuke Nightfall > OOC: No problem. I'm about to leave anyways. Got tests tommorow too. Daisuke smiled heavily, surprised at her now almost true confession. Well, Ice Guy strikes again, taking the fast road to succes- Woah, did she just ask to touch the flower in a sexual tone? Glancing at her, Daisuke completely decided that she did. " Well, sure...if you want to have your finger frozen to temperatures below -10 degress, sooner or later obtaining frostbite in which noone but I could cure, and few negators....then...yeah, go for it." Daisuke smirked once more, at though daring her to guess whether he was telling the truth or not. Pretty much, no one could tell. " Well, truthfully you can't touch it at the moment...but if I do this.." Daisuke flicked his wrist, the flower now glowing blue, surrounded by a thin layer of ice, still a flower, yet something more. If you struck it, it would still retain it's natural properties. A work of art, something simple, but at the same time complicated. If one used this, then freezing oneself until the future would be much more easy and possibly doable. Handing her the flower, Daisuke finished off his sentence. " Then the flower retains it's natural properties, thus becoming the most beautiful in the world....After you of course...Kira Rose Dupont...." If she asked how he knew her full name, he would give her a simple answer. " I've got Connections."
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2011 8:38 am
"I know I talk funny alright?
But I can safely blame it on
the most beautiful city
in the world! Merci, Paris!" Kira watched, eyes wide as Daisuke turned the flower into...something. She took it, careful not to ruin the strange thing, "Will it...I mean, can it still die when it's like this?" When he said her full name, her head snapped up. She was about to ask, but shook her head with a smile, "You certainly are the most interesting person I've ever met, Daisuke."
In that moment, the waiter arrived with a bottle and a glass on a tray, along with Kira's water. "Your drinks," he said quietly, setting the water down and pouring the wine over his arm. He set the bottle down and mumbled, "Here at Au Soleil, we pride ourselves in quickly and effectively serving our guests, but you had a rather...large order, and it will be a short wait before the food is ready," before hurrying away, clearly nervous around Daisuke after their little spat.
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2011 9:02 am
< Daisuke Nightfall > OOC: No problem. I'm about to leave anyways. Got tests tommorow too. Daisuke, once more, was surprised. Whe was concerned with the flower, rather than her own hands, her fingers. Shaking his head, he spoke to her in a clear and seductive tone. " Of course it can't die babe. It's preserved for the future....heck, it'd last twenty-years unless I unfroze it." He noticed her head snap out. Preparing his answer, he saw her smile and then speak. " Well, I guess you haven't had a very interesting life." Looking up, Daisuke saw the waiter return with the bottle, as well as Kira's water. When he poured it into the glass, Daisuke nodded his head at the man, a slick smile on his face. " He-" The waiter was already gone. Sighing, Daisuke took his glass, holding it up towards the ceiling light, frowning. It seemed real enough, but was it strong? Taking a sip, he smirked. Strong enough for a first-timer, but not for him. He consumed it all in a single gulp, slowly dropping the glass onto the table, wondering when he'd get a chance to get some stronger stuff. Probably never. Grasping the bottle, Daisuke thought about pouring himself another. Nah....tipping the bottle over, he drank from the mouth of it, not even concerned to what everyone else in the place thought about him. Ten seconds. It was all gone and down his throat. Freezing the bottle he made it slick and bouncy, yet sharp. Crumpling it up like paper, he Slid it into his mouth, chewing on it, swallowing the ice. " Well then, I guess i'm not getting l**d, am I babe? Can I at least get the kiss?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2011 12:01 pm
 "I know I talk funny alright?
But I can safely blame it on
the most beautiful city
in the world! Merci, Paris!" Kira placed the flower in her hair and raised an eyebrow, watching him down the entire bottle of wine in under a minute. "That's...a little odd," she commented on the bottle being chewed, her tone indifferent. She took a sip of her water and smiled through it upon hearing Daisuke ask yet again for a kiss. When she'd swallowed, she replied, "You know what? I'll think about it." She laughed, letting the words sink in. That would sure perk up his day.
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2011 12:44 pm
< Daisuke Nightfall > OOC: Daisuke liked the flower in her hair. Made her look a bit better, if that was even possible. When she called him eating a bottle a bit odd, he shrugged his shoulders. True, it was, but he did it pretty much anyways. It was the new way to eat, and he was one that would try pretty much anything. After blowing out a cold mist, his eyes widened when she said she'd consider it. His head slowly bobbed up, eyes wide and smile perfect, teeth glistening with mist and white like snow. " Really now? You'll think about it it huh? That's the best I could hope for, eh Kira?" Licking his lips Daisuke put his elbows on the table, hands under his chin as he leaned in close to her, eyes a fierce gold. " Y'might wanna think quick, before I just...steal one from you, just like I steal from everyone else..." There was a subtle sense of seductivity within his voice, radiating throughout his entire tone. Smirking, he lifted up his right hand, running it through her hair, patting her on the head.
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Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2011 1:29 pm
"I know I talk funny alright?
But I can safely blame it on
the most beautiful city
in the world! Merci, Paris!" Kira turned her head away from him, though continuing to let him play with her hair. She giggled lightly, "Sorry, but you'll really have to convince me." Her eyes trained back on him slyly and she held up her hand, displaying a neat and very sharp set of claws, "I don't usually kiss on the first date." She winked, and for a moment forgot that this was a guy who kissed and killed like it didn't mean a thing.
Meanwhile the waiter was in the kitchen struggling with a cart that held two plates of hamburgers, eight on one and seven on the other. The fish sat delicately on the other end. He began to wheel the cart over to their table, and then realized that Daisuke's glass was empty and the bottle had disappeared. Confused, he turned to one of his associates and she shrugged, heading in another direction. Letting out a sigh, the waiter entered the kitchen once more, planning on bringing the other 22 bottles despite his boss's orders. "They're paying for it, so what the hell?" he muttered to himself.
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