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Ace didn't arrive early or late, just on time. He wasn't rush to find his partner, rather he found a comfortable place and relaxed, observed when other people interacted. He admitted that he signed up for fun, maybe it would gain him a new friend or enemy, the unknown was exciting to the Sun trainee.

He didn't dress up uniquely for this event, just his usual shredded tank with a pair of matching black skinny jeans. He was a bit interested to find out what his partner would think if they saw his make-up. Ever Ambrodiel seemed a unisex name......

To be honest, he didn't mind gender at all. Both sexes could be interesting though he seemed to attract girls more. Ace grabbed a pillow to put on his laps, then interlaced his hands to support his head, elbow resting on the pillow.

Despite the cold nature of the mist traine, the woman named Gretel Sweet had a rather cute casual wear style. Didn't sign up for the event at all, she was told her partner was waiting to meet her at the offices. Maybe her co-workers think she would be softer if she get a boyfriend, maybe they simply want to trick her because of her meaniness, her name was on the list of the speed dating event.

Wearing her hunter coat, she was puzzled by how informal the location was. A man welcomed her, she felt his color looked like he was coming out from the game Splatoon. She moved inside after giving the man a long glance, holding a strange sticker writing: "Hello, my name is (blank)". It felt natural to fill in her name but she hesistated.

Instead, she found in bemusement, people were introducing themselves. Her straight forward intepretation was it was an orientation for newbies. Thinking it might be the only answer, she allowed herself to relax -

- For a moment since she was given a name, a task to locate her partner. Gretel believed that was the step one everyone was carrying on. Land Essex, the name of the person she needed to find, honest speaking, she wasn't the type that would yell someone's name loudly in public.

Thus she took a place that she could see people passing by and began to hunt down that wanted person.

Zane didn't know what to expect as he looked among the gather. Cee could have easily been of any gender, the name not giving him any insight into what type of person he might have been dealing with.

The loud, high pitched cry containing his name however, solved all his problems.

Sheepish smile on his lips he slunk his way over, hand raised. "That'd be me. Assuming you're Cee then." Because why else would she be calling for him? Though, the lipstick kiss on her name tag certainly didn't help.

Arland 'Land' Essex

Finding himself out and about on the island again felt strange-- not nearly as strange as falling asleep for years, though. He didn't exactly recall most of the events that had lead up to the breakdown prior to that. Probably for the best, giving what he could recall.

Slender fingers came up to idly fiddle with the charm at his neck. He would have preferred to have had Tivadar with him in full physical form, finding comfort in the weight of the horseman's pick. Life had rules, however, and due to those he would gladly settle for knowing that he at least had his weapon within reach around his neck in the event anything went horribly downhill.

It was also a relief to know that somewhere in this room without tables or chairs, with pillows and blankets and other things meant for comfort, he had a friend-- provided Inoke still actually considered him a friend given however long it was he'd been missing.

Arland paused at the table to check in, snagging a name to write "LAND" on, using an extra second or two to doodle a couple leaves in one corner and a flower on another. If he'd thought to bring his pencils he might have taken the time to doodle something a bit more impressive, but he hadn't wanted to be late and he didn't want to hold up whatever line might be forming behind him either.

While Gretel might not have been the sort to shout out a name, Arland wasn't shy (something that could possibly be assumed from his bright accessories and broad grin). Why waste precious speed dating time with reading name tags when he could just play a little Marco Polo Arland Gretel.

"Gretel? Hellooooo, Gretel! Gretel? Nope, sorry... Excuse me.... Gretel!"

So far it was a good start, Melvin was at least cute and looked as if he gave some general care in his looks beyond the wearing t-shirt and cargo shorts to a date. “It is nice to meet you as well, Melvin.” Considering he already knew his name Sidney didn’t feel the need to repeat it a half a dozen times, instead he followed him over to a stack of unoccupied pillows and did his best to make himself comfortable without taking a complete lounging in bed stance.

“Yea, I mean I figured the worse case was I at least learned people’s names instead of having to say hey you across the training grounds.” Pulling off his hat, he found a safe spot for it before running his fingers through his hair to straighten it out some.

Brittney didn't have much to dress up with, so she went with the philosophy of less is more. She'd ditched the sleeveless sweater for a tank top, stuck with her usual shorts, but this time let her hair down.

The name didn't sound familiar. Though to be fair, Britt hadn't gone around learning about other people's names. She still thought of Gale as Blond-Hottie and Roland as Kid-Shorty. And as stupid as the name tags looked, it ******** beat having to go around asking people if they were "Lin Parker, oh hey! Sahara! Nice to see you didn't end up biting the dust back there," pun not intended.

Seren watched her date, curiously, as he made his way through his reactions to her question. For a moment, she got distracted as Joy came in, and caught the glare. Joy got a very confused look in return. Why was Joy indignant?

She refocused on her date, though, because she was here for him. She'd check with Joy later to figure out what was wrong. Her head tilted, amused at his 'thoughtful pose' moment. She lifted one of her braids off of her shoulder, and tossed it behind her. With care, just in case some one was in that direction.

She didn't want to get accused of assaulting some one with a braid.

His answer earned him a genuine laugh, however, and a smile. "Ah I'm sorry if I was too serious right off the bat. I was just trying to follow the rules, yeah? Feel free to ask me questions, though, in return?"

Elio's question got an answer in the form of a younger man and it took him a second to realize this must have been the man he was to speed date in question. "Elio Ferrari. You're Vasily yeah?" Hand held out, he smiled.

"Should we find a place to sit? I'd prefer a chair but-" He shrugged, hands moving after into his pockets as he took stock of all the assorted pillows and blankets.
"-when in Roma. I like your hoodie by the way." Experience told Elio a good way into to a conversation was a compliment. "I'd like to think I could pull such looks off, but I am a coat person myself."