Welcome to Gaia! ::

Dacj answered the door, dressed for the occasion in a light cotton tank-tunic and with her trusty straw hat decorated with ribbon atop her head. She grinned at Sorcha, then immediately attempted to get on tip-tentacle to see over the other's shoulder, trying to figure out what had made the crashing noise. It was...very much the sort of thing she'd thought of when pondering Sorcha up to no good in mad-sciencey pursuits. She figured it had to be safe enough if Sorcha was going to be using it as transportation for them both, despite its rather beat-up appearance. "I see you've been busy," she said, settling back down on her tentacles.

Dacj wrinkled her nose at the choice of name for the vehicle--better to be feared than loved, eh? She was mildly alarmed about death rays overheating...what exactly happened when a death ray backfired? Was it still lethal? But she heartily approved of non-lethal deterrent additions to "Machiavelli"--anyone crazy enough to try and break into or steal it clearly deserved what was coming to them.

"I've been well~ Taking care of little Mirth and doing the usual routine," Dacj said. "And I am very ready to see the movie. Also to get out of this house." She hadn't fancied the lecture from her mother about Noe the other day, and she was staying out of her mother's way for a day or two.

"She's my drink-baby! Well, mocktail from HQ, same difference," Dacj said breezily, shuffling along after Sorcha to the "car" (hovercar? ship? she'd have to ask Sorcha for the proper term later). She chose not to answer Sorcha's question right away, clambering into the vehicle and settling herself in the right egg-seat with something like glee--she'd never realized how conducive the oddly shaped seat was for sitting with tentacles, and it was actually quite handy compared to normal seats, as she had a bit more room to get her limbs comfortable. She followed Sorcha's lead in figuring out the harness buckles, and squeaked as Machiavelli rose. "Her? It's a her?" she said, breathless as she moved forward against the harness to peer out the front, to see how high up they were. "She's amazing!" Dacj had also conveniently forgotten to address Sorcha's concern, though honestly she'd really and truly forgotten once they were airborne.

"Mm, I can see how true flight would be tricky--get someone with a little more experience with aircraft to help you?" the kraken suggested, settling back into her seat. Sadly she didn't know anyone herself--and her mother was not near good enough with machines to be recommended. And there was also the fact she was still vaguely irritated with the cat woman...

She chuckled at Sorcha's warning. "It'd be a bad thing if we got arrested on the first date, wouldn't it?" she teased back, before sighing wistfully. "Maybe on the way back. If we haven't managed to get in trouble before then."

Well, that wasn't really what she'd meant, but it was still a good point. "That sounds vaguely sinister but also very action-movie-y, so I approve on both counts," Dacj said, grinning. The ride to the movie theater was rather uneventful, though Dacj realized that having a driver prone to zoning out and cackling madly at some inner thought--while terribly amusing--was also alarming. Less so for them, because Machiavelli was very sturdy, but she was worried for the other cars on the road... So when they arrived in the parking lot safe and sound (and having not mauled anyone else either), Dacj couldn't help but breathe a small sigh of relief.

At least there were collision avoidance subroutines. Dacj took the proffered hand after unbuckling her own harness, and stepped out onto the parking lot with a little bounce. "Sounds like a great idea, a car that drives itself," she said honestly. She rather enjoyed the challenge of driving as a kraken, but there were times when it would be more convenient to turn on an autopilot. "And it was lovely, thank you~"

"Slushies!" the kraken said cheerfully. "I'll have popcorn if you'll eat some too." She wasn't fond enough of the buttery-laden snack to eat much, but she'd make a good effort for the first date...and it would come in handy for throwing at the screen if necessary. She fully intended to quip throughout the movie. "Right in the middle is fine, unless you prefer higher up? It's way too uncomfortable to crane your neck sitting in the front." Dacj wasn't displeased to find Sorcha reluctant to let go of her hand, and settled her fingers into a more comfortable position.