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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 4:15 pm
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fwd: Sammy, Calder, Siddie
The Gruesome Grill & Dungeon was a local restaurant in town famous for very raw burgers and a dark, sinister atmosphere that made it perfect for cozy family meals, or business meetings, or dates. This was a combination of the last two.
Barth was slightly late, but Christof had taken care of the reservations, and while not altogether keen on the dating thing (Barth doubted Christof would be keen at all on the...other thing), he was at least tolerating it.
Barth usually dressed like he had stepped out of the Victorian era, with a helping of tail coats and vests and cravats. This was technically an occasion fitted for evening wear, but he instead wore a scarf and sweater in a sort of defensive attempt to be casual and non-threatening.
He had rehearsed what he planned to say about a dozen times, and still felt like he could use all the help he could get.
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 6:18 pm
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Calder was waiting earlier as usual, but expected the wait. He stood outside the restaurant, waiting for his boilfirend and adjusting his outfit. He told him via text that they were going on a double date, and since he felt an obligation to be just as pretty to please Bath, he dressed up to match. He wore a black jacket, now open, a plaid scarf as it was a bit chill out, a dress shirt and a vest, only because it was a restaurant, and a solid green kilt. He brought his saddle bag with him that hung by his side, and wore his hair up high with fresh flowers.
When he saw Barth arriving, he was once against relieved and greeted him. "I thought I might have went to the wrong restaurant. I'm glad it's the right one." He had never been to a restaurant like this before, and was very excited to be socializing with another couple.
He offered his elbow for Barth to take, in case he needed to rest against something as they walked inside, and held the door open.
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 6:32 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 6:32 pm
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Barth took the offered arm, giving Calder an affectionate kiss on the cheek and wishing they could just...spend the rest of the evening walking to the door.
"Yes, you've got it right. Look, I do apologize, but there's err...this is a little bit of a date and mostly some business I've got to take care of. But I thought you should be here. Err. And that it should be somewhere public. So there isn't a row. Not from you but um, but I'm not sure about one of the other parties..." Barth cleared his throat. "In any case."
He unbent, slightly, to smell one of the flowers by Calder's ear, and said quietly, "I'm glad to have you here. Are these waterlilies?"
Sammy's wave and call got his attention, and he straightened, slightly embarrassed. "Yes, err, hello Sammy. No trouble. You're right on time."
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 6:58 pm
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Siddie had spent a good hour getting dressed - not because she was getting particularly fancy, but rather because she was more nervous about this evening than she'd ever been. She'd almost talked herself into layers and lace and ribbons, but ... she was not a doll, not a toy for others to manipulate, and it was time she stopped looking like one. So, ultimately, she'd settled on a simple skirt with a layer of cobweb lace, a long-sleeved dress with a trailing, tattered skirt, and a black bodice over it, with knee boots underneath. Her hair was pulled up into a twist at the back of her head, and overall she looked very little like the image she was used to seeing in the mirror.
She arrived slightly late - fashionably late, Barth would say - and was not surprised to see that the others were there before her. At the sight of Sammy, she slowed momentarily, her chest clenching tightly. She could still just go. They hadn't seen her.
No. She wasn't running away any more. Siddie held her head high, forced herself to take a deep breath, and crossed the street to join the little group entering the restaurant.
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 7:30 pm
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Calder flushed, touching one of the flowers in his hair. "Yeah. You like?" He asked, proud of his choice in flowers for the evening. If Barth liked them, he'd wear them more often and try out other flowers he might like. The boil was looking as handsome as ever and pulled no stops for the evening, and Calder wished for a moment that they had the evening to themselves, but he was far too excited about going to a restaurant to be too sour about it. He curled his elbow around Barth's, and was ready to open the door when a ghoul ran up.
Calder didn't exactly know who they would be double dating with, but when he saw Sammy, he was a bit on edge. They had fought once before in the demon dorms, and while the ghoul apologized, they hadn't talked since. He wondered if this was the person Barth was worried about, and wondered what business would be going on. As far as he knew, no one here was in Student Council, but then again, maybe it was an inventing thing. "Hi Sammy." He said, trying his best to be civil.
He then noticed another ghoul walking up to them, looking pretty in lace and boots. He had never seen her before, and it was almost hard to make her out with her all dark features. He waited only because he wasn't sure she was part of their party.
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 7:38 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 7:53 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 7:56 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 8:03 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 8:07 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 8:11 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 8:17 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 8:26 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 8:30 pm
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