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 Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 6:56 pm
Dakota was totally making himself at home in the moon lounge, which was located in the far reaches of princess lounge and only if you really needed him, could you find him.
At the moment, he was taking a page from the godfather movies and had a small table set up, with juice and small little glasses right next to it.
As if he was just waiting for somebody to come in the door.
actually he was eyeing the door much like this:
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 7:01 pm
Otto was a Death Hunter. If he needed to find someone, he had all kinds of resources to get that information. The teen moseyed on through the Moon Division's side of town, ignoring any and all who might be waving or looking at him.
He pushed open the door to where Dakota was waiting, holding the door open a moment as he tried to register just what he was seeing.
It... it was just Dakota.. being weird.
The teen let the door close behind him as he stepped forward, hands slipping into his pockets and staring down the dark haired buddy. "Uh... yo."
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 7:10 pm
Dakota responded to Otto's yo, by rubbing his chin and nodding to the seat opppsite of him.
"So you have come to me Otto." Dakota said in a deep voice, mimicking the thick Italian horribly. Like truly horribly. He could handle french, it was easy. They hated americans, so he made fun of them.
He didn't think italians hated them, so he couldn't make fun of them.
"Do you bring tribute for your visit?" Now he was demanding things?
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 7:18 pm
Otto felt as if he was missing something. Like he'd walked in on the middle of a joke and couldn't grasp the punch line. He blinked slowly, furrowing his brows in contemplation.
"Y'watchn' too many weirdass movies there, dude?" Otto speculated.
Tribute? Did he... want more porn mags..?
"Uuuh.... I don't gotta any new porno mags for ya, man. How 'bout a Snickers?" And indeed did the small blonde punk pull a candy bar from his pocket.
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 7:56 pm
Otto did walk into Dakota's own personal joke. Of course, it was Dakota so....
"haven't got time for movies, Otto." he said again, in that horrible horrible italian accent.
"Come sit. A snickers will do, Damn I've been hungry for a while just sitting here and all thats in the kitchen is Edith's protein s**t." he snagged the candy bar and opened it, inhaling the smell of sweet salty chocolate caramel peanuts.
yes... Perfect.
"So sup brother? what did you come here for? How the hell did you even-Sorry forgot..Death." Dakota waved his hand, "so what are you here for again?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 8:06 pm
Otto wasn't sure if he should be amused or annoyed at Dakota's lame attempt at an Italian accent. He hovered between the two uncomfortably.
Otto tossed him the candy and took a seat, leaning back like he owned the place despite Dakota seeming to have marked his territory.
He gave a short nod and smirk when Dakota answered his own question. Death. Nuff said.
"I uh... actually gotta ask ya somethin', though I'm startin' to think I mighta gone to the wrong dude..." Dakota was off his rocker, but maybe his advice would at least amuse him. Entertaining, if nothing else. Hell, why wasn't he asking Lex this? He might get an answer that was sane and plausible.
...Later. He'd ask him later. This sounded a lot more hilarious, since Dakota seemed to be in a weird mood.
"I got a girlfriend, but I havn't dated anyone since before I left Deus. So like... over 2 years ago. This place ain't really date friendly, so whaddya got for dating advice?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 2:37 pm
"What's that Otto? Mumbling isn't very attractive bro." He was so busy hearing the munching of snickers that was it.
He caught on though as Otto asked his question and slipped out of his Italian role like it never exsisted, which was good cause it really never did.
"s**t dude, This is serious, I'd celebrate with you but something tells me that the girl you got might be one and few favorite ladies." Dakota finished the snickers and studied the death hunter. "It's angel right? er...I mean Eva right? You're dating sweet little Eva?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 2:45 pm
"Whatever. I mumble all the time." Otto complained with a huff.
Otto was a little relieved to see Dakota hopping out of his poorly imitated Italian role, giving the taller man a raised brow. "...Yeah, it's Eva." Angel? What a dumb nickname.
"So uh.. hands off, Mister Casanova."
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 2:55 pm
"Okay well, now that I can HEAR you!!!!" Dakota leaned over and raised a eyebrow, "You just call me Casanova...Whoa whoa whoa Otto. WHOA." Dakota grinned.
"You tell that to little Ms. Angel, She's the one who can't keep her hands off me."
Dakota leaned back, "Dating Advice, Dating Advice."
"Don't let her meet Dr. H? I mean that's how Candace and Jerry had there little thing end?" That was a half joke, not really funny. "But seriously, You guys made it this far, its not like you're going to do much different...beyond like taking her on dates and making her feel special every now and again. AND ALWAYS WEAR PROTECTION."
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 4:06 pm
Otto nearly got jealous, flashing an angry glare Dakota's way. However, he remembered Eva was simply touchy feely with everyone she knew, and he seemed to relax. It was just her way. Whatever she wanted to do was her choice. He'd still get jealous if he saw her cuddling with other people, but he wasn't going to get mad at her for it.
Not yet, anyway.
"The Doc is a creeper." Otto commented with a wince. He sure hoped Eva felt the same about that dirt bag.
Otto rolled his eyes at Dakota's advice. Wait.. did he even own any prote----WOAH woah, they were nowhere near that point right now. Maybe some couples had sex right away, but until Eva seemed ready for it, he had no plans to try for it. Hell, she still seemed unattainable, yet somehow he was dating her.
"Uh huh..." He scratched his cheek, eyes downcast in thought. "I don't gotta be cheesy n' stuff to make her feel special, do I? I don't really remember anythin' I did special for my ex.."
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 4:24 pm
Dakota took the angry glare well, and was accustomed to the look. It wasn't the first time he had seen it, but because Otto was a friend he held his palms up.
"Sorry that was a joke, I should've made that clear. If it helps, I've never really seriously been after Eva beyond a maybe a date or something. She's kind of...like...pure to me. You know Saya? She's on the same level as Saya." If anyone knew of Saya, They'd know that Dakota had a mild crush on her. But it was the kind of crush that was more like...she was his sister? Like a little sister and he'd hurt anyone that even thought about her like that. He didn't think of Saya romantically, and thus didn't think of Eva romantically.
Plus any girl that hooked up with his bro's were automatically taken from his list of possiblities to friends. Friend zone. ALL OF THE FRIEND ZONE.
"He's a creeper but a goddamn good creeper." Dakota liked Dr. H and their few lessons on flirting had done the moon hunter lots of help.
"Cheesy's not the word I would go for...." Dakota gestured down to the seat. "Look okay, I think it depends on the girl. You change your game because all the girls are different. Like Clerise, We went right at it. She doesn't need romance, she might like it but she never told me any different. She liked honesty, still likes that I got a big heart and stuff? She didn't want commitment, so we didn't do that..."
"And then Molly came, and She was more sweet? You know like..." Dakota hummed and hawed, "She was innocent. I took her on a date and stuff but honestly, she prefers me just being me? I didn't have to put some facade on."
"And lastly Candace, Candace was work. She likes insightful, to be talked to and to be listened by? We went to paris for new years and she got a real kick out of it you know? Because it was romantic. But its not about the setting..."
"It's about you bro. If Eva likes you, it's because you're you. I didn't get my girls, which i realize sounds horrible and you should know I care for them a lot, anyways..." Dakota sat back, "I didn't get my girls by pretending that I was something I wasn't and offering something I didn't think was right?"
"Does that make sense? Like I mean, we don't really have time here for dates or going out like normal people. I think you'll make Eva feel special if you remind her by telling her how much you like her? You know?" Because Otto didn't express emotion often, Dakota thought it would probably be better if Otto made sure once in a while to just tell Eva he liked her. "You know like....You guys cuddle or whatever you do and pop a 'I really like you Eva....' or compliment her....make her see that you like her like a guy does. 'Damn Eva, you look fine today. I'd tap that in a instant.'...." Please don't ever tell Eva that Otto.
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 4:46 pm
Otto forgives you, Dakota. Even if he did babble on. Calling Eva pure? Yeah, he related to that. Otto was half scared to touch her because she always seemed to far beyond his reach. It was a hurdle he'd overcome, because he really did like her.
And babble on Dakota did. However, it wasn't the bullshit he was expecting from him. No, this seemed like decent advice. Just be himself. Maybe not his whole self though, since he tended to be an insensitive a*****e if left unchecked. Yeah.. he needed to watch his behavior at least a little. But only because it was Eva. Anyone else got pretty much all the attitude he had to give.
Dakota's musings about them women he'd dated really got Otto's attention. "Yer way more observant than I gave ya credit for." Otto complimented in a casual tone. "I never woulda noticed that about anyone.." Did that make him a crappy Death Hunter? Well, he never claimed to be good at anything anyway..
Otto gave a faint hint of a grateful smile, brief and almost unnoticeable. "Thanks man.. that's actually pretty insightful."
Except that last bit.
Otto's face fell flat.
"I could never say that to anyone. Thank God yer joking."
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Posted: Sun Mar 03, 2013 12:06 am
"Of course! I'm a flirt." Dakota shrugged like it was no big. "My job if you will, is to watch women. I love women. I love their good, their bad. I love the way they dress, the way they smell, the way the act and the way the don't." Dakota started to shift his leg, moving it to cross over the other one.
"And I make sure never to forget their names or the habits that make them uniquely them. Man you've been watching Eva forever. Since time even started and the girl has been on your mind since you guys even met each other. YOU KNOW HER." Dakota pointed his snickers at Otto and smiled.
"I was joking yes. And yeah learned that one the hard way." By getting his a** rejected and getting it beaten about it too. Reine had shown him the light, and it had been honed by Jordan, and then reminded by whatever girl he met.
"Anymore questions young padawan?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 03, 2013 7:42 am
"That's like.. borderline obsessive. Stalker level obsessive." Otto commented with a flat expression, bright blue eyes judging him. So much judging. Still, Dakota had the swag to back it all up. Sort of. Maybe women didn't care all that much that he was a stalker. "I dunno if I know her that well." Otto murmured. "I don't even know what music she likes or nuthin. Or what she did before Deus." What was even her favorite colour? He assumed that weird pinky purple colour her scarf was, but maybe not? "I hate to pry, so I never ask."Otto's mouth gaped open a moment before he composed himself. "Ya'actually asked a girl... wow.." Smooth, Dakota. "Um.. no. I don't got anythin' else to ask."He paused a moment. "Come to think of it I'd probably fail any test if it had to do with anyone I knew. I don't know people like I should. I mean, at first it was cause I honestly didn't give a s**t about any of you." He was honest, at least. "If I tried to get to know someone more It'd just come off as awkward. I think that's what's scarin' me about this."
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Posted: Sun Mar 03, 2013 12:30 pm
"Whoa dude, I don't stalk chicks. that's not cool, and it doesn't work. I just pay attention to every detail. Jesus you'd think a death hunter would apperciate my thorough skills at observing and noting things..." Dakota mumbled.
"Well then I guess its a good thing to start on? Angel probably likes upbeat music, something that goes along with that bouncy attitude she's got." Dakota blinked and cocked his head, "Wasn't she a student? Thought she was just going to college when she came here." The moon hunter might've mistaken anyone from the age 18 and over as well on their way into college.
"Why? I mean at the prying thing?" Dakota was about to ask Otto to enlighten him more when Otto actually read his mind and did so.
He narrowed his eyes at Otto and leaned back in his chair, taking a huge bite of the snickers. "Well add this to your little mental file system. Name's Dakota Rainstar, gonne be 19 coming up here soon. March 17th. I was still in high school when they found me, just about to graduate a year early thanks to home schooling and my amazing level of genius. I love Rock and Hip pop music, I like to read occasional, yes I do read even it its not porn. I like books like The left behind series, or Harry Potter or Eragon or whatever. I like to dance, don't like to sing. Obviously I like women, I call any guy that comes close to being my friend my brother. I'm native american, Grandparents were witch doctors. I picked up some skills but seeing as we ain't excatly in the business for charms and natural remedies, they are pratically moot here. I miss video games..." There was a long sigh, "I miss video games intensely man. I know three different languages. Cherokee, English and a bit of Spanish. Not like Spain Spanish. Like mexican spanish...." He waited, "I hate the cold, Rather be warm then cold. I like showers not baths, I like to swim but hate to fly. I got attacked by a fire demon when I was a kid and he left a huge scar on my arm...which is why I got a bandage right here...."
Dakota smiled at Otto, "I feel closer to you already, and all it took was for me to pick up on the fact that you might actually care about me. No Homo. You don't think it'll be the same for Eva?"
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