111. Thirty-five

[corrinesbell]

It's getting pretty cold out. I guess it's the right time of year for it. ...I showed up in Luceti during weather like this. [almost three years ago.]

Anybody up for some sparring? Just hand-to-hand, no magic or anything. [Raine or Regal will probably yell at her about that...]

[[ooc: Looking for some sparring fun~ Also I can't believe I'm a month away from three whole years in Luceti. What is this madness.

Zelos' thread will be chronologically last.]]

Comments

[corrinesbell]

That's a dumb thing to try to prove you're better at anyway.

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

It's a manly thing to prove I'm better at.

[corrinesbell]

Getting drunk?

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

[He shrugs}

[corrinesbell]

[she shakes her head and sits down wherever they are]

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

[Zelos also sits down at the kitchen table, a thoughtful look on his face.]

Whaddya say to going out tonight?

[corrinesbell]

So I can watch you drink yourself dead?

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

I was thinking dinner, but if you wanna go to the bar too, that's fine.

[corrinesbell]

Oh. ...Dinner sounds good.

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

Sweet!

[corrinesbell]

I'll give you an hour to do your hair.

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

Well if you want me to dress up I can, otherwise I'm good to go.

[corrinesbell]

I guess we're good, then.

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

All right, let's go, then.

[corrinesbell]

[...So they go.]

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

[And there was a very nice dinner date. And wine. The wine was really good.]

That was actually pretty good!

[corrinesbell]

[Oh yes. The wine was very good. White, wasn't it? A bottle between the two of them. Dammit. Alcohol impairs ninja abilities. ...And makes Sheena do things like hold hands in public]

Yeah, it was. What was that stuff you got?

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

[This was the best plan ever.]

Chicken Cordon Bleu, though not as fancy as I've had it before. Not that it mattered, it was pretty good!

[corrinesbell]

Well the only gourmet chef I know doesn't actually work at the restaurant. So it wasn't gonna be, y'know, Regal-perfect.

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

Well, Regal's cooking is like sex in your mouth, but I think that's a little much to expect.

[corrinesbell]

That was really gross.

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

Whaaaat? Don't be so prudish, I was making a metaphor.

[corrinesbell]

You can make better metaphors than that.

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

All right, all right.

Hmm... I don't really feel like going home just yet. Wanna go to Good Spirits? Promise I won't get totally tanked and make an idiot out of myself.

[corrinesbell]

It won't take you long to break that promise.