Yo. I've got this advertising idea for my mechanics joint and I figured you fit the look I'm going for. How comfortable are you around machinery? I just need you to pose with stuff. Nothing weird.
[ The flairs to the way she texted were fun little quirks. He could definitely appreciate that. ]
I'm thinking futuristic. You ever see one of those science fiction movies where the ladies wear those black bodysuits? That but tasteful. Like I said, nothing weird.
[Every once in awhile, Namur gets a really great idea in his head. And then the world and all its powers conspire against him, to make it not happen. But he's too stubborn to quit, and even if it takes him awhile, he'll find a way to make it work. That's how he feels about this date with Sonico, anyway. There's three elements needed, and only one- Sonico herself- made it easy. The first, her gift, suffered multiple setbacks and delays. Science is a tricky thing, but apparently if you throw enough money at it you'll eventually wind up with what you're looking for. The first element's delaying, though, caused the second element's issue- now the oceans are frigid cold, and not fit for a human to swim in. So it took even more time for Namur to find a subarch with water warm enough for Sonico. He may not have found a tropical paradise in the end, but he found something passable. So it is that finally he can bring all three together. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't excited. He hopes she'll see what's behind the tangible thing he gives her, and appreciates the intangible possibilities he's offering.
Well. Only one way to find out.
Namur's broad frame nearly fills the hallway in Sonico's apartment complex. He can technically stand upright, but he feels like he ought to stoop to avoid hitting his head. It's a strange perception and kind of unnerving, so after he knocks on her door he leans himself against the doorframe to wait, letting his knees bend casually just so. He's not as spiffed up as he might have been, had Thatch followed This Family's migration from Tellus to Genessia, but really that just means there's no glitter or gel in his hair and he smells like soap rather than cologne. With any luck, she won't take long answering. Namur has about ten seconds before he starts fidgeting, and the clock is ticking.]
*Sonico doesn't take too long to arrive at the door, but before she gets there he can probably hear some quick slamming of drawers, a couple of soft thuds, one of which is followed by a moan of pain. Yeah, so maybe she slept in and was struggling to be prepared for Namur on time. Because it's a date. Of course it is, that was the plan, and she can't just turn up to her first ever real date wearing her usual, can she?
So Sonico eventually appears at the door, hair tied up and lightly made up. She's opted for a short floral-patterned skirt with tights and a pair of boots a bit nicer than she usually wears, and a white top and cardigan. It might almost look like she got the idea for the look from a manga or something, but it seems the kind of thing right for a first date.
Once she open the door, Sonico stands there smiling at him, acting for all the world that she wasn't stumbling about just moment before. More than smiling, Sonico is trying not to giggle - he does just look so big standing there like that in her doorway*
*Sonico blushes at once at the mention - is that the kind of things people normally did on a first date? To hide her embarrassment, Sonico retreats into her apartment to grab a backpack lying in the hallway*
Don't worry - I've got my stuff all packed!
*So she puts on a coat, and then her backpack, and finally she is standing ready to go*
*Oh no, she didn't mean to offend him. He looks pretty unhappy by her comment, and at once Sonico is sorry that she responded that way. She adjusts the straps of her backpack as she moves closer to the door. Once she steps outside, Sonico glances to the side he'd hidden the blind fold*
I trust you, you know. If you wanted to use the blind fold... That's...okay.
Nah, seriously. 'S fine. Know how weird it'd look with me carryin' y' all over town blindfolded, anyway? Shit. Wanna have a fun date with y', not get my ass 'rrested. Jus' have y' close yer eyes when we get close, aye?
[Namur takes her hand in his, threading his fingers between hers just a touch- as much as his webbing will allow.]
Oh - I suppose you're right. I'm sure it would cause all sorts of problems if we were seen like that.
*Sonico blinks as she considers the consequences, hoping that they would manage to have a hassle free date*
Just say when and I'll close my eyes.
*When he takes her hand, Sonico starts in surprise, unsure about what's going on. No one has ever held her hand like that, never mind a guy with shark hands. It makes her more surprised than she knows it should, but she does her best to act like it's totally normally as she closes her apartment door and readjusts her backpack strap with her free hand*
Well, first off, there's this really happenin' place. Film a whole buncha action movies an' shit there, so y' know 's gonna be 'xcitin'...
[It's the el train. He takes her to the el train and helps her board, snagging a spot for himself in one of the standing areas, though he hunches over in it. As soon as the train car inevitably clears out at the next stop, he moves over and takes up his favorite seats on the bench- right in the corner, so he can sit sideways with a leg up for balance and fit his fin into the angular space behind. Sonico is free to join him, if she so desires. Genessia's a big city, after all, and the train makes a roundabout circuit.]
A'ight, so the train ain't actually as 'xcitin' as all that. But they do show up in a buncha movies an' shit. Sheheheh!
*Sonico may not have sounded entirely sure about that - she was hardly an expert on first dates, but that wasn't one of the usual ones, was it? Still, Namur seems pretty excited, so Sonico smiles and is happy to go with it.
Being on a train with him is quite the experience as it's quite clear that it really isn't made for someone of his size. She sits down next to him, careful to leave a space between them, concerned at how cramped he is*
Used t' dealin' with this shit, so it don't bother me none. Sheheheh!
[He does his best not to notice the people that duck in and then quickly duck out of their car as soon as they see him, too, but that's a little bit harder to do when they gasp or give muted screams. Sonico has no idea how brave she's being.]
When's yer next concert gonna be? Lookin' forward t' hearin' yer new songs.
*Sonico half frowns and half pouts when she sees how people react to Namur sitting cramped in the car. For some reason, she feels pretty protective about him, and shuffles to sit even closer to him. She looks up with a smile, happy to have something else to talk about*
Hmm? Oh, I don't know. I'm not sure I'm ready to sing anything new at a large gig. Maybe something much smaller.
[Namur doesn't mind her shifting closer. He leans an elbow on his propped-up knee, and angles his hand palm up toward her. Just in case she kinda liked that hand-holding thing.]
Think a 'bout a dozen li'l bars an' clubs an' shit that'd love t' have y' play for 'em. Or were y' thinkin' like maybe one or two friends an' that's it?
[That's... new. He grins a little, twitching his thumb up to caress the side of her finger.]
Sweetheart, y' killed it at the Winter Gala. Course folks is gonna wanna see more! Hell, bet y' could get ol' Gale t' letcha play at Afterlife, anyway.
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Date: 2016-08-29 12:42 am (UTC)This is Tony, fyi & btw.
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Date: 2016-08-29 04:39 am (UTC)Hi Tony fyi & btw! ^^
Machinery is no problem! It's the outfit that's usually the questionable bit - what did you have in mind?
xo
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Date: 2016-08-29 02:44 pm (UTC)I'm thinking futuristic. You ever see one of those science fiction movies where the ladies wear those black bodysuits? That but tasteful. Like I said, nothing weird.
xoxo
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Date: 2016-08-29 02:48 pm (UTC)Yes, I know the thing, and that sounds good to me! Let me know when you want to shoot and how long for, and I'll fit it into my schedule!
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Date: 2016-08-29 05:41 pm (UTC)[text]
Date: 2016-08-29 07:03 pm (UTC)I should be free tomorrow afternoon for a few hours, if that works for you!
xo
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Date: 2016-09-02 10:12 pm (UTC)xoxo
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Date: 2016-09-03 06:21 am (UTC)Christmas Date!
Date: 2017-01-17 11:57 pm (UTC)Well. Only one way to find out.
Namur's broad frame nearly fills the hallway in Sonico's apartment complex. He can technically stand upright, but he feels like he ought to stoop to avoid hitting his head. It's a strange perception and kind of unnerving, so after he knocks on her door he leans himself against the doorframe to wait, letting his knees bend casually just so. He's not as spiffed up as he might have been, had Thatch followed This Family's migration from Tellus to Genessia, but really that just means there's no glitter or gel in his hair and he smells like soap rather than cologne. With any luck, she won't take long answering. Namur has about ten seconds before he starts fidgeting, and the clock is ticking.]
Sorry for Late - I Suck At Life RN
Date: 2017-01-20 06:52 pm (UTC)So Sonico eventually appears at the door, hair tied up and lightly made up. She's opted for a short floral-patterned skirt with tights and a pair of boots a bit nicer than she usually wears, and a white top and cardigan. It might almost look like she got the idea for the look from a manga or something, but it seems the kind of thing right for a first date.
Once she open the door, Sonico stands there smiling at him, acting for all the world that she wasn't stumbling about just moment before. More than smiling, Sonico is trying not to giggle - he does just look so big standing there like that in her doorway*
Hello!
No worries, life happens! XD
Date: 2017-01-21 04:32 am (UTC)Mornin', Sunshine!
[Even though it's after noon.]
Don't forget yer swim gear, 'less y' wanna go skinny dippin'. Wait, actually I like that idea...
[He waggles his eyebrows. He's kidding, though. Mostly.]
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Date: 2017-01-22 11:06 am (UTC)*Sonico blushes at once at the mention - is that the kind of things people normally did on a first date? To hide her embarrassment, Sonico retreats into her apartment to grab a backpack lying in the hallway*
Don't worry - I've got my stuff all packed!
*So she puts on a coat, and then her backpack, and finally she is standing ready to go*
Okay! Shall we?
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Date: 2017-01-23 10:36 pm (UTC)Jus' one more thing 'fore we head out.
[He holds up a blindfold.]
How much d' y' trust me?
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Date: 2017-01-23 10:50 pm (UTC)Trust you? I do but..but why the - the blindfold thing?
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Date: 2017-01-24 12:49 am (UTC)[Yeah, no. It was a dumb idea. He'll just. Stick that back in his pocket and forget it's there.]
Nevermind. Shitty idea.
[Namur cringes a little, running his palm over the back of his head. Okay, it'll be fine though. Just get moving.]
Anyway, let's go.
[He motions his head down the hallway, then stands to do just that.]
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Date: 2017-01-24 08:21 pm (UTC)I trust you, you know. If you wanted to use the blind fold... That's...okay.
(no subject)
Date: 2017-02-02 09:43 pm (UTC)[Namur takes her hand in his, threading his fingers between hers just a touch- as much as his webbing will allow.]
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Date: 2017-02-02 10:21 pm (UTC)*Sonico blinks as she considers the consequences, hoping that they would manage to have a hassle free date*
Just say when and I'll close my eyes.
*When he takes her hand, Sonico starts in surprise, unsure about what's going on. No one has ever held her hand like that, never mind a guy with shark hands. It makes her more surprised than she knows it should, but she does her best to act like it's totally normally as she closes her apartment door and readjusts her backpack strap with her free hand*
So...where to?
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Date: 2017-02-02 11:35 pm (UTC)[It's the el train. He takes her to the el train and helps her board, snagging a spot for himself in one of the standing areas, though he hunches over in it. As soon as the train car inevitably clears out at the next stop, he moves over and takes up his favorite seats on the bench- right in the corner, so he can sit sideways with a leg up for balance and fit his fin into the angular space behind. Sonico is free to join him, if she so desires. Genessia's a big city, after all, and the train makes a roundabout circuit.]
A'ight, so the train ain't actually as 'xcitin' as all that. But they do show up in a buncha movies an' shit. Sheheheh!
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Date: 2017-02-03 10:33 pm (UTC)*Sonico may not have sounded entirely sure about that - she was hardly an expert on first dates, but that wasn't one of the usual ones, was it? Still, Namur seems pretty excited, so Sonico smiles and is happy to go with it.
Being on a train with him is quite the experience as it's quite clear that it really isn't made for someone of his size. She sits down next to him, careful to leave a space between them, concerned at how cramped he is*
Is this okay? I mean...are you comfortable?
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Date: 2017-02-09 03:07 am (UTC)Used t' dealin' with this shit, so it don't bother me none. Sheheheh!
[He does his best not to notice the people that duck in and then quickly duck out of their car as soon as they see him, too, but that's a little bit harder to do when they gasp or give muted screams. Sonico has no idea how brave she's being.]
When's yer next concert gonna be? Lookin' forward t' hearin' yer new songs.
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Date: 2017-02-09 10:11 pm (UTC)Hmm? Oh, I don't know. I'm not sure I'm ready to sing anything new at a large gig. Maybe something much smaller.
(no subject)
Date: 2017-02-25 09:23 pm (UTC)[Namur doesn't mind her shifting closer. He leans an elbow on his propped-up knee, and angles his hand palm up toward her. Just in case she kinda liked that hand-holding thing.]
Think a 'bout a dozen li'l bars an' clubs an' shit that'd love t' have y' play for 'em. Or were y' thinkin' like maybe one or two friends an' that's it?
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Date: 2017-02-25 10:01 pm (UTC)*Sonico looks up at him hopefully, too scared to really believe it so easily*
That's...what I was thinking. Just...little quiet gigs. I haven't really done that sort of thing before.
*She glances down at his hand, and while she might be embarrassed to put her hand in his, she does walk a couple of fingers across his palm*
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Date: 2017-02-25 10:51 pm (UTC)Sweetheart, y' killed it at the Winter Gala. Course folks is gonna wanna see more! Hell, bet y' could get ol' Gale t' letcha play at Afterlife, anyway.