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Post by Rem on Jul 23, 2008 13:16:35 GMT -8
Rem had never been fond of formal wear, considering they rarely made suits or tuxedos in his unique size, and for the longest time he'd had to wear tuxedos for kids. It was pure luck that he'd found someone at the school who specialized in sewing things, and had custom-made this dapper, albeit uncomfortable suit for him. Plain black suit, with a tie and a cream-colored shirt. This was one of the first dates that he and Delilah had been on in quite a while. They were usually busy and, though they spent a lot of time with each other at home, their schedules usually didn't allow for much dates. However, now was not the time to reminisce.
He'd taken all precautions at his juncture to prevent a certain lanky hobo from following them, or even knowing they had left the house. Hopefully, that party clown he'd hired would be enough to keep Shake distracted long enough for the two of them to enjoy a quiet dinner together.
Speaking of dates, Rem had no idea where to take Delilah. It's not that he couldn't plan a date, but regular dinner and a movie seemed too plain, too boring to put her through (and himself). He wanted something... different. He'd never seen Delilah in a dress. Not once. And so he'd planned this out nicely. Being as busy as they usually were, him with his gang duties and other school obligations, and her with school and her inheritance thing as of late, they had agreed to meet here, have dinner, and then let the night take whichever path it would after that.
"M'sieur? Are you ready to order~?"
Rem started slightly and snickered inwardly at the waiter's obviously fake french accent, but didn't let it show. Didn't want to be too mean.
"Thanks, but not yet, waiting for someone."
The man arched an eyebrow.
"Is that right~? A lady-friend, no doubt?"
Rem nodded and then folded his arms.
"Yup. The most beautiful lady on the planet."
"Well, well. If I see her I'll direct her straight to your table sir."
"Thanks."
The waiter bowed politely and vanished into the hustle and bustle of the establishment; and Rem waited.
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Jul 24, 2008 13:18:56 GMT -8
Fancy restaurants like this weren't really Delilah's thing. She preferred places like Boston's Gourmet Pizza for her 'fancy' dining. Casual, but great food and service. But she and Rem hadn't had decent time together since she had returned from her five month 'vacation'. So, she'd put up with the song and dance of the disapproving, snotty waiters, for her Rem. He deserved her full attention, without a certain someones with bandannas looming over their shoulder or hiding in the back seat of her car.
She entered the restaurant, uncomfortable in her dress. Yes, Delilah wore a dress. It was a black halter dress with a tri-layered, red fringed lace skirt. In the back, where her two streaks of red would have continued, had her hair been longer, were two ribbons of red, trailing down the back of the dress.
Self-conscious and unsure, Delilah approached the Matridee standing at the podium. She spoke to him softly, and he checked the list, then led her over to Rem, walking with such a stiff back that me might well have a girdle on. Delilah smiled at Rem as she sat down at the table.
"May I get you a beverage?" the 'french' man crooned to them.
Delilah frowned. She hated phony assholes like that. Her blue eyes flicked to Rem and she winked at him, before she looked back at the waiter. "Oui, j'aurai un verre de vin rouge. Et vous, le miel ?" she flickered her eyes to Rem and nodded for him to ask what he wanted.
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Post by Rem on Jul 24, 2008 13:46:52 GMT -8
Wow - the one word that resonated throughout Rem's skull when his girlfriend entered. Not only was she wearing a dress (and looking fabulous in it), but she seemed like a totally different person. He just stared at her wide-eyed as she made her way to the table and sat across from him. He managed to catch himself before his jaw hit the table and cleared his throat.
"May I get you a beverage?"
Delilah turned to the waiter and Rem used the opportunity to hit the back of his head softly, causing his contacts to pop out, and then put on a pair of semi-rimless glasses. He'd never told Delilah that he wore contacts, because he was pretty self conscious about it. He knew that his girlfriend would feel just as self conscious while wearing a dress, so he decided to not let her endure it alone. ...Not that she needed to endure anything other than his total admiration. She was gorgeous!
"Oui, j'aurai un verre de vin rouge. Et vous, le miel ?"
He blinked, catching the meaning of her nod, but taken aback at the fluency of her words; though he recovered soon after. The waiter appeared flabbergasted, obviously unable to translate what Delilah had just said. Rem chuckled and decided to throw the poor guy a bone by covering his mouth inconspicuously and mouthing 'Red Wine' to the guy. When a flash of realization hinted in his eyes, he recovered gracefully. Rem simply smiled.
"I"ll take whatever she's having, thanks."
The man standing before their table bowed slightly in acknowledgment and stalked away, but not before giving the Japanese youth a knowing wink. He then sat there silently afterward, just looking at Delilah.
"W-wow... you look amazing!"
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Jul 24, 2008 18:56:23 GMT -8
Delilah chuckled as the waiter walked off to get their drinks. "Jerk, you shouldn'tve told him." She chided him mockingly. Delilah blushed at his comment and tried too look sour to cover it up. "I do not....but thank you anyway." she smiled at him lopsidedly and propped her head up on the back of her hand. "You look pretty spiffy yourself...wait a- she leaned forwards suddenly, reaching out for his glasses. "You wear glasses? I never knew," after trying them on, Delilah would hand them back to Rem. "They look good on you. They make you look...distinguished'".
"Sooo..." she made a brief gesture around the restaurant. "Why here? Surely you didn't pick this place just because you knew Letz Shake would never be allowed in?"
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Post by Rem on Jul 24, 2008 22:12:10 GMT -8
"Jerk, you shouldn'tve told him."
Rem chuckled and shrugged wordlessly, staring at her, enamored.
"I do not....but thank you anyway. You look pretty spiffy yourself...wait a- You wear glasses? I never knew."
"Oh, c'mon, have you looked at a mirror recently? You're freakin' gorgeous. And... that's cuz I never wear 'em too often, love."
"They look good on you. They make you look...distinguished'"
He couldn't help but smile.
"More like nerdy."
"Sooo... Why here? Surely you didn't pick this place just because you knew Letz Shake would never be allowed in?"
"I'll admit, that's part of it, but the main reason...?"
He tilted his head at her and grinned.
"I just really wanted to treat my Delilah to a nice evening... and seeing you in a dress and... that makeover that Arim said she was gonna give to you... is quite the nice bonus."
Soon afterward, the waiter returned, pouring them red wine. Pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, he lifted his wine glass.
"A toast, to a date...finally, heh."
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Jul 26, 2008 13:25:10 GMT -8
"Oh, c'mon, have you looked at a mirror recently? You're freakin' gorgeous."
"Am noooooot. And you should wear them more often. They look really good on you."
Delilah watched him from across the table admiringly. He did look good in a tux, and the glasses reminded her of a suave Japanese business man...or drug lord, from the way he smiled.
"I just really wanted to treat my Delilah to a nice evening... and seeing you in a dress and... that makeover that Arim said she was gonna give to you... is quite the nice bonus."
Delilah felt herself blush again, but this time she smiled instead of scowled. "I'm glad you like it...I like it too. Even though it was my money..." she added at the end with a shrug. Shje wasn't mad anymore. She really thought she looked good, and that boosted her self esteem.
"A toast, to a date...finally, heh."
Delilah smiled in return and raised her own glass to meet his, the glasses clinking lightly together. "Cheers,". The raven haired mechanic lifted the glass to her lips and took a delicate swig, swishing the wine around in her mouth for a moment before swallowing. Sighing and smiling, she set her glass down and picked up her menu. "What are you gonna have?"
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Post by Rem on Jul 28, 2008 9:33:04 GMT -8
"Am noooooot. And you should wear them more often. They look really good on you."
Rem chuckled and rolled his eyes playfully.
"Let's agree to disagree then, Lilah-chan, cuz i'll never admit you're anything less than stunning. Cuz you are."
"I'm glad you like it...I like it too. Even though it was my money..."
"Well, I'd say you definitely got your money's worth love... not that you needed a makeover~"
He smirked and leaned forward to poke her on the forehead with his index finger.
"There's something about you in overalls..."
He let the statement hang for a bit, his eyes searching hers almost lustfully.
"Cheers."
There glasses clinked together and he took a sip of the wine. No sooner had he done this that his cheeks grew a biiiiit rosy. Not too noticeable if you're not paying attention.
"Cheers."
"What are you gonna have?"
He raised a menu, which was noticeably upside down.
"Cog au Vin... and you, m'love~?"
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Jul 31, 2008 12:38:08 GMT -8
Delilah blinked at Rem, who...could obviously not hold his alcohol. Smiling, Delilah leaned over the table and took the menu out of his hands, and flipped it over, taking his wine away as she retracted her hand. "Hmmm...Probably the Chipotle chicken salad." she replied, as though Rem's menu incident never occured. She looked around, but their waiter was nowhere to be seen. Delilah sighed. "figures, when we're actually ready to order..." she muttered darkly, passing a subtle wink at Rem.
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Post by Rem on Aug 1, 2008 8:21:04 GMT -8
"Hmmm...Probably the Chipotle chicken salad."
Salad. Rem's arch-nemisis. He suppressed a hiss and then smiled at her.
"Hmm...we should order..."
They both glanced around for the waiter. No where in sight.
"Figures, when we're actually ready to order..."
Rem blinked when his girlfriend winked at him, and then turned back to his menu, which was now mysteriously more legible.
"Ah!"
T_T
Startled at the change, he brought his hand up to his mouth, only to realize that the glass of wine was no longer there.
"Ahhh!!"
TT_TT
Weird menus...disappearing wine glasses... this place gives me the creeps... Rem sighed, closing his eyes for a few seconds and then glanced up at a passing waiter abruptly.
"Oi... we're ready to order."
This small man -just a few inches taller than Rem- peered down at the Japanese youth with a smarmy, indifferent look.
"Can you not zee? I am waiting on anozer table. I will have zomeone to ze table for you in a mom-"
The man paused suddenly, ceasing his butchering of a french accent, his face contorted with slight pain. Why? Rem's heel was digging into the man's foot, hard; the scene well hidden beneath a tablecloth.
"I don't think I asked for that information, sir. My girlfriend and I wish to order. Now. Make it happen."
His voice came out as a low, throaty growl, reminiscent of a stereotypical Japanese gangster. He tilted his glasses and gave a death glare for added effect. The waiter whipped out a pen and pad instantly, obviously rattled.
"W-what can I get for you folks?"
So rattled that he lost his French accent? Rem couldn't help but laugh as he nudged Delilah's leg gently below the table.
"Cog au Vin...Chipotle chicken salad. Pronto."
The man left hastily. Less than ten minutes later -during which Rem continued to play a little footsie- , their food was before them. Rem snapped his fingers and gave Delilah a smile.
"Hmm~"
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Aug 10, 2008 14:17:29 GMT -8
Delilah chuckled as she watched the waiter walk away. "Subtle...but not as subtle as his limp." She kicked her boyfriend playfully under the table (removing one of her stillettos before doing so, of course). As they continued with their ten minute game of footsie, the waiter arrived with their food, looking hoity toity and flustered still.
"Ah, this looks great," She said cheerfully, picking up her fork and taking a bite. Delilah finished her food rather quickly; it was only a salad after all, but the spice had been perfection. Folding her napkin and putting it back in the bowl, Delilah finished the last of her wine. She waited a few seconds...
Nothin'. No buzz.
Shrugging, Delilah coughed into her fist discreetly and looked down at the table. "Rem?" She fidgeted with the skirt of her dress. "I, uh...found something while I was downtown earlier...I thought it really suited you, sooo..." She reached into her purse and pulled out a small yellow box with a final fantasy emblem on the center of the lid and was clad in a gold and black bow. "I, uh...hope you like it."
If Rem were to open the box, within it he would find...a gold plated flippy cell phone, the front of which was engraved with the word "REM" on the very front, and plated in silver. If he were to open it, he would find the screen was in the outline...of a chocobo. The Keypad was the outline of Cloud's Buster Sword.
"It has waaaaaaaay too many features to name...it has GPS, Caller ID, preprogammed Final Fantasy ringtones, full, not those skimpy half -assed ones. There's a little how-to-use book in there, and most of it's in Japanese. Oh, I thought you'd like this," Flipping out her own cell, she hit a few buttons...and then...
The Chocobo theme began to play out of Rem's cell phone.
Smiling, she closed her phone and slipped it back in her purse. She self conciously tucked a few loose strands of hair behind her ear. "So, um...so you like it?"
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Post by Rem on Aug 11, 2008 20:43:19 GMT -8
"Subtle...but not as subtle as his limp"
Rem chuckled as she kicked him. Fighting back footsie-styled with the utmost enthusiasm.
"Hey, at least I tried, right?"
After a nice, uneventful (aka, shake-free) dinner, Rem sat back and pat his stomach. The alcohol in his food had definitely taken its toll on the young man, but for once, he actually seemed to be dealing with it well. Who'd have thought?
"Rem?"
There was a tone he knew well. She spoke hesitantly, and was acting a bit fidgety. Despite being drunk, Rem's eyes were keen on these signs. And this was strange behavior for Delilah. He steeled himself for any possible bad news, his mind racing, trying to remember if he'd done anything wrong, if they'd used protection the last time they'd had sex, anything that could cause his girlfriend to hesitate to tell him something.
"Y-yeah, babe?"
"I, uh...found something while I was downtown earlier...I thought it really suited you, sooo..."
Oh thank God! He mentally heaved a huge sigh of relief. Huh? What's this? Whatever it was, it bore the Final Fantasy emblem, and so caught his interest immediately. He accepted it gratefully and turned it about in his hands. A bow, a present?! Crap! Is this our anniversary?! I'm pretty sure it isn't!? Crap! I don't have anything to give her!! It's our anniversary and I screwed up!?
T_T
"I, uh...hope you like it."
He carefully pulled the bow off and opened the box and was almost immediately grew wide-eyed and slack-jawed by what he saw. A personalized cell-phone, his name engraved onto it. Flipping it open, he grew even more starry-eyed and slack-jawed and began trembling with excitement.
"A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-aa-aaa-a-a-aaa-a-aaa-ah!!!!!"
"It has waaaaaaaay too many features to name...it has GPS, Caller ID, preprogammed Final Fantasy ringtones, full, not those skimpy half -assed ones. There's a little how-to-use book in there, and most of it's in Japanese. Oh, I thought you'd like this."
The phone began vibrating, and then, the best thing ever happened. The chocobo theme song came on, more specifically, the samba de chocobo, his favorite version. He began to shake even more violently, as though having an epileptic seizure.
"A-A-A-AAA-A-A-A-A-AAAAA-A-A-A-AAA-AAA!!!"
"So, um...so you like it?"
His head would jerk slowly up and down, making a really strange noise, sorta like a really old door creaking.
"Y-y-y-y-y-y-y-yes....!"
The word came out as a small squeak, as his body trembled and he gazed at his phone as though it were the second coming of Christ.
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Aug 13, 2008 13:47:22 GMT -8
Smiling happily, Delilah felt a relieved and pleased blush creep onto her cheeks. "I'm glad...I'm no good at giving people gifts for no good reason." she told him, still a bit flustered from her nervousness.
"Anyway," she smiled more easily now, folding her napkin and laying it down on her empty plate. "I guess we'd better pay and get going; I didn't bring my car...I don't trust those valets with my lambourghini." she added with a huff, glaring sideways at the Matridee. She looked back at Rem with smiling blue eyes. "Are you ready to go, ooor?"
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Post by Rem on Aug 14, 2008 11:13:46 GMT -8
"I'm glad...I'm no good at giving people gifts for no good reason."
Rem settled down a bit, though he still shook like crazy, looking up at his girlfriend with eyes of adoration, nodding appreciatively.
"W-w-w-well.... y-y-you... sure got this one! But... I... don't have anything to give you... I feel really bad about that... and I got such a great gift too... And I have a favor too...."
He sighed, and lowered the phone, his shaking completely gone now.
"Anyway, I guess we'd better pay and get going; I didn't bring my car...I don't trust those valets with my lambourghini. Are you ready to go, ooor?"
"Actually..."
Rem reached into his jacket and took out a plain white envelope, resting it on the table before her. If she were to open it, she'd see a plane ticket, leaving California the very next day to Tokyo International Airport.
"I was kinda hoping I could ask you for a favor..."
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Sept 18, 2008 9:43:55 GMT -8
"Actually..."
Delilah blinked at her boyfriend as he laid the envelope on the table.
"I was kinda hoping I could ask you a favour..."
Puzzled, the mechanics eyes flickered from Rem to the envelope. Raising a skeptical eyebrow, she reached over and lifted the envelope up, slipping her finger under the lip of the envelope and lifting it open. When she lifted out the plane ticket, her eyes widened in surprise. She set the ticket down on the table again and gazed at Rem curiously. "Two things; why and you used my money to buy the ticket, didn't you?"
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Post by Rem on Sept 18, 2008 9:56:39 GMT -8
"Two things; why and you used my money to buy the ticket, didn't you?"
Rem couldn't help but chuckle at Delilah's reaction, and insinuation. He leaned back in his chair and brought a hand to his chin pensively, as though stroking an invisible beard.
"Well, this is going to seem really cliche by regular standards, but... See, well, the day after tomorrow is the anniversary of the day my adoptive parents died. I don't think I've ever told you about this. They were pretty well off and whatnot, but when they died their other family members fought over everything, leaving me with very little. I used it all up tracking Emily down and getting over here."
A little off-topic, but perhaps a necessary digression.
"Those so-called relatives had all but abandoned them in life, but in death, they were extremely useful, huh? Simply cash-cows? Nest-eggs? None of them had even gone to the funeral..."
Rem sighed and cleared his throat, drumming his fingertips on the table.
"They weren't my real parents, but they were good to me, y'know? I hate to think that there's no-one to go visit their graves, no one to remember them. I'd like to go pay my respects to them. At least once every year, on that day. And... I was kinda hoping you'd like to come with me... for... 'moral' support?"
He blinked suddenly, smiling and chuckling, embarrassed.
"Oh, and... the answer to your other question is...yes."
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