Rules: 1. Post with your character by creating a "card" with your name, sex, and preferences. 2. Tag to others. 3. You supposedly only have seven minutes, but that's up to the muns how many comments. [To hell with that, let's not put a limit on how many comments] 4. Have fun.
[ he looks again; yes, those are shoes, and he's certain ty lee would love them. ] They're heels. Stilettos are blades. [ he holds his arm out and flicks it, as though he can somehow summon mai's weaponry to unsheath itself from his own sleeves. ] Like arrows, but knives.
[ he puts his arm down. ] My girlfriend always used them.
She's not here. [ which makes this sound ten times worse, but it really isn't like that! if mai were here, he wouldn't even be here. dating is for nerds. ] I've been told it's a good way to meet people.
Oh. So... You're coming into dating... For friends. Allies -- networking in general. Sure. That makes tons of sense. ( who's bitter cassie's not bitter )
Does it? [ he has a feeling he's doing this wrong. it's like juggling; he tosses the plates but he doesn't know the forms to shift his body into to catch them. speed dating is like juggling, except it's merely conversation, something he can't do too well without screwing up. ] Isn't the point to this thing to meet new people?
[ this is jin all over again. that was a good date. she was cute. but iroh's tea shop wasn't speed dating ... was it? ] But can't you use it just to meet people?
Yeah. Because what if someone thought you were really cute or something and wanted to date you, here, but then you come up and say you're just looking to make new friends. You can make new friends other ways. Not with the word "dating" attached... ( you're adorable dammit and you suck dammit )
[ sages, that's what jin called him before she messed up his hair uncle had spent ten minutes on! is cassie going to wreck his hair? he didn't even brush it! ]
I'm not cute. Aang's cute. [ he's small and stuff, so. and he has that annoying childlike laugh that no one but his own family would be able to resist. but have you seen the scar, dude? zuko may be proud of what it represents when he's not having an off-day, but it's still not an attractive feature. ] No one wants to date me. [ it probably sounds sulky, and it sort of is, but: ] I don't do that. [ except he does, dumbass. ]
Okay. Not cute. ( she sighs ) Attractive. And - ( now she's getting frustrated ) Maybe I do. Maybe I think you're interesting. And maybe I think you're dateable. Maybe I want to go to dinner or something, or get coffee, and talk about where you're from and tell you about where I'm from and maybe I want to spend time with you and eventually maybe I want to find out what your lips are like or - ( she huffs frustratedly and totally exasperated. )
You don't even know me. [ it's not even said defensively, it's merely a stated fact. if she knew him, he doubts she'd have this very inaccurate assumption of who he is built up in her head. but he doesn't say that. he may lack tact half the time, but he knows that that's a little hurtful. ] How can you even think those things?
Not yet, but maybe I want to? Maybe, I don't know, you're actually pretty appealing which leads to me thinking you're worth my time. Trust me when I say I haven't had a lot of people I felt that about. ( idiot ) Maybe because in the couple of conversations we've had I saw something that I like. Is that really so hard to wrap your head around? ( probably yes because boys are really stupid
But the coffee comment She cannot abide that shit. )
I'm not appealing. [ it's difficult for him to wrap his head around it. ask him what he does for fun, he'll be even more appealing then. ] I want to get to know you, too, but ... [ he's not very good at reading the signs or even reading the big, blinking one written in block letters that says she likes him, but he feels like there's a but there, as if the spirits (or uncle, but he'd push him toward her like he did with jin all those moons ago) are trying to tell him something. there's mai to think about, and the fact that he's always getting into trouble. ]
Isn't that tea? [ that's what uncle has been telling him since he was like a tiny little cute thing that didn't have outbursts and thought the world was a big ball of sunshine! ]
Um. Have you met you recently? Looked in a mirror? ( this conversation grows increasingly frustrating with time. he really doesn't get it, does he? she wonders what it's like to be so blind to your own good qualities. everyone has demons and darkness but he really just sees himself as nothing that great. But he is that great. She'll just have to show him. Possibly obnoxiously. ) But what? ( fucking "stilettos" )
Tea's good too. But coffee is accompanied by feeling wide, wide awake.
[ that'd be right, stilettos. but zuko sighs, carding a hand through his hair. some if it sticks up, but most of it flops back down. ] Nothing. [ he doesn't even know where to begin; too much baggage comes with him and it's not fair for anyone to deal with it but him. a brief pause sits between them. ] I looked this morning. [ and all he saw was bed hair and a scar. he doesn't understand how that, and even the things he's done, can make him appealing. but her compliment is a little lost on him, never quite being a recipient for verbal compliments when the girls take to appearing out of nowhere like the doves. ]
I'm wide awake. But I don't need anything for that. Tea makes you feel good. [ having tea here means uncle is with him, even if he's not physically there to reprimand him. ]
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... to look back up. ]
They're not it.
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( derp )
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[ he puts his arm down. ] My girlfriend always used them.
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So if you have a girlfriend, why are you speed-dating?
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I'm not cute. Aang's cute. [ he's small and stuff, so. and he has that annoying childlike laugh that no one but his own family would be able to resist. but have you seen the scar, dude? zuko may be proud of what it represents when he's not having an off-day, but it's still not an attractive feature. ] No one wants to date me. [ it probably sounds sulky, and it sort of is, but: ] I don't do that. [ except he does, dumbass. ]
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Forget it.
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You don't even know me. [ it's not even said defensively, it's merely a stated fact. if she knew him, he doubts she'd have this very inaccurate assumption of who he is built up in her head. but he doesn't say that. he may lack tact half the time, but he knows that that's a little hurtful. ] How can you even think those things?
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I don't even know what coffee is! [ that's an outburst. ]
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But the coffee comment
She cannot abide that shit. )
Only the most delicious beverage ever.
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I'm not appealing. [ it's difficult for him to wrap his head around it. ask him what he does for fun, he'll be even more appealing then. ] I want to get to know you, too, but ... [ he's not very good at reading the signs or even reading the big, blinking one written in block letters that says she likes him, but he feels like there's a but there, as if the spirits (or uncle, but he'd push him toward her like he did with jin all those moons ago) are trying to tell him something. there's mai to think about, and the fact that he's always getting into trouble. ]
Isn't that tea? [ that's what uncle has been telling him since he was like a tiny little cute thing that didn't have outbursts and thought the world was a big ball of sunshine! ]
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Tea's good too. But coffee is accompanied by feeling wide, wide awake.
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I'm wide awake. But I don't need anything for that. Tea makes you feel good. [ having tea here means uncle is with him, even if he's not physically there to reprimand him. ]