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[For some people in a small, crazy town, you just wanted a quiet life. A quiet life with your magic psychic powers and decently sized house and employment to a shadowy vampire-slaying organization.

And then in the last couple years everything just goes to shit.

So, today, irritated and bored, a certain hot redhead is sitting at the outdoor seats of a cafe, clearly waiting for something, and being both classy and incredibly dismissive to the people who try to take that ever sit with here.]

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[Well, some people are in fact ~~doofheads~~ ~~foxes, maybe???~~ always a bit late unless there's something that requires punctuality. It might have to do with how he has to layer even in summer, still. But regardless, he arrives after not too terribly long, hopping the waist-high black metal fence and taking a seat across from her. He might have a laptop bag with him, even!]

Sorry, sorry, I think I mixed up the address.

Next time I'm just going to send it in the text, Xanti.

[She can't keep from smiling a little, though--she's glad to see him, whatever the circumstances, even if he is a fluffheaded cottonball of a man.]

I wasn't waiting that long this time, though.

Well that's good. It's a miserably hot day, don't you agree? I can't wait for those rainstorms they promised. So. You mentioned needing me for something in the email, but, you didn't say what. Just to arrive here, evidently, and right about now, more or less. Well, check and check. How can I be of help to you?

What, can't I ask you out on a date?

[It sounds perfectly true, but she glances down at her phone, laying to an empty text form--at an angle only he'd really be able to read it.

'anonymous tip claims amemiya's starting to move. Ionesco wants his power identified ASAP'.]

Oh well. That's not usually why people call me, but I'm not complaining.

[He looks at the text, reads in a couple glances, and sighs.]

...The case I've been working on has been driving me nuts. The client wants me to capture packets from a database, but here's thing, we don't know where it's based. The best I could do is tell the client the proxies, and that's probably not good enough. Let me tell you, a date sounds good right about now.

Yeah...? Well, then don't worry about your job right now.

[Taking the phone off the table, and sighing.] ...'Sfunny, though. I heard one of the kids I grew up with might be in town, too. It's been a weird few days.

Oh? Well why don't we look them up? I figure a boarding school girl like you would probably want to see her friends.

[He chuckles a bit.]

Seems awkward you'd want a date with all that on your plate, then.

I want to see you.

[Huffing, a little.]

C'mon, Xanti. You've been working yourself to the bone, lately. And if shit's going to get busier for both of us...isn't now the best time to just spend it on ourselves?

[I mean, aside from the fact they probably really do just live together in practice if not on paper, this is a sound argument?]

[He shrugs a bit. Yeah, he's been working non-stop on some huge projects; she probably come in to find him asleep at his desk or on his couch working on stuff. So he really can't argue.]

Well, here I am. You see me, right? I'm not going to go anywhere, even.

...[Reaching across the table to boop his nose.] Then order something, goober. My treat.

Well, if I knew you were buying, then... I probably still would have gotten lost.

[He smiles and he'll look over the menu. And then glance up, red eyes over his sunglasses and his smile not reaching them.]

The Nothing Man is moving.

...[She doesn't appear to outwardly react, but she immediately reaches out to keep the waiter from touching her glass of water to refill it. Not yet, she says.

Given the incredible hum of energy in the air, she just saved a man's life.]

Is he, now? That's...going to make this more problematic.

[He does place his order though, just a cup of latte and a couple biscotti.]

It means all the big players are coming, doesn't it? We're going to be busy.

Yeah...I could have stood it being boring a little while longer.

[She'll get something...ridiculously strong. The waiter asks her if she's sure and she just stares at him. right.]

They say Najafi completed her mission with some extras, too. At this rate, maybe even the boss'll turn up? ...God, that'll be a mess.

Y'see, that's the part I dislike. Najafi's supposed to be a professional, right? And she brings home some science project. The bosses aren't supposed to move openly, either, and three of them are looking like they'll be involved. And we're not supposed to do anything more than freelance, and yet, I bet before this is over we're going to be in the deepest part of it.

[He shakes his head.]

I'd move, if the quiet wouldn't drive me insane.

...I could probably afford to have us in Hawaii for the next month while this blows over?

[Siiiiigh.] Look. I'll track down Will tomorrow, try and get some info or at least a ridiculous amount of power on our side. But right now, today? I meant it. Date. Not worrying about any of this. Got it?

[He considers this, and then takes his coffee from the waiter.]

Okay, then. Date it is. God, I haven't been on one of these properly since high school.

[Xanti that can't have been more than four or five years tops, you look like you hit about eighteen and decided aging was a thing people who weren't albino did.]

I don't really think I want to hear about how long it's been for you?

[She grins a little at him, over her coffee.] It's not that hard, though. Cafe, movie, dinner...maybe dessert, if you're real good. ♥

Oho, how traditionally picked out of you! I wouldn't have thought you to be the sort, but... I like it, I like it. A girl like you could demand anything so why not do it like this.

I figure, I've tried everything but doing it the proper way...why not make it classic?

[Laughing, and shaking her head.] It's not really 'dates' at a...private school, really. But with a job like mine, you learn a lot about ideals.

[...Well of course someone like her would be a model beginning to moonlight with acting. With a face like hers...it's no wonder.]

[Well, he seems to be looking at her in a way that says "not just your face." Because well, Xanti knows exactly how good she is at all of this.]

Well, for whatever the reason is, I'm glad you chose to do this with me. I can't think of a better way to spend a day.

[She'll just smirk a little, even if he's gotten her to blush. She does like getting that look out of him, turns out.]

And I can't think of anyone else I'd call for it. So.

[He laughs a bit at that and then begins chewing on one of those biscotti. Super hard there...]

Well, I'm glad to hear that.

At this point, I'd be kind of worried if you really thought there were any others I could possibly bother to give the time of day, Xanti.

[She's content to drink her coffee and watch him nom on iron biscotti for a little while.]

Or have I not been paying enough attention to you, lately?

Well, part of it has been my own work schedule. Things have been busy, since we had that proxy issue crop up... but I would like you to come around more, you know.

[NOM NOM AAAUGH I WILL NOT LOSE.]

[IRON BISCOTTI WILL NEVER GIVE UP. NEVER SURRENDER!!]

Is that so...I'm sure I can find all kinds of reasons to drop in, if that's the case.

[He probably looks ridiculous trying to defeat this thing.]

I will not turn down you visiting for any reason.

Maybe I'll sneak in through the window.

[She's trying very hard not to laugh at trial of the biscuit here.]

[CRUNCH. There is that look of primal fear for a moment, where he can't tell if he got the biscotti broken or if that was one of his teeth... that melts away as he crunches up the biscotti.]

I'll leave it unlocked for you.

[...Okay she has to kind of giggle at that one.]

I appreciate it, it's hard to hide lockpicks in a dress.

But not climb through a window?

[He chuckles a bit.]

Come on, I'm not finishing this. We should go ahead and get going.

I'm talented.

[She grins, though, and sets down enough cash to cover everything before standing up.]

As you wish, then.

[He'll also stand up, then!]

Alright, then! YOu mentioned having a movie or something in mind?

[Just. Snagging his hand so she can lead him towards the theatre hand is hers now Xanti deal with it.]

A movie, yes. What, have a preference, Xanti?

Other than getting to spend time with you? No, nothing whatsoever.

[What if he just hugs her tightly in his arms when they wind up in the line at the theatre, though?]

[Then he's probably getting some seriously shitty looks from the people around them and her leaned into him quite happily.]

You're spoiling me, Xanti...

[Well, she's eyeing the movie titles. Might be leaning towards some incredibly ridiculous martial arts movie because of course she is.]

[He is fine with the shitty looks. He's too busy holding her in his arms to give a fuck.]

I'd be happy to. But we should get into a movie.

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