#[guuuughhhh miss qistina /////////]

[guhamun]

NANAMI KNEW ABSOLUTELY NOTHING about dates and all that entailed. He had never been interested enough in anyone to ever pursue that particular path whether as a young teen to the older, wiser man he was now. No doubt that those who knew him would have been beyond surprised to see the normally routine-bound sorcerer change his normal schedule for another person unless under special circumstances. He supposed a ‘date’ fell into that category. Uncertain as to what he should wear for such a venture, it had taken far longer than he had intended to pick out something from his closet to wear. In the end, he just fell back on one of his suits, one of his favored watches, and of course, polished and gleaming shoes. Making his way over to the mirror in his bathroom, he lifted his hands, smoothing back his hair, giving his appearance a quick look over before letting out a small, content hum. Despite always putting great effort in his appearance before leaving for work, this felt a bit…different. How so? He wouldn’t have been able to say. All he knew was that he was much more cognizant of how he was going to appear in front of Qistina.

     A silly thought considering they had seen one another covered head to toe in muck from curses. ❝Haibara, you would have laughed if you saw me right now.❞ Chuckling softly, he put on a little cologne before taking his leave of the bathroom. Slipping on his shoes at the door, he left his apartment without so much as a glance back. Reaching Qistina’s home did not take overly long, but it certainly felt like he had been walking for a while. Was this anxiety what one felt when they went on dates? It was so ridiculous when they spoke just fine as colleagues. It wasn’t as if they were strangers meeting for the first time. Coming to a stop in front of her door, he lifted his hand and gave a few gentle knocks. Door opening, he blinked, a bit taken aback by the woman he saw in front of him. Nanami could say that he had never seen Qistina like this before – not even the faintest glimpse. Although she was a beautiful woman (none could doubt that), in this instance, she was akin to a gleaming star that he couldn’t take his eyes off of.

      Realizing he was staring, he cleared his throat, ready to greet her when Chaffee was quick to take his attention away. ❝Ahaha, it’s good to see you as well, Chaffee. You seem as energetic as usual.❞ He reached out, gently caressing soft fur. As he did, though, he made sure to address Qistina. ❝Forgive me for not getting her sooner. I was half-tempted to ask if Ijichi wouldn’t mind driving me, but a stroll does wonders on evenings like these.❞ That, and a stroll helped his nerves a little better than sitting in the back seat of a car would have---

@guhamun encountered the alchemist for the cursebreaker | sc

         preparations  for  the  first  date  in  her  entire  life  were  going  a  little  too  perfectly  than  expected,  and  she  hated  it.  To  be  ‘perfect’  was  to  be  without  room  for  improvements.  When  there  was  nothing  to  improve,  there  was  nothing  to  be  focused  on.  Everything  was  already  prepared  for  their  evening  together  ;  kitchen  immaculate  as  always,  chaffee  brushed  and  nails  clipped,  a  tasteful  maxi-dress  in  a  dark  blue  floral  that  hugged  all  of  her  curves   (  the  saleswoman  that  had  nearly  shoved  it  into  her  bag  absolutely  insisted  -  ),  hair  straightened,  nails  shining  pale  pink  and  white  .  .  .  even  makeup  to  compliment  the  occasion.  She  looked.  Well.  Like  a  modern  woman,  rather  than  the  pale  and  paltry  child  once  cursed  to  loneliness  in  the  cages  of  her  fathers'  land.  She looked beautiful. She felt beautiful. 

It  hits  her  all  at  once  when  passing  by  the  hallway  mirror  to  answer  the  door,  just  how  different  her  life  has  ventured  from  what  it  was  before.  Seeking  love,  who  would  have  thought  it  possible?  Though  there  still  remains  the  chance  that  Kento  would  not  be  returning  her  love,  this  here  was  the  first  step  in  retaining  complete  control  of  her  life.  And  for  that,  she  was  happy.  Beaming  at  the  Woman  in  the  mirror.  Herself. 

        “  Kento-san,  I'm  so  happy  to  see  you!  ”    pearly  white  teeth  shine  in  her  smile as she opens the door,  nearly  reaching  out  to  hug  him  -  when  Chaffee  had  come  walking  excitedly  to  the  new  guest,  tail  swishing  furiously  as  he  pressed  his  nose  against  Kento's  finely  pressed  clothes  and  hands,  sniffing  deeply,  groaning  and  whining  with  joy.        “  Ah,  Ah,  Chaffee,  come  on  now,  taht  boy!  ”