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[gunofdis.livejournal.com]

When; After the snowball fight, December 9th
Rating; PG, just to be safe.
Characters; Cobray gunofdis and Lyra lyra_of_dust
Summary; After applying to Fuyu's dating service, both randomly end up paired together. Since this is blind, Lyra nor Cobray know who they are going to meet. This may end up being a break in Cobray's own overly serious personality and the correct injection of playfulness he needs.
Log; Cobray was ready. Of course he arrived at the fountain first. He never had to walk anywhere he needed to go, and he had the punctuality of a military man. He sat down on the edge of the fountain, and waiting. Of course, he was nervous. Dating wasn't his thing. As a matter of fact, he never had a date before. This was all so new to him.

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[lyra-of-dust.livejournal.com]

Lyra rolled her eyes, "I said not to high up. This is too high- I'd die."

[gunofdis.livejournal.com]

"I'll make sure you survive."

Cobray walked over with his arms out, acting as if he'd push her.

[lyra-of-dust.livejournal.com]

Lyra dodged, getting as far away from the edges of the roof as she could.

"NO. Stop it, or I'll push you off!" Pantalaimon was by her feet, his fur on end.

[gunofdis.livejournal.com]

"Alright! Just kidding."

Cobray was still laughing.

"Would you like to stay up here, or would you like to return to the ground?"

[lyra-of-dust.livejournal.com]

Lyra huffed, but Pantalaimon's fur was no longer standing on end.

"I think I'd like to get back on the ground now, actually."

[gunofdis.livejournal.com]

"Alright. I think I'll let you handle walking through the wormhole by yourself. Unless you don't think you can?"

Cobray stood back and the red symbol flashed again. He motioned toward it.

[lyra-of-dust.livejournal.com]

"I think I can manage, actually," she said as she walked towards it before she stopped short. She and her dæmon looked skeptically at Cobray

"Wait a second, where does this lead?"

[gunofdis.livejournal.com]

"I like practical jokes, but I wouldn't take it to far!" Cobray said, stifling a laugh. To prove himself, he stepped halfway through, motioned at her, and then walked all the way through. He was waving at her from the ground.

[lyra-of-dust.livejournal.com]

"Gues you're not like me then," she sighed as she stepped through.

"I'm kind of cold. Can we go to Cafe Juliet and get something hot?" Lyra asked.

[gunofdis.livejournal.com]

"You like to take practical jokes to far? I must see this sometime."

Cobray stepped back and nodded.

"Forgive me. Let's go! I enjoy hot chocolate. Far to much, I think."

[lyra-of-dust.livejournal.com]

Lyra shrugged. "Eh, the Scholars seemed to think so," she said cheerfully.

"Hot chocolate, what's- Oh, chocolatl! We got that in my world to!" It was surprising how often her world had different names for the same things in other worlds.

[gunofdis.livejournal.com]

"Chocolatl. I've been to a universe where it was called that. So let's go get some! I'll race you!"

Cobray took off without a second thought, very aware that it was cheating.

[lyra-of-dust.livejournal.com]

Unfortunatly for him, Lyra's reflexes were pretty good, so he only had a split second head start.

Unfortunatly for Lyra, Cobray was older and taller, with longer legs. So she still lagged behind.

Pantalaimon, on the other hand, shot ahead of them both.

"Hey, wait up!"

[gunofdis.livejournal.com]

Cobray couldn't take Pan's speed challenge in stride. So right in front of Pan, another wormhole opened up, it's exit behind Lyra.

[lyra-of-dust.livejournal.com]

Pine Marten's are pretty nimble creatures, so as soon as he saw the red symbol, he skidded out of the way. Unfortunatly, that slowed him down.

[gunofdis.livejournal.com]

Cobray, after a few minutes, still couldn't catch up to Pan. However, Lyra was still keeping on his tail. Thankfully, the cafe was just ahead. Just needed a few more seconds and no sneaky tricks on their part.

[lyra-of-dust.livejournal.com]

Lyra put on a burst of speed and managed to get ahead of Cobray as Pantalaimon came to a halt in front of the cafe.

[gunofdis.livejournal.com]

"Tsk. As a pilot, I must be getting out of shape. I will have to increase my training time with Motoko," Cobray said to himself.

"Since you have won Lyra, what can I treat you to?"

[lyra-of-dust.livejournal.com]

"Wait, you train with Motoko to? She's teaching me how to use a sword!" Lyra picked up an exhausted Pantalaimon and caught her breath.

"Uhmmm... How about some cake?"

[gunofdis.livejournal.com]

"She teaches me how to use the sword too! However, I'm inventing my own style and just getting pointers from her."

Cobray walked inside the cafe and pointed behind the counter.

"Which kind do you want? Anything to drink?"

[lyra-of-dust.livejournal.com]

Lyra surveyed the choices before pointing one out.

"That kind! And some chocolatl, please."

[gunofdis.livejournal.com]

Cobray ordered and payed for Lyra's and his snack. He took the food over to a table and offered Lyra the seat across from him.

"So, what are you learning the sword for?"

[lyra-of-dust.livejournal.com]

"Because I want to be able to defend myself! Most of the stuff I knew when I came here was good for keeping out of fights, but here... I'm not so sure it'll work," Lyra was suddenly pensive, and Pantalaimon sat in her lap, her fingers curled into his fur.

"Some people here... really frighten me," she admitted as she took a bite of her cake.

[gunofdis.livejournal.com]

"Motoko is a good teacher for that. However, someone with your talents may be suited for a more mystical style of combat. I am practicing the sword so I can increase my own melee abilities. I excel at ranged combat."

Cobray looked down and rubbed his hands together.

"I understand how you feel though. I frighten myself. Everyday, I wake up with the feeling that I'll hurt someone. It's not easy."

Cobray, was of course, referring to Ingram.

[lyra-of-dust.livejournal.com]

Lyra took another bite of her cake, then blinked.

"My talents? I'm pretty good at lying." There was no possible way he could have found out about the alethiometer.