INCOMPLETE;

[shakunage.livejournal.com]

When; Dec. 20th
Rating; PG...?
Characters; Guy Cecil (shakunage) & Faye Valentine (glock30)
Summary; So a guy and a sexy lady walk into a bar... They're on this 'date', you see? To Club Automatica, and the guy has gynphobia. Something he's completely forgotten and the club's bound to have a whole lot of close contact. And best part, they'll probably end up a bit drunk by the end of the night...
Log;
The sun had set and the night was just beginning, and as if the City during the day was lively enough, wait till you saw how everything come alive as soon as the sun's rays dissipated from the sky. Bright lights and neon signs lit up the way to dangerous and questionable places. But it meant nothing to Guy; he had his own agenda to take care of so such things didn't matter to him.

Blue eyes glancing past red lights and signs that promised pleasure for those who were lonely, Guy made his way towards Building 8, apartment 10. While on his way, he wondered about what sort of things he'll see at the club. The swordsman knew better than to expect the same behavior of that in a tavern especially seeing how different and unpredictable this City was. After all, today there were a bundles of stuff creatures running about clutching onto various women's bosoms.

So tasteless and rude. Barbaric even.

A woman needs to be treated like she's the only thing that matters in the world! Not some sort of object that is ranked by how blessed she due to her genetics. It was disgusting really, but no matter, if any decided to interfere with their date... well, they would be getting a taste of his blade.

[ooc; D: Sorry I took forever with this;;]

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[glock30.livejournal.com]

"Suit yourself," Faye said, looking up at the passing scenery with little interest. The lights and signs were all familiar to her by now, and she wasn't sure if that was just a result of boredom or habit. She'd been down here a million times after wall, but it was nice to have new company now and then. Plus, Faye knew how to party, and Guy looked like he hadn't partied since the womb. A little couldn't hurt.

Besides, he really did have a nice smile. Nice guy, good-looking? What was this, her birthday?

She snorted at his comment, turning a corner and taking another drag of her cigarette so that she said through smoke, "You'd be the first that wasn't of the... well, never mind." Cori came to mind, but she ignored it, field stripping her cigarette once she was finished with it. She tapped the pack out, thinking she would be polite right back at him, and asked, "Want one?"

"Definitely a shortcut," she replied, nodding toward a set of stairs that would lead them directly to the Underground. "It's a lot faster than getting on the damn subway or something. I found this way the first month I was here." Guy seemed to flinch when she pulled him after her, but she only shrugged it off, giving him a know-it-all grin.

[shakunage.livejournal.com]

Passing through the neon signs and temptation within the signs, Guy paid little to no attention to them. They were better off as flashing lights during the daylight hours. Who knew for anyone else, perhaps they would have fallen for these sorts of calling cards and hollowed invites. Though as the advanced towards their destination, Guy half-heartily wonder what Faye thought about him. Did he seem to be the type that was inexperienced and innocent? Perhaps naive even.

Oh well, it didn't matter nor did it bother him too much as long as long as Faye still enjoyed his company and didn't think ill of him. Upon watching her take a puff from her cigarette and the comment that soon followed he stared a bit puzzled but then shook it off as the next question came flying his way. "Ah, no thanks. I don't smoke." he replied casually.

"Subway?" Guy piped up. He remembered hearing that word somewhere before. Oh, yes. Luke. When they first arrived at the city, Luke had ended up down there. Large metallic boxes that moved at high speeds. Guy always wanted to see them, but never found the time too. And he guessed that this time would be yet another opportunity to see the marvel slip away through his fingers. "Well, isn't that just convenient." Guy beamed. "Where would I be without you and your knowledge of the shortcuts?"

[ooc; D: SORRY FOR THE WAIT. LIFE ATE ME;;]

[glock30.livejournal.com]

Shadows engulfed them as she pulled Guy down another side street. They weren't far now, however. She could feel the baseline through the soles of her boots, and if she strained her ears enough she could hear a noisy chatter that always signified the gathered crowd smoking and socializing outside of Automatica.

She gave Guy a withering look as he turned down her offer for a cigarette, but ultimately smirked in the end. "You don't smoke, or you've never tried?" she asked, apparently always eager to corrupt. Truth be told he didn't look too corruptible. Even if he seemed rather innocent, he looked steadfast in it, which was better than being lukewarm in other things.

"Yeah, subway. We can take it next time if you're interested," she said, startling to feel a bit cold from the December night air. She thought about lighting another cigarette, since it always made her feel warm, but she didn't want Guy to think she was some sort of train wreck chain-smoker so she passed the urge up. She snorted at his comment, however, and said, "Who knows? Lost in the Underground somewhere? I'm a bubbling fountain of information, don't you know."

A moment later they turned another corner. Faye remarked with a smirk, "Oh. We're here."