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Log; Ongoing

When; July 23rd
Characters; Dietrich von Lohengrin

evilsincebirth, Esther Blanchette

innocent_ly, Greed

so_very_greedy, Radu Barvon

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Rating; PG? (Well, it's just a date. But there's Greed.)
Summary; A double-date nobody really wanted to have.
Log;

There was no real reason for this, and everybody knew so much. The only reaons this arrangement had been made to begin with was a jealous Puppetmaster and a greedy homunculus dating said Puppetmaster's girlfriend or crush or true love - Radu had stopped caring which of these exactly the Terran girl was for him. It didn't really matter anyway; what mattered was that Radu had to appear to a date well-dressed, happy, and... in love with a madman. In love with a psychopath. A man. His superior. Dietrich von Lohengrin, the Rosencreutz Orden's Puppetmaster - Marionettenspieler. The only thing that could make it even worse was the humiliation of the public request he had been forced to make. At least thanks to the deactivation of his Bacillus, he would be able to render himself drunk far more quickly, and so had a chance to emotionally survive this evening.

There was not so much that could go wrong anyway, Radu thought when he closed the door of his flat behind him. Ion at least knew what this was about in truth, and this was the most important thing, because Radu had no desire whatsoever to have to explain him why he was going on a date with the emissary of the Duke of Tigris. The Methuselah lifted his hand and after a second of hesitation, knocked on the door to the flat that two of the three people responsible for this catastrophe shared; Dietrich and Esther, his date for this evening, and the latter's unrequited love.

The situation was perverse in a sense, but there was only so much that could go wrong. It was only for this evening after all. Or at least, Radu tried to convince himself of that while waiting for somebody to open the door.

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Greed has spotted Radu at the end of the hall before being noticed. Suddenly, an idea hit. Why not start this off right? Milk the maximum fun from it.

He crept along slowly, approaching Radu with his shoes in his hand. He stopped just a few feet from him, then inhaled deeply.

"HI RADU!" he yelled, jumping forward to clamp a hand on his shoulder.

While Radu was having an inner monologue, the red-haired nun paced around the inside Dietrich’s and her apartment, looking like a restless cat who could wait to get out… except she was pacing because she was nervous. A date? A DOUBLE-DATE? With THREE men?

How did she find herself in this situation?!

If she did not distract herself from the thought, she would probably back out of it, hence her pacing. Wearing her habit out on a date was absolutely out of the question, so Esther wore the dress that she had bought on a whim.

This was the first time Dietrich was in a date with a man. He counted his outgoings with Esther inside and outside the City as dates (including the time he had fooled her and nearly had her destroy her town with herself inside); looking in that direction made him feel better. The Puppet Master wasn’t a snappy dresser, but honestly he didn’t even try to look handsome. That was a natural gift that didn’t need perfume or Isaak’s fashion sense to help with. Wearing a pair of black trousers and a brown shirt, Dietrich came out his room after the door knobs.

He ignored the scene outside upon listened to Greed’s loud greeting. Esther was all he cared about at the time. She was so beautiful with that dress, a perfect doll. In his perverse brain, he imagined her covered with the blood of the loved ones she couldn’t save with bright tears streaming out her blue eyes.

“You are beautiful tonight, Esther,” he commented softly, tugging his lips in a gentle smile.

Radu all but jumped but could hold back in the last second. He had a hard time hiding his irritation but gave Greed the most neutral look he managed when he turned his head, ignoring the hand on his shoulder, as annoying as it was.

"You're early, Greed," he greeted the homunculus. It was his fault for the most part that this had happened, but Greed was in the end one of the few persons he considered something close to friends.

Greed immediately caught sight of his date and switched attentions, bolting past Radu and dropping to his knees, sliding all the way over to where she was.

"Oh man!" he exclaimed, "You look pretty fuckin' hot! Every time I see ya', it's like a feast for my eyes."

He turned his head to gaze at Deitrich, a slightly bastardly smirk on his face, "Uh...You like nice too, Little D. You're lookin' decidely...decidely...you. And by you, I mean metrosexual."

He looked back at Radu and waved him in.

"What are ya' doin', standin' there?"

The redheaded nun stopped her pacing when she heard Greed and Radu outside. As she made her way to greet their… dates, Dietrich came out of his room. He was wearing what she was used to seeing him wear, but the simplicity of his choice only enhanced what he had been naturally gifted with.

At his words, she blushed, averting her eyes from Dietrich. His compliment was not something she received and she still had a hard time accepting them without blushing, stammering or a combination of the two.

As if he wanted to top Dietrich in embarrassing Esther, Greed’s greeting to the nun was far worse. She liked the man well enough, his exuberance and his straightforward manner was refreshing, but his choice of words were enough to make her cringe.

“T-thank you,” she finally stammered out, shocked at his rather… unique entrance.

Esther followed Greed’s gaze and gave Radu a weak smile. The other did not look amused at her date’s greeting, but he did not look too pleased to be here either. After all, Greed did mention that the va-Methuselah would not even think of dating Dietrich.

She felt a little annoyed. Dietrich may be looking out for her well-being, but she was not exactly a helpless damsel and Greed seems like a gentleman… despite his choice of words.

Ignored by Greed, having to witness this display of admiration for a scarred, ugly Terran girl, Radu's mood dropped even further to impossibly low levels. He followed Greed's calling and stepped in, only reminding himself in time to pay attention to his own date instead of observing Esther with visible annoyance and disdain. But now the hardest part had come; the hardest part for now.

Radu glanced at Dietrich, observing his casual dressing style, and searching for a compliment to make the same way Greed had done for Esther. How was he supposed to greet Dietrich anyway? He could hardly just shake his hand or completely skip it, but what else would be appropriate? An embrace? He shuddered at the very thought. After a moment more of hesitant observation, he chose to make the best of his apparent insecurity, lowered his eyes with a weak smile and deliberately took a second longer before he remarked softly, "You look very good."

Greed’s remark made Dietrich shrug and walked away from him and Esther. He would leave his precious doll to the privacy she seemed to crave, until it was time to step on. Now where was his date partner, he thought sarcastically, facing Radu next. He stood until he got his acting right.

“Thank you. I didn’t hold my breath for flowers,” Dietrich said, smirking at his subordinate. “Did you change the reservation for four instead of two?” He could change that off the bat when they arrived Pandora but Radu better show he wasn’t useless.

"Of course," Greed said, rising and changing to a more serious tone, "I'm no amateur at the dating game, pal. I certainly hope you've left room for dinner."

He offered Esther his hand, turning to the girl, "My dear? Would you care for us to go now?"

He turned to look at Radu, another smirk forming on his lips.

"Yo, what's with the tense atmosphere? My entrance wasn't that gaudy, was it? Why don't you give a little hug to Deitrich?"

Her gaze shifted uneasily between the three men, she was not all certain how she needs to act. While she has nothing against the vam- Radu (she really needed to change her mindset), it was still a little disturbing to her that he asked Dietrich out on a date, though she gathered from her conversation with Greed that it was just an excuse.

She looked at the proffered hand for a moment before taking it, giving Greed a smile, “Thank you.” Esther hoped that she did not look as awkward as she felt inside. If she could handle fighting and infiltration. What is a date to her? It is not a big deal, it is not big deal.

Tell yourself that long enough and you may just believe it.

She watched the conversation between the three. Greed is right, the atmosphere is tense. “Let us go before we are late,” Esther said, interrupting.

"You guys all ready?"

For a moment, Radu was startled at Greed's request. He could not just... What would have been more suspicious? Following it and hugging Dietrich, or refusing to? It was good that Greed diverted his attention again. A joke? He would not have been able to tell, but maybe he just worried too much about what was expected from him. It was not like he had ever dated before, and with Marionettenspieler, things weren't made any easier.

His face brightened a little from the prior expression of utter confusion and slight shock. "I'm ready," he answered and added, turning to Dietrich and lowering his voice to pretend privacy, "I'm sorry if I'm a bit... nervous." Just then another thing occurred to him. He shot a secret glance at Esther and Greed, and then, copying Greed's behaviour carefully, offered Dietrich his hand. One day he would pay them all back.

Dietrich stared at the hand and took it, pulling Radu closer to himself in a playful intimacy. He leaned on, whispering on his ear. “Don’t be nervous.” He leaned off and patted Radu’s back.

“Greed is right. We should go before it’s too late.”

With the last word (and a quirk of an eyebrow from Esther at the display of affection from Radu), the four made their way to their destination. Esther had never been around the City much, only sticking to a few areas that she was familiar with. A rather huge change from the person she is back in her world.

She had never been to Pandora’s before, quite satisfied with making her own simple meals or just eating at Café Juliet or one of the many food stands available in the Square. She looked around the restaurant in wonder, unused to the modern design of the place.

“It-it is a nice place, isn’t it?” she said nervously, feeling out of her element. A lot of the City’s workings confused her. Lost Technology was abound here and Esther has yet to figure out half of how the things here work.

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