[Luceti] APPOINTMENTS

[cajunspice]

This post is for any and all interactions to be made with Remy

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[Action, May 30th]
[Voice, October 12th]
[Written, February 2nd]

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[cajunspice]

Merci cherie, as 'lways, ain't too bad yaself.

[Minus the shirt, Remy's own attire isn't too off hers, in shorts only with his outer layers left on the edge of the court. He couldn't help it, any excuse for him to strip off a bit, it was just in his make up. Yet these games had started to illustrate to him one of the more annoying aspects of growing his hair out, it got in the way. A few more months and he would be able to pull it back, but for now it was a hassle.

Might call for a bandanna...]

Same time next week?

[shades_of_jean]

Count on it. [She grinned at him. A good challenge, and certainly easy on the eyes; yep. This little weekly get together of theirs was not at all something she minded. ] Unless, of course, I'm swept off my feet in a whirlwind romance this Saturday. But. I don't see that happening.

[cajunspice]

Quoi? [He asked, using his teeth to open the mouth of his waterbottle.]

Ya findin' yaself a beau? [Maybe not a bad idea, the girl was so down about Scott leaving, may as well have some fun instead of wallowing on what could had been.]

[shades_of_jean]

Could be, could be. [She was indeed still depressed about Scott, but she was trying her hardest not to let on, and to not let it get to her. She would be disappointed to know she was so transparent, to Remy if no one else.] I'm going to that speed dating thing Billy and Teddy are putting on. Never know who you'll meet at something like that!

[cajunspice]

Ah, that...

[Don't worry Jean, you hid it well. Remy had the advantage of timelines over all from their world, and knowing how difficult it was to get over someone.]

To poke holes in ya theory, ya do know who ya'll meet, kinda limited to who be stuck under this dome. Mais, good luck to ya, sure there be a few gems 'mong the coal.

[shades_of_jean]

There are plenty of people here that I haven't met, yet. And as you say, at least some of them have to be good people. Of course-- your presence here hardly bolsters that theory. [Just a bit of playful ribbing, complete with smile to show she's just teasing.] You're not going to sign up, then, it sounds like?

[cajunspice]

[Grinning at her teasing, Remy returned his drink to the bleacher below him.] Hadn't really thought of it, not my normal type of meetin' potential...

[How to word it? Nothing he could say really was a positive term without making him sound like an asshole.]

Interestin' people. [That worked, right?]

[shades_of_jean]

[Jean gives Remy a look. "Interesting people," Remy? As if she's unaware of his proclivities. She rolls her eyes, amused.] Too afraid to step out of your comfort zone, then?

[cajunspice]

Never, but if I do, prefer it be into a zone that be fun, not dull. [Clearly not a high opinion of speed dating with this one. It sounded pathetic, it sounded desperate.]

Ya really goin' to look for a homme? [Sorry Jean, but Remy didn't believe it, not after their talk a month or so back.]

[shades_of_jean]

I'm going to meet some new people. I thought it sounded fun. There are enough people who are too shy to get to know people without some sort of construct to support it. Besides, if everyone there is a shy, awkward mess, what's to encourage them to get out and meet new people on their own? There have to be some people there who aren't afraid, to support the others. [Clearly, Jean has a high opinion of herself. Also: Avoiding the question for 200, please, Alex!]

[cajunspice]

I guess. Luckily, I never been one of those. [Shifting to lie down on the bleacher he sad on, Remy crossed one ankle over the other and linked his hands behind his head as a pillow.] Funnily 'nough.

Lets put 'side the possible interestin' 'nd nice people ya may meet through it, 'nd 'nstead 'magine how time will drag on, 'nd on, 'nd ooonnnn, [And on.] When ya run up 'gainst those ya really don't want to talk to at ya little table, hein?

[shades_of_jean]

I thought you said you weren't going to be there, though. [Zing. She reclines on her own bench, leaning back on her hands, passively admiring the view.]

[cajunspice]

Ah! [He moved a hand to his chest, covering his heart and tensed as if he had been physically hit.] Words hurt as much as fists do Jeanie.

'nd I donno, ya do raise some good points in this all... like goin' just to 'rritate people. [Oh, that could be fun.]

[shades_of_jean]

Oh, Remy, be nice! These people are going to be nervous enough, without your special brand of irritation on top of it! [She clicks her tongue.] Alright, alright. Maybe it's better you don't go.

[cajunspice]

No, no! You've convinced me, I have to go now... there'll be drinks, right?

'nd never know, might find someone there. [Remy cut himself off before saying anything else that might be a bit too offensive, since, ya know Jeanhadbeenoneofthose'someones']

[shades_of_jean]

Nope. Cookies and sunshine and socially awkward teenagers. [She chuckles.] ... How did you trick me into arguing against your coming?

[cajunspice]

Damn, losin' 'ppeal 'gain.

Ah, with great skill chere, with great skill. I do have some brains in this gorgeous package.

[shades_of_jean]

Ahhh well. Point you, then. You do have some skill, it's true. That was some masterful manipulation, though. Well done.

[cajunspice]

Merci

So, this Saturday? I might look 'nto it, since ya will be there. Worse case, if it turns out to be a total dive, we can head to HQ 'nd go dancin'. What ya say?

[shades_of_jean]

'Oui'. We should go dancing more often, anyway. I'm not sure what my plan's will be like, after the event, but if you want to make plans for dancing, I'm down for that.

[cajunspice]

Ah, well I wish ya luck for not bein' able to meet up with me 'fter the event.

[On that thought.]I wish moi luck I ain't able to meet up with ya 'after the event. Nothin' personal, ya know.

[shades_of_jean]

Wishing we'll both get lucky, then, are you? Well. I appreciate being included in your thoughts. [She smirks.]

[cajunspice]

'nytime Jeanie.

[Sitting himself up, Remy stood and moved down the bleachers to grab his shirt.] Guess it all be a good idea, not sure I call it normal since never done something like this m'self, but good idea.

[He still didn't expect it to help out how Remy wanted it to, one night stands were a little difficult when you were stuck in the same location.]

[shades_of_jean]

No offence, but since whenhas "normal" been your base line of operations? [She remained leaning back on her elbows, watching him.]

[cajunspice]

Ah, but 'normal' all be down to the individual, non? So normal for moi be totally different for ya. 'nd sure most here wouldn't call runnin' 'round in skin tight uniforms, fightin' evil mutants 'nd savin' Bayville normal, would they?