Reasons for celebrating (Verity)
Feb. 7th, 2016 08:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
romeoinaboxBirthdays really are the best time to celebrate life. Excuses are made for the best food, the finest wine, and one's favorite company. Whether with old friends or new, it really doesn't matter. So long as enjoyment is had by all, the celebration can only be called a win.
They might have been last minute plans, but Red is working just as hard to make this a dinner to remember. A table separate from the others to limit the amount of gossip they have to deal with. A bouquet of peonies and roses for Verity to bring a breath of spring into the cold winter night. And on top of it all, a tuxedo, rather than a suit, to better fit the atmosphere of their dinner destination. He would keep the hat on for now, to ward off the cold and appease his date for the evening, but it clashes terribly with the tux. It'll be coming off the moment they arrive at the restaurant.
He arrives a few minutes early to Verity's... tower residence, and he ponders momentarily on asking if she happens to live at the top or if she makes someone else live up there (because Verity is obviously not a damsel in distress). There doesn't appear to be a regular door, so he knocks carefully on where one should be.
"Yes, hello? Is Verity here? I'm here to escort her to dinner."
They might have been last minute plans, but Red is working just as hard to make this a dinner to remember. A table separate from the others to limit the amount of gossip they have to deal with. A bouquet of peonies and roses for Verity to bring a breath of spring into the cold winter night. And on top of it all, a tuxedo, rather than a suit, to better fit the atmosphere of their dinner destination. He would keep the hat on for now, to ward off the cold and appease his date for the evening, but it clashes terribly with the tux. It'll be coming off the moment they arrive at the restaurant.
He arrives a few minutes early to Verity's... tower residence, and he ponders momentarily on asking if she happens to live at the top or if she makes someone else live up there (because Verity is obviously not a damsel in distress). There doesn't appear to be a regular door, so he knocks carefully on where one should be.
"Yes, hello? Is Verity here? I'm here to escort her to dinner."
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Date: 2016-02-16 06:59 am (UTC)And he's so kind, reassuring her like that. Hers is a grateful smile. Grateful and a little playful. "If this is spoiling you, I really have to wonder what kinds of friends you have back home." Are criminals not good friends to each other? The only example she's really seen before was Loki and Doom, and she's not sure they were friends so much as people who sometimes stop stabbing each other in the back for a little while.
"What is it like, where you're from?" Most people like to talk about that eventually, and she's very curious.