acertifieduser | ○ 04: Maybe they once locked eyes.

[Filtered AWAY from George]
[AUDIO: There's a short pause before Eddie speaks.]

I have a favor to ask. I'm trying to help my warden understand a more modern approach to romance. What I need is a woman, between the ages of twenty-four and thirty-two.. thirty-three, who would be willing to take him out on a date. Maybe a private dinner, drinks afterward, and a starry walk in the CES or something. He'll know up front what this is; this isn't some trick and he won't be expecting to fall in love or anything.

I don't have anything specific to offer as a thanks, but I'm pretty resourceful if there's something specific you're looking for. I'm not providing any weapons and I reserve the right to refuse anyone for any reason.. because even knowing what's going on, he's still a nice guy and I don't want to mess with him. I'm really just looking to help him out.

Oh, it's George Crabtree. Some of you might know him.

[Private to George]
I want to know more about your time. Are there any books, fiction or non-, that you can recommend? I'm a pretty fast reader.

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I'm sorry. What did you mean?

I'm not against taking chances and doing new things, but this isn't the place for it.

Why?

You might have a life to return to, but I might not. Why waste this time?

It's not a waste. We have a job to do here.

And he's doing his job. Now if you and I were to go on a date, I think you could argue that as being irrelevant, despite what a fantastic time we'd have. But George is doing this to understand me better, which will help with my redemption. Last I checked, that's part of his job-- part of mine too, really, since I'm supposed to be taking steps to work on my own redemption too.

Thanks, if I forgot to say it before.

Do what you want. I don't care as long as he isn't being hurt.

And don't make implications like that about me again or you'll find your whole beiging world gone brown.

Huh. That's... quite unusual.

I certainly didn't think you were rude. I'm just far more used to the formal.

I have absolutely no intention for him to be hurt in any way and I intend to do my best to avoid him getting hurt accidentally too.

I'm sorry that I implied you're pleasant company and that we might get along. I honestly wasn't trying to insinuate anything more than that.

Thank you. I agree about it being unusual, really, but that's how I've always known it to be when I've been old enough for it to matter.

Good. Keep it that way.

That's pretty deep. I hadn't thought about it like that before.

I suppose that's the only reason I think it is unusual - it's not like how I've known it to be.

[Eddie was up on deck, already relaxing. He had a blanket laid out on the deck's surface as well as another set aside in case they got cold. A small selection of food that he had acquired from the dining hall was sitting out along with a bottle of wine and two glasses, courtesy of George. The inmate himself was dressed in black slacks and a dark, red-clay colored button-down. He leaned on the railing as he waited. The girl was a bit young for him, but the gesture was innocent enough. He would give her whatever practice she needed because why not?]

If you ever feel like talking about it, you let me know. It could be a fun way to kill an afternoon.

Can I ask how you knew it to be?

It's a bit complicated.

You went on a date with someone if you were supposed to marry them. Usually to persuade their family you were a good sort of guy, and worth having in the family, because you'd look after their daughter or son. Or just not embarrass them.

Who you ended up marrying... usually worked out on what your parents could negotiate, and your colour perception.

I'd expect an equally interesting story from you. Although I'm not sure what exactly you are.

[Wanda spent a regulation two hours destroying her room in search of the exact perfect outfit. Practice or not, she wanted to do this right. It was supposed to be fairly casual, a bottle of wine and booktalk up on deck, but it was her FIRST time doing this and she was desperate to get it right.]

[She arrived on time, but just slightly flustered from the flush of her cheeks. She was wearing a sheer, fluttery scarlet lace dress over a black unitard, and a pair of high-laced satin ballet flats that matched the dress. She carried her copy of Jonathan Livingston Seagull in one hand.]

Oh hey...I'm not late, am I?

I have uh. Can you hold on for a second?

[She doesn't wait for his reply -- she begins rummaging through her things and pulls out a blue top and a black pencil skirt.]

I have this ensemble -- come over and take a look? If not, I'll ask for a few things from some of my friends around here. I've never seen 2011, but I got to 2009. Never been to New York, either. Sounds like you're a little bit in love with it.

I have my doubts. I'll see you after dinner, all right?

[OOC: We can put the preparation and date in the same log if George's keeper is cool with it! Also, the outfit she holds up is from the conning flashback in Zombieland, but I don't have a screenshot at the mo'. It's in the icon, too!]

"What" I am? [He laughs.] I could try to come up with a story for you.

Color perception?

The rest of it sounds pretty old-fashioned, but it makes sense if it's a society that puts a lot of emphasis on class.

[Eddie straightened as soon as she arrived, offering her a wide smile. He moved forward to greet her, resting a hand on her shoulder and giving her a light kiss on the cheek if she would allow it.] "Not at all. I like being early."

[Then the man stepped back and gestured toward the blanket in a casual sort of indication of what he had planned for them.] "That dress looks amazing on you. You should wear it more often."

That might give him a heart attack. [Eddie laughs just the same, because it's still a nice outfit.]

2011's a lot like 2009, only more of the same. People are greedier, louder, sexier, and everyone's trying to get what they can while they're young enough to get it. New York seems to be the center of that. I had a hard time with it while I was a writer, but it was pretty good to me once I branched out a little.

I look forward to it.

derp.

Also, yeah, that would be great if you could throw up a log for Eddie/Wichita at least. I'll PM Bear about it too. Did you want to do it before the flood, during, or after though?

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