you know those were different times

[byronicreaper]

Who: William and Olivier
When: 12/22
Where: District 2
Format: Paragraphs?
What: The promised date.
Warnings: Excessive :|

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[wristsniper]

Olivier, for her part, had certainly not shined her boots several times, and absolutely did not readjust her collar at least twice before leaving her shared apartment. There was no reason to be concerned, and no reason for her to feel as though someone needed to be upstaged tonight. So, too, she realized she should not worry about making a good impression--she had spoken with him at least three times now, and honestly...

Well, so far nothing had been a disaster.

Her outfit was loosely coordinated, just tailored enough to reflect her high standards, just casual enough to downplay her figure. And for once--just once--she left her sword at home.

In fine form, she set out early as well, and found herself somewhat surprised to arrive only a few moments after William. It wasn't quite what she had planned; she'd lost the opportunity to get the upper hand, socially.

With a nod, she strode the rest of the way up to him... casually. Yes.

"Good evening."

[byronicreaper]

Perhaps he had the upper hand in terms of time, but she was certainly better dressed than he was. Not that he was paying particular attention to how she dressed, it was simply an observation on his part-though seeing as his wardrobe consisted nearly entirely of suit pieces, it was impossible to stray too far from his usual look, and dress either better or worse.

Out of habit, he stood up when he saw her come in, nodding in return.

"Good evening. I trust it wasn't too difficult to find this place?"

[wristsniper]

Well, fortunately for William, she was quite used to the idea of uniforms. Wearing the same sort of thing was regimented, routine, disciplined, and suited her tastes just fine. He cut a striking figure anyway, and she liked--no, approved, really, of his appearance.

"Not at all. This place is pretty straightforward, if nothing else. Did I keep you waiting?"

[byronicreaper]

"No, I had only just arrived."

The girl that worked as a waitress there-Rachel, he recalled her introducing herself one time-set two menus on their table, and scurried off. William simply glanced at it, having already decided what he wanted, and hoped that they weren't low on tea. It was one of the few places that actually served real tea, not that bagged concoction.

"Part of the reason this place seemed appropriate was that regardless of what time of year it is, they don't make a fuss about holidays or things like that. Unlike most places."