►Private Thread; Mansuru & Orpheus

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[Why did you even say yes. WHY. At least Thanatos had enough tact to make himself scarce the past few days. ... Though that could've always been out of anger. No helping it now. There's only... what. Three days? Four tops? And one of the demons was more than happy to help pick out a dress for the fashion-inept zombie. Just a simple blue silk one with turquoise butterflies, but hey it worked. And god knows how much the boss would appreciate the cleavage window. Sigh.

Now the only problem was to figure out where to meet Mitsuru. Never really hit him until after the fact they'd need to rendezvous somewhere... Nice attention to detail there, self. Idle thoughts while sitting on the bed and picking at the silver polish adorning his nails. Maybe it would be better to wait outside? But that involves the risk of going and beating up a Demi-God instead of actually waiting. Decisions decisions...]

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You've earned your rest from the fighting. Don't trouble yourself over something past your time. [And the smile just gets more pronounced until the car pulls over and stops, where he moves to open the car door to go to the other side and let out Mi--wait wait wrong gender again AUGH lets his hands lower with a sigh. Accursed gentleman's habits.]

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"As convenient as it would be, I cannot ignore my families misdeeds for as long as it suits me." Mitsuru chuckles before rushing to Minato's door, none the wiser to her almost-mistake. He offers his hand.

"But enough of that. We can have a pleasant dinner, can't we?"

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It has nothing to do with your family. [Which is true. But she doesn't need to know the rest. She'd get involved like the others did. It was only natural in their line of work. Better off no one knows of its existence unless they have to... Right?]

[But the train of thought is cut off as he he speaks again. Earning a quiet nod and a accepting the offered hand to be pulled out of the seat. Though there's still enough of a reflex to close the door after him. Doesn't even notice the absent action either. Sigh. At least he waits for Mitsuru to lead the way to the restaurant. Though more because he didn't know where it was than anything else...]

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"...I must be missing something."

Mitsuru pulls Orpheus to her feet with ease, a feat she knows will be an impossibility when their genders swap back. The restaurant isn't far by foot, and when they arrive he greets the Orobas maitre de with more manners than he feels.

"Private booth, please."

The Orobas makes him uncomfortable in every way possible.

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[Missing something? Maybe. If that small smile is any indication. But no words are given to elaborate on it. And remains such until the Orobas scenario. Clearly Mansuru's the only uncomfortable one, as his date gives a nod as greeting. Be happy a Legion wasn't the host. Augh.]

no notif. ;_;

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Mitsuru realises he shouldn't be surprised, as Orobas was one of 'her' Arisato's personae. Their booth (http://pro.corbis.com/images/42-16730160.jpg?size=67&uid={F053ABCE-7954-425C-AD62-871F2533075E}) already has chilled red wine waiting, although now he is even more uncomfortable with the idea of a horse carrying wine.

"Wine?" He offers, and manages not to let his hands shake as he pours a glass.