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[Love, love, love love love, love love, love love... that's all that's being thrown across the journals today. Raven recalled some weird blue guy mentioning Valentine's Day back during that perv fest. So at first he just thought that he'd just ignore it, but he thought of all the gorgeous women in Luceti... then he thought of her... and it went all downhill from that point onwards. As much as Raven enjoys flirting with women, if this is a ~*special day of true love*~ then he should probably go and see the one woman he does genuinely care for. No matter how much he tried to talk himself out of it, he knew he'd regret it if he didn't.

He fumbled around his room for a while, thinking of what to take her as a gift. Seeing as Luceti doesn't have her favourite type of flower, and he didn't want to make it look like he was trying to flirt, he decided on something quite sneaky instead. Not a gift in the sense of "here have a present on Valentine's Day!" but something more subtle.

So here he is knocking on her door, hoping a certain douchebag isn't home.]

[OOC: They're both unaffected by this event too! Hooray, we're awful people.]

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[she's still giving him a bit of a look at the "keep her company" bit. really, what was he thinking? they've only talked twice.

but at his "condition", she blinks.]

"Hang out" with you Saturday? [she muses a bit.] Hm...I suppose that's fair. You did mention that you also used the bow, and I'm a bit curious as to your skills.

Heh, I was hopin' ya'd be up fer a challenge. A duel sounds so... forceful, I like ta think of it a friendly sparrin' session.

[He could never beat her back when he was younger, but with 10 years of experience, he can't resist wanting to try it out. That is... aside from the fact a love event takes place on that day and he doesn't know so that's some sorta hindsight he has.]

I'm not gonna go easy on ya.

[grins.]

If you did, I would feel offended. But I accept your proposal.

Ya make it sound like we're gettin' married...

Like we're—!? Stop saying such ridiculous things.

You started it.

[He continues to move further into the apartment, taking in the surroundings, making himself at home. While he's here he might as well see if Alexei has that false Dein Nomoso with him...

Not that he's going to start going through drawers or anything.]

[and she's immediately following him.]

I certainly did not. You're the one who misconstrued my words.

Ya should choose yer words a little better then! Today's a day of love, it's all people have been talkin' about over the journals. Of course I'm gonna think of marriage when ya say propose!

[He's just being an ass as he inspects the doors, wondering which one is her room.]

[she just doesn't respond.

instead she stands in front of her door, arms crossed, and a bit of a glare directed toward the old man.]

Or perhaps you should get your mind out of the gutter and think more like a sensible person would.

If ya think talkin' about marriage is havin' my mind in the gutter, then I think ya should double check. Marriage isn't anythin' perverted at all, it's something that bonds two people together. It's a pretty thing!

[He looks back towards her, she doesn't look amused. Probably a bad idea to go raiding their apartment right now... He'll make a mental note to do that later.]

Are ya always this angry?

[yes, that would be a bad idea. she has her bow. she is not afraid to use it, stranger/friend/foe/something or not.

she stares at him for one moment, ready to retort, but she remembers he was the one who gave her her bow back. so with thought in mind, she relents a bit—though she still thinks him a foolish ~~pervert~~ old man.]

Not usually. There must be something about you. [a look as she walks past him.] And I don't mean that in a good way, Raven.

Oh, I'm hurt! [There seems to be a incredibly sarcastic tone in his voice. But it quickly relaxes back to it's normal teasing after a short glare towards her.]

Don't judge a book by it's cover. I'm sure I'm not the only perverted guy you've ever met.

Unfortunately.

Ya really need to lighten up a little. You got yer bow back, doesn't hurt ta show some happiness!

[she begins to speak, as if to retort, but once again she finds herself stopping herself. for some reason, this man seemed to do that to her a lot. it was rather...strange to say the least.

but she does smile a bit.] I suppose you're right.

[—ah.] Also, I apologize for being a poor host. Is there anything you'd like? Something to drink, perhaps?

Thanks fer the offer, but no, I already feel like I'm annoyin' ya enough. [He passes her a strangely awkward smile, that looks more like "this isn't what I planned but let's just go with is."]

I just came ta check up on ya, that's what friends do.

[a lighter smile.] I appreciate it, though you had nothing to worry about.

[a glance at the bow still in her hands.] And I really do appreciate the bow, Raven.

I guess I'm just startin' ta worry more in my old age. [Lie.]

[He looks back towards the bow, a part of him is bummed that he never got to use it, but he's more happy that he gets to see her hold it again instead.] No problem! Like I said, I don't need it, so if it makes ya happy then ya might as well have it. I'm sure ya'll put it good use.

Old age? [she steps a little closer to him, looking up as she examines him.] ...You don't look that old to me, Raven. Certainly older than I am, but nothing like an "old man". Though you could stand to shave off that stubble. [so she's being a bit blunt.]

[She's... pretty close to him, he's getting a little flustered by that.]

I'm thirty five if it helps ta know!

[there's still plenty of personal space, it's not like she's right in his face.]

Hm...yes that sounds about right. Though I can see why others might mistake you for older. [what with the way he dressed and held himself out. but she'll be stepping back, so the old man can feel less flustered.]

[But she's so pretty when she gets close >:]

Hmmm... that's true. I'm a lot better built than I look, ya never know just how misleading baggy clothes can be. Maybe ya'll get to see me wearin' another outfit one day. [Like his uniform, that's hot.]

[that's a bit of a surprise.] Somehow it's hard to imagine you wearing anything different than what you have now. [looking like a shady, fishy old man from a guild—oh wait.]

What's that supposed ta mean? It's not as though I've seen you wearin' anything different.

[arched brow.] And when have you seen me other than the times we met?

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