[Action, early evening of the 11th]

[ledbythewind]

[A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away, Richard made a certain offer to Asbel because his best friend is apparently incapable of going after the woman who likes him (aka Cheria) without outside intervention. He's already pulled some intervention in the form of mistletoe shenanigans, but since then, there's been absolutely no progress on that front and it's nearly Valentine's Day.

So Richard has decided to take matters into his own hands. As a king, he's had more than enough lessons in manners and the proper methods of courting ladies, meaning that he is going to make sure that Asbel knows how to treat a woman right, and what better way to do so than by having Asbel take him out for an evening the way he (hopefully) will with Cheria later? Of course, there's only one flaw in this plan, which is figuring out how to make Asbel forget that he's with Richard, his decidedly male best friend, and act like he would if he were going out with an actual woman. BUT HE HAS A PLAN. And said plan involves a purple dress, a bit of makeup, some jewelry, and his hair swept up into a slightly messy updo.

There, perfect. Now, to execute the plan...

Feel free to gawk at the lovely lady who is heading to Seventh Heaven to meet Asbel! Or just stare in horror because RICHARD IS THAT YOU.]

(OOC: Will probably be a bit slow with tags because I'm still sick, but this needed to be done before the event! And I am getting to the stuff in my inbox. :|b)

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[generalflirt]

[Man who is that woman? Sure her hair looks weird but the rest of that he can't help but admire. He's eating another instant burrito in the square (sue him :|) as he watches her go past. Huuuuuh.]

[holyknights]

[Alone time for Elliot Nightray is a sacred privilege and he treasures this time deeply. He happens to be heading away from the plaza after his own meal at Seventh Heaven when he notices a pretty young woman approach.]

[holyknights]

[...and he stops, raising an eyebrow. That pretty young woman looks an awful lot like...]

[holyknights]

[WHAT.]

[ledbythewind]

[Better think fast, Elliot, because Richard is going to be stopping to wave cheerily.]

Good evening, Elliot.

[ledbythewind]

[Yeah, you know you like those legs, Masaomi. But Richard hasn't spotted you just yet...]

[holyknights]

[For lack of a better word, "laksjhdaflskahfs" effectively describes how Elliot feels right about now.

Dear god, it is Richard. But how. Why.

What is happening here.]

[holyknights]

Wh-what do you think you're doing dressed like that?! Have you no decency?!

[ledbythewind]

... is it riding up in the back?

[He knows exactly what Elliot means by that, of course, but he can't resist the urge to troll a bit first.]

[holyknights]

How the hell should I know?!

[Elliot is flustered, insulted, and embarrassed all at the same time. HE CAN'T HANDLE THIS...]

[ledbythewind]

[Okay, that's enough to get Richard to start laughing. He's sorry, Elliot... sort of. This is too much fun.]

I'm sorry, I was only joking.

[holyknights]

[Elliot is too pure for your jokes, Richard...!]

Joking?! [He's not sure that "joking" explains what he's seeing right now...!] Aren't you a little too old for dress-up?! You're a grown man!

[ledbythewind]

How else am I supposed to teach Asbel the proper way to court a woman? I thought his imagination might need a bit of help in that department, so I decided to dress like this for the occasion.

[statice]

[And this is Leo, emerging from the library with more books. Remember how he tends to have piles of books taller than himself? This is one of those times.

Isn't it amazing how a pile of books can totter so much? ...towards his general direction?]

[holyknights]

[...w h a t.]

And this sounded like a good idea to you? It's his fault if he doesn't know any better!

I love this too much not to tag the hell out of it.

[lostinmyway]

[Doot de doot de doo, just another evening of enjoying the snow....

Oh, my, what a pretty lady. ...But does Grune know her? She looks a little familiar...hmm, or does she?

These questions and similar ones are now being pondered by Grune, who has stopped in the middle of the street and is just kind of studying Richard with a finger against her cheek. Say hello?]

I gladly take all the blame for this.

[drawnbythesword]

[While Richard makes his way over to Seventh Heaven, Asbel is already waiting for him, sitting at a table. For once, Asbel's on time, Richard, and he's waiting for you. Best not to keep him waiting.

If only he knew what exactly Richard had in store for him.]

[generalflirt]

[He does. To flirt or... not to flirt. He's leaning on no so that he can continue to admire without hitting a layer of moral ambiguity]

/pinged by guy in purple dress, thank you.

[gardeningaia]

[ Aerith is staring. Although it's not so much horror as...hey, isn't something about that woman...?

... Hmmm. Let's walk up to her! ]

Excuse me.

[musubi]

[Sudden Isamu on Richard's shoulder.]

I want a tally.

[ledbythewind]

[Good choice, Masaomi. But Richard has noticed him by now and he'll be turning to give him a wave.]

Masaomi!

[ledbythewind]

Of which?

[Him in a dress, or him doing ridiculous things? He's got quite a score for both by now... okay so only two for the dress bit, but shhh.]

[musubi]

Of how many guys hit on you over the course of the evening.

[It will make him feel a little better.]

[ledbythewind]

[That's a very pretty lady sauntering up to your table with a smile there, Asbel. Yeah, check out those legs, he's even wearing low heels to add to the effect.]

Good evening, Asbel. I'm a bit surprised you got here first.

[ledbythewind]

Don't tell me you're jealous.

[Let's face it, Isamu, you did not look nearly as nice in a dress.]