[ We find Ethan and Ada walking the halls of Black Peak. Are they off for ADVENTURE? Maybe, but probably not. It's late afternoon, not that you can really tell in this place. ] [ Session start! ] * Ethan mmms. "One last night of decent accomidations..." * Ada nods, hands folded behind her head as she walks. "Tents have never appealed to me, but I suppose I'll have to deal with it." I suppose I'm kinda used to sleeping in tents and sleeping bags and such... just that, after a day of being poked with sharp sticks, s'nice to have an actual bed to collapse on. *grin* * Ada laughs. Imagine it'll be the same after a day of frantically dodging lightning bolts and such. That's it. Maybe I can convince my Lady to advance the knowledge of bed- creation spells. Troops' morale would skyrocket. * Ethan munches on a carrot. "Food creation would help, too. If not for Pantryfiller, I'd probably have to live on rations again... not a pretty thought." * Ada eyes Ethan thoughtfully. You know, if they can get over the fact that you're human, you and Pantryfiller just may be everyone's new hero. * Ethan twirls his glaive idly. "s'been a while since I've been in a full-scale batt- hmm?" If the rations are as bad as Captain Daavya implied. ... ah, I getcha. Ethan Swordbreaker: Soldier, Comedian, and Kitchen. Right. Or at least the supplies, since I'm sure Fyril's going to insist on cooking. * Ethan nods, chuckling nervously. "Which means I'm gonna hafta concentrate on producing food on demand, rather than just having it appear randomly when I think of it..." *eyes the drumstick in his hand* "... like that." *munch* Did you always eat this much, Ethan? * Ethan hmms, chews thoughtfully, and swollows, the finishes drumstick disappearing... somewhere. "Kinda. Always had a big appatite... just not a constant supply of food to go with it." Mmm. Pantryfiller is probably playing with the amount you can eat, too. * Ethan pokes himself in the ribs. "Never gained the weight to go with it, though... guess it's a good thing I work with a speed-based style, ne?" * Ada nods. "A very good thing." * Ada pauses, then looks at Ethan and smiles, almost brightly. "So, we still have some time yet. Anything you want to do?" * Ethan chuckles. "Alas, while I am confident of my skill and agility, brute strength has never been my strong point... no big rippling muscles for me." * Ada grins. "I can live without big rippling muscles." * Ethan blinks at the genuinely smiling Ada, then grins and shrugs. "I dunno... you've lived here. What's there to do besides get lost?" (Oh, you know. Look at Art. I have some very nice etchings...) (o/~) * Ada looks almost disappointed, but responds just the same. "Well, most of the places you've already been. Library, kitchen, training area, and all. There's a number of galleries, but I don't know if those are your thing or not." She continues with near-innocence, "Of course, we could always come up with something else to do." * Ethan walks along, looking thoughtful for a bit. After a while, though, a flash of realization comes across his face... right before he walks into a statue. *THUD* * Ada blinks and looks over at Ethan. Are you okay? * Ethan blinkblinks from down on the ground. "Yeah, think so. Just got... well, distracted... erm..." *blushes* * Ada nods, smiling slowly. "Well, watch out for those statues. My Lady will be very cross if you break one." She tilts her head. "So, what do you think?" * Ethan chuckles nervously, rubbing the back of his neck as he stands up. "Well, um... I may be completely misinterpreting you here, and if I am I'm really really sorry in a 'please don't blow me up' sort of way..." * Ada raises an eyebrow. * Ethan continues to ramble. "'cause you see, I've been known to be somewhat clueless about certain things, what with have the social skills of a bookshelf and all, but after the sparring and the joking around and what you just may or may not have been suggesting and I'm making absolutely no sense am I?" Not at all. * Ethan bangs his head against the wall. "Stupid stupid stupid. Good job, Ethan. Hordes of sword-wielding guys and I'm cool as can be, but one cute girl and you're reduced to a gibbering idiot..." * Ada studies Ethan. "So I'm cute?" * Ethan stops in mid-head-wall-collision. "Erm? Ah... well... yeah. Definately. Indoubtably. Most assuredly. Damn skippy, even." * Ada nods. "Good." Careful, Ethan. You might make a crack in that wall. * Ethan blinkblinks. Poor guy, now he's *really* confused. "Eh heh... whoops. Thick skull and all..." * Ada smiles. "You've made that abundantly clear. So, you were saying?" Well... erm... view! Someplace with a view. And talk. Talking good. Place with a view... I guess... erm... * Ada shakes her head. "Sure, Ethan." She gestures. [ Ada takes you to That Private Dining Room again. Perfect place for an uninterrupted romantic somethingorother, no doubt. ] (Until Xiv walks in mid-makeout. "AAH, MY EYES!") (More like watching Ethan be a gibbering idiot. And that would be funny.) ( ... you certainly have interesting tastes, Ada. Gimme a few months. He'll be vaguely coherent by then. ) There. Does this work? * Ethan nods, and shuffles over to the window. "S'hell of a view, isn't it?" [ Yes, it is. ] ( I wasn't asking you! *THWAP* ) ( I answered anyway. *nosells* ) You asked for one, so I gave it to you. * Ethan nods, staring out the window. "C'mere and watch with me for a sec... if ya don't mind..." * Ada studies Ethan for a moment, then goes to stand next to him. ( Warning, warning! Danger, Ethan Swordbreaker! ) (*cracks up*) ( ^_^_v ) * Ethan falls silent for a bit, just staring out the window. "Y'know I ain't gonna let anyone hurt you when the fighting starts, right? I know, you can handle yourself and all... still, you know that, right?" I know. You've said it many times before, Ethan. * Ethan nods. "Good. Just wanted to make sure... if you got hurt, I mean... erm... guess what I'm tryin' to say is that, well..." * Ada waits. ( "... I'm gay." ) ("I want Sei, can you introduce us? I know we're from two different worlds, but the way he drinks his coffee...") ( c.c;;;;;;;;;;; ) * Ethan turns towards Ada a big, grinning loopily. "I care about ya." (Sei so sexy!) ( Now, if Yu was *really* mean, he would've had Xivilai 'port in right before Ethan got a chance to finish that sentance. =P ) * Ada blinks at Ethan, then laughs. "It took you that long just to say four words, Ethan Swordbreaker?" * Ethan blushes, rubbing the back of his neck. "What can I say? 'round a cute girl, my brains turn to gravy." I thought your brain was normally gravy. (Not fair! Fyril and Nebby get interrupted WHENEVER WE TRY TO MAKE OUT, but Ethan and Ada... >.<) Nono, normally it's gravy with some beef in it. Right now, we're talking 100% gravy. (You didn't last session. Or in the rain. :P) (Or all those days you guys spent away from us... or the noodles!) ( Oh, they'll be interrupted. They just haven't met the trigger conditions yet. ) (Pshaw. I was tired.) Right. So is it any cute girl, or does the cute girl have to meet certain qualifications? * Ethan shakes his head. "Definately not any cute girl. Takes a special one to liquify my brains." Special one, huh. * Ada grins. "Go on." * Ethan nods, blinks, realizes exactly what he just said, blushes, blinks, and continues nodding. (He's like a dipping bird. Almost.) * Ethan continues his eloquent monologue. "... erm, well, as I was saying..." ... pardon me for a moment. * Ada waves, still grinning. "Sure." * Ethan walks over to the nearest wall, bangs his head against it a few times, muttering something that vaguely sounds like "Stop being a goober...", then returns to where he was standing. (But that's what makes you special, Ethan. ^_^) * Ada eyes Ethan. * Ethan coughs. "... I like you. A lot. Very much a lot. Gobs of liking. Oodles, even." * Ada smiles. "That wasn't so hard, was it?" ... well, aside from the half hour of stuttering like an idiot, no. *small grin* * Ada nods and looks back out the window. "I like you too," she says, not going through near the trouble Ethan did. "So, what do you want to do?" (Go to Disneyland!) * Ethan opens his mouth and closes it a few times, attempting to form a coherent response and failing miserably. * Ada looks at Ethan out of the corner of her eye and grins. She's obviously having fun. * Ethan walks back to the wall, bangs his head against a few times, then returns to where he was. "Well, I guess we could, I don't know, maybe... you're really enjoying this, aren't you?" Absolutely. Meanie. * Ada shrugs. "Never said I was nice." * Ethan ponders that for a moment, then leans in and kisses Ada tentatively. Right before Ethan manages to do so, Luigi comes barging in! "'Ey, did I hear voices in here?" * Ethan deftly manages to topple over, missing Ada and falling on his face. "Oh, Ada! It's you! Were you hungry? Wantin' a snack?" * Ada blinks down at Ethan, then looks over at Luigi. "No, that's all right. Ethan just wanted to see the view again." She eyes him. "Though what he's doing on the floor is beyond me." * Ethan mutters something distinctly uncomplimentary about the gods and their sense of humor. Luigi nods sagely. "Yes, it is hard to see the view when you're looking at the floor." * Ethan gives Luigi the Glare of Impending Death (TM) out of the corner of his eye. * Ada giggles. Luigi doesn't seem to notice the glare. "Anyway," he says, "I'm going to have a seat and relax some before the Lady's usual dinnertime arrives." He sits at one of the tables, pulls out a book, and does that. * Ethan seems to very much want to throw a pineapple at the back of Luigi's head. * Ada shakes her head and offers her hand to Ethan. ( I dunno, Ethan. Remember, he may just be a chef, but he's a chef in the employ of Xivilai. ) * Ethan looks between the pineapple, Luigi's head, and Ada's hand a few times, before sighing, tossing the pineapple off into... somewhere, and taking Ada's hand. * Ada helps Ethan up. * Ethan gets up. "Thanks... er, should we continue this conversation elsewhere?" (Etchings!) (It's Ethan. *pimpmusic*) * Ada chuckles. "If you like. I'll see you tomorrow, Luigi." Luigi nods and waves. [ Session end. ] ^_^