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a speed date was just another, fancy word for making a friend, right? [break][break]

... right?[break][break]

she was sure that was the case, considering that's what.. she was told before? when she signed up, she was told that things could take a romantic or a platonic turn, though she didn't think that she'd be thrown into a more festive area. well.. it was supposed to be a speed date, so maybe she could make a friend! yeah, that's why she signed up. romance was a nice touch, but.. watching people under an alter was much, much more satisfying than standing under one, herself. at least, that's what she likes to think. [break][break]

she came out clad in white and red, with a puffy white, plush sweater and stockings with fur lined boots. father told her to dress up warmly, so a beret was slapped on the side of the blonde girl's head. a puff of frigid air escapes her lips as she nests herself in an empty bench, azure eyes gazing towards the lights that hang off the trees of the town. "it really is beautiful~" she chimes to herself, gloved hands resting against the cover of the sketchbook she brought. [break][break]

yeah, it was supposed to be a time to socialize, but it's near impossible to tell her to not draw! especially with such a pretty sight, watching as the lights illuminate the branches shrouded by darkness. besides, her partner hadn't arrived yet (she thinks), so she probably has some time, right? [break][break]

with a smile on her lips, the young woman pulls a mechanical pencil, with a little cleffa charm hanging from the end of it, to begin sketching the scenery before her. an arching tree with the same lights? a pathway with the same idea, or maybe an illuminated floor that reacted with each step, like ripples in water? she had to get all of this down on paper, lest they fade unlike the snowflakes that rested in her locks of hair.

no more goodbyes, though my heart is still aching

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FUCK IT, I'VE BEEN FEELING SO HEARTLESS

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quickest one to his heart is through his sketchbook.

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Why had he thought this would be a good idea? It wasn't like he enjoyed these types of events ordinarily. Let alone when they were winter-themed. Xander shifted uncomfortably, side-eying the fake snow with a furrowed brow. He'd come to Hoenn to escape the cold, not have it thrown in his face like this.[break][break]

"Whatever," he sighed. Today was about socializing anyway; the backdrop didn't matter. Not that he planned to take this speed dating thing all that seriously. Evident by his attire, a black and red bomber jacket overtop a white button-down shirt with black cargo pants and converse high tops. There wasn't much of a point to dressing up. His chances of finding a meaningful relationship during this event were laughably slim.[break][break]

Speaking of, Xander needed to find his 'date' - there wasn't much time to mingle. He was looking for a blonde named Felicity. They hadn't given out name tags, or at least he hadn't received one. So finding her might have been difficult if he hadn't been shown a picture of her when they announced the pairings.[break][break]

Navigating through the town, Xander kept his eyes open for someone who resembled the woman he'd been shown. It took a few minutes (and one awkward conversation), but he managed to spot who he thought was her. An attractive blonde in a puffy white sweater, she sat on a bench with a sketchbook on her lap. Xander observed her from a distance as she sketched the scenery. She looked so focused, he almost didn't want to disturb her.[break][break]

"A fellow artist? Man, what are the chances of that?" asked Xander sarcastically as he walked down the brightly lit pathway. He flashed his best smile and brushed some hair away from his face. "You're Felicity, right? I'm Xander, the poor bastard you're stuck with for the next ten or so minutes." Xander chuckled dryly and nodded to the sketchbook on her lap.[break][break]

"Sketching anything interesting or doing some mindless doodling?" maybe this wouldn't be so bad. He could spend the next ten minutes talking about art.

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a shame that hoenn didn't get cold, normally. from what she remembers, there had to be some sort of intervention, right? at least, it was something that ice pokemon could make. a miracle, she thinks, and ideas of utilizing their abilities only made rambunctious ideas become all the more plausible. otherwise impossible feats would be less of a dream and faraway fantasies. indeed, pokemon were incredible and vital to her aesthetic pleasures and needs. [break][break]

fixated on her sketchbook, the young woman doesn't notice that her partner ha already arrived to meet her. hell, she didn't even notice the man as he walked up to her and, were it not for his actual comment, she would have completely dismissed him as addressing someone else. it had to click in her for a second before she raises her gaze, looking up to a dark-skinned man who towered above her. it wasn't until he was standing just a few ways away, was she able to properly process and react. [break][break]

her hands immediately shut the sketchbook closed, with a hue of pink reaching to her ears. did he see the sketchbook? did he see what she was drawing? gods, she hoped that he didn't. if he did, she'd get titan to dig her a hole to crawl into! there was nothing more embarrassing than being caught with a sketchbook that depicted something that could come straight out of a fairy tale. it was embarrassing, it made her look and feel like a kid. [break][break]

his eyes fall on the book, of which she picks up to hold close to her chest, almost as though to protect it from any prying eyes. "w-well.." she stammers, holding it over the lower half of her face, hoping to hide the embarrassment that seeped through to her expression "s-scenery.." she quietly mutters, fingers curled along the edges of the book. with the same flush along her cheeks, she slowly begins to lower the book from her face as she composes herself. [break][break]

"sorry about that~.. i was just a little startled. it's nice to meet you~"

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He'd be lying if he said her reaction hadn't caught him off guard. She'd practically jumped right out of her skin the moment he'd spoken up. It was hard not to laugh when it happened. Thankfully, he managed to keep it together. If the shade of her cheeks were any indication, it was a good thing he had too.[break][break]

Cute as her pink cheeks were, the reason for them didn't register to Xander right away. It wasn't until he noticed how tightly she was holding her sketchbook that it finally clicked. He'd never felt any embarrassment when it came to his artwork. Even when he was still learning, Xander wasn't afraid to share his art. It had honestly never occurred to him that others might be.[break][break]

Great, now he felt like an asshole.[break][break]

Xander nodded as she stammered out a reply. Yeah, it was cute and adorable, but it only made him feel worse for putting her on the spot. "Scenery, huh? That's pretty cool." Xander tried his best to sound as enthusiastic as possible. Not that he wasn't or anything because he definitely was. "Believe it or not, landscapes are actually my expertise." he added with a small smile.[break][break]

"Hey, don't worry about it." Xander waved a hand in the air, "I should probably be apologizing to you honestly. Not only was I late, but my opener was shit too." he let out a dry and awkward laugh. In the hopes of making her more comfortable, Xander took a seat beside her on the bench. He leaned back and looked up at the sky.[break][break]

"Really though, I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. Art is just one of the few things I'm passionate about." it felt like it was the only thing he cared about sometimes. "So I got a bit excited when I saw you sketching." and like always, he'd opened his mouth without thinking. Strange how often that habit landed him in troublesome and awkward situations. Xander lowered his head, strands of scarlet hair obscuring his face as he turned to her.[break][break]

"We can talk about something else if you'd like?"

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it's a lie if she said she wasn't wary. [break][break]

... yeah, she was just a tiny bit wary. even though she's lived in civilization for a good chunk of her life, she's still no good with people older than her. that, and because of how sudden he made himself known. jesus, she could have sworn she had a near heart attack! she could have, anyways. at least, he seemed nice enough. he didn't try to sneak up on her, and try to look over her shoulder at what she was drawing (unlike some previous classmates growing up, which taught her to always watch her back). [break][break]

the pink subsides from her cheeks as she regains her composure, gradually easing herself into the bench. she intended to smile and nod, until what he said actually registered. from there, a spark of interest was lit in the young woman's eyes as they shine with intrigue. "really?" she perks up, balled up hands resting on the hardcover top of the sketchbook sitting on her lap. it wasn't everyday where you'd meet an artist who enjoyed scenery as much and, though she was going to specialize more in layout and planning, decorations and atmosphere was what interested her the most. [break][break]

"ah.." she catches the spike in excitement, then fumbling to catch herself with a soft, clumsy giggle. "no, no no, it's fine! i was just way too invested in my drawing!" she tries to reassure him, tilting her head. how could she be upset with an apology like that? she knows that he must have been trying his best, with how he even lowered his head. it almost broke her heart, seeing someone apologize for something like this! how could she feel wary about someone who was being genuine about this? she'd be a monster if she continued. a monster. [break][break]

"hm.." she hums at that offer, trying to think up of other topics. what could they talk about? well... the safest option would probably be art, considering they seemed to have a shared passion of it. she leans forwards, tilting and lowering her head a bit to hopefully meet eye contact with the warm smile maintained on her lips. "what kind of scenery do you draw, then? do you draw people, too? figure drawings and stuff? do you draw as a hobby?" she asks, hoping to dissipate any remaining tension or guilt that might have lingered in the air, and start a conversation about himself.

no more goodbyes, though my heart is still aching

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