a stormy kind of love [sd]

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Remiel Calcifet
a stormy kind of love [sd]
POSTED ON Feb 18, 2020 0:28:04 GMT
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Royalty is wasted on those who don't achieve definition in conflict and build their own legacy.
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speed date startu
With his leg folded across one knee, his hands resting on his lap, his back straight against the chair, and his body spaced away from the table at exactly one foot, Remiel comfortably sat as he waited for his first appointment to arrive. He wore a black waffle-stitch cashmere sweater over a white buttoned-up shirt. His dark brown trousers were neatly ironed and cut-off just before his ankles, preceding the pair of polished black loafers he wore. His hair was neatly groomed and his eyes lacked their trademark black glasses in favor of contacts. Hovering diligently beside him was his faithful Sinistea.

When the young royal caught sight of a familiar face, and realized she was headed his way, he was quick to smoothly rise from his seat and extend a hand in greeting. "Miss Silph. It's a pleasure to see you again." He nonchalantly stated, bowing slightly and prompting the Sinistea to mimic the action. Pulling out her chair for her, the Galarian gestured for her to sit before taking his own seat once more. After settling in, he continued.

"You're not here to find love, are you?" He was, of course, only assuming. But at least he hadn't asked if she was a virgin again. "If so, I'd be surprised."
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Stormy Silph
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POSTED ON Feb 18, 2020 0:58:13 GMT
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Stormy arrives right on time, dressed to the nines in a beautiful and intricate red dress. It nearly matches the crimson hue of her eyes and the fabric moves soft against her softer skin. She seems to exert confidence and warmth.[break][break]

The atmosphere puts her into a calm state, only the click of her heels disturbing the rhythmic hum of idle conversation, and glasses of wine tinging against one another as other partners offered a toast from time to time.[break][break]

At first glance, the woman doesn't immediately recognize the composed expression of a friend. Something about the structure of his face is different, missing a key component. He speaks and offers her his hand and she takes it, but her gaze is sharp and focused, scanning his stormy grey eyes and the bridge of his nose, the shape of his cheekbones.[break][break]

And when he pulls the chair out for her and she's teased with the smell of his cologne, she's put the pieces together and she allows an excitable "aha!" to spark from her lips.[break][break]

"Hmm.. maybe, maybe not. Why the surprise?"[break][break]

But she's quick to confirm her suspicions and say what had originally been on her mind - she just hadn't wanted to interrupt his question.[break][break]

"You aren't wearing your glasses."[break][break]

From her heel, a small golden Growlithe puppy waits obediently, having kept stuck to her side like glue. His eyes haven't left the shadow of her chin.[break][break]

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Remiel Calcifet
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POSTED ON Feb 18, 2020 21:02:01 GMT
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P.Y.T. <3
"Your popularity." Remiel frankly replied when asked why he would find such a thing surprising. "Surely, you're cognizant of all the fans that would clamor to get a chance at romance with you."

When she realized that he wasn't wearing his glasses, however, Remiel played along with the change in topic. "Yes, well," His eyes shifted down to the Growlithe by her side, and his Sinistea peeked out of its cup to look at it, too. It appeared well-trained. "I don't often wear my contacts. But sometimes my glasses get in the way."

Just then, one of the waitresses ferried over a bottle of wine and two glasses. After acknowledging the bands on their wrists that designated them over the appropriate age for drinking alcohol, the waitress uncorked the wine bottle for them and offered to pour the first glass. Remiel would nod and, as his glass was filled with liquid crimson, continued. "You look lovely today, Miss Silph. Even without my glasses, that much is perfectly clear."
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Stormy Silph
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POSTED ON Feb 19, 2020 2:28:41 GMT
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Stormy makes a face at his matter-of-fact comment, eyebrows creasing together as she waves off the comment.[break][break]

"Fans? What fans? What kind of person do you think I am?"[break][break]

The woman does, however, watch him curiously, as if pondering if he is admitting his own intentions and intrigue.[break][break]

When eyes become trained on the young pup, Stormy's gaze moves with theirs and her hand reaches down to pet the young pup. His tongue lolls from his mouth and hangs.[break][break]

"You're a good boy, hey, Hach?"[break][break]

Stormy's eyes find Remiel's unframed ones, and a smile creeps across her face as she studies him.[break][break]

"I quite like your glasses."[break][break]

Wine presents itself by way of a pretty waitress that Stormy addresses with a smile and a nod, encouraging the woman to fill her glass as well. Once the liquid stills she reaches for the glass to offer a toast just as Remiel comments on her appearance.[break][break]

A bashful type of laugh breaks Stormy's confident expression as warmth threatens her cheeks. She shakes her head and offers her glass forward.[break][break]

"You flatter me. You don't look so bad yourself, even without the glasses."[break][break]

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Remiel Calcifet
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POSTED ON Feb 21, 2020 4:07:54 GMT
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celebrity lyfe
Surely, Remiel thought, she was feigning ignorance about the number of people who adored the gym leader-turned elite four member. Some had clamored just outside the doors of the contest hall, after all. One of them had even been carrying a pillow in her likeness. But, regardless of the fact, she didn't seem to care to dwell on it. And the black-haired royal found that favorable. Though not just because she'd chosen to compliment him instead.

She laughed after he'd regarded her beauty tonight, and he briefly took note of the faint red glow on her cheeks before their glasses clinked together delicately in a toast. "To our blessed genes, then," He remarked. "May our good looks wither gracefully into old age— much like a fine wine." Before he lowered his glass to his lips to finish the toast, he regarded the playfulness in his words for a split-second. It was most unusual. But something about the red-eyed woman sitting across from him inspired it, he knew that much.

Remiel tilted the cup back, and the Sinistea hovering by his shoulder mimicked the action, keeping itself tilted as well while he took a sip of the subpar wine. When he was done, he set the glass down and swiftly licked his lips. It certainly wasn't the best wine he'd tasted— far from it, in fact. But there was something to be said for its sweet tartness. His shifted his focus away from the libation, however, and set his blue-grey eyes on a gaggle of schoolgirls on the sidelines of the event. Several of them blushed and buried their faces away when he regarded them. Yet his nonchalant expression remained ever the same.

"The tabloids in Galar have already begun making predictions about a union in marriage between Calcifet and Silph..." He said matter-of-factly. Then, suddenly, shifted his gaze back onto her own.

"What do you think about that?"
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POSTED ON Feb 21, 2020 15:08:29 GMT
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The red liquid sloshes back and forth patiently as they conclude their toast. She brings it to her lips gently, taking a small and deliberate sip. [break][break]

Stormy smiles at his amusing comment mixed with a compliment. She quite liked the sound of being compared to a fine wine.[break][break]

As she sets her glass back down, the thump thump of Hachiko's tail against the leg of her chair reverberates wildly. It seemed he'd caught sight of something he took a fancy too, or some delicious smell of food.[break][break]

The moment passes without much incident other than a quite whine indicating his desire for whatever it was he had seen.[break][break]

Stormy's attention reverts back to Remiel's, surprise evident in the wideness of her eyes as she catches onto what he's saying. Her blush intensifies immensely at his forward comment, and she blinks once, slowly.[break][break]

She is immediately reminded of her brief affair with another Galar prince, and how quickly he had proposed a similar idea. [break][break]

"That seems very forward, especially for a first date."[break][break]

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Remiel Calcifet
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POSTED ON Feb 23, 2020 6:02:11 GMT
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au revoir~
His blue-grey hues remained fixed on her reaction. Holding his glass of wine perfectly balanced in the air with two fingers, the Galarian royal gently stirs the crimson liquid, prompting his Sinistea to mimic the circular motion over his shoulder. The red blush on her cheeks is bright enough to act as a stop light for incoming traffic. It is evident that she's grown embarrassed by the idea. What strikes his curiosity even more, however, is her usage of words.

"Oh? Is that what you considered our assignment then? Our first date?" He'd been speaking about the press and their implications of the two after their first sighting together in Oldale Town, after all. Not a personal request for marriage. But, he spoke it as nonchalantly as anything else he'd said tonight, and therefore made no implication that he was either against or for the idea. His question simply came from an insatiable curiosity about the human mind— one that, unfortunately, was signaled to come to an end for now by the rosy jingle of the event.

As they announced the shift in partners, Remiel got up from his chair and set his half-finished wine on the table, deeming it not worthy enough to finish in one swig. Before he left to attend to his next partner, however, a proper farewell was in order. So the black-haired royal calmly took a step forward, mindful not to step on the Growlithe's paw, before leaning down as close to Stormy's ear as he could get. His sharp, indifferent eyes were fixed on the fanboys and girls watching them from afar as he spoke:

"Maybe giving them something real to talk about for once wouldn't be so bad, hm? Who knows..."

The young royal slowly pulled away afterwards, taking her hand if she offered it and gently pecking the top of it (much to the delight of the fanbase) before the faintest trace of smile graced his lips. Otherwise, he would simply bow. And afterwards, he would straighten his collar and walk off without another word, his Sinistea offering a parting bow of its own before quickly tagging along.

EXIT DATE 1

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POSTED ON Feb 24, 2020 1:24:47 GMT
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Stormy's confident expression seems to falter as she notices how intensely he observes her. Her eyelashes flutter briefly as she averts her gaze, clears her throat, and attempts to make sense of the situation. Clearly she had misinterpreted something, or misunderstood the situation.[break][break]

"Oh.. ah-"[break][break]

She hesitates as she fights for control over her words, to rectify the misunderstanding. Unfortunately, awkwardness and embarrassment chokes out her tone and she finds herself sipping her wine more fervently.[break][break]

Remiel had clearly understood her reaction as to being related to their Dracovish mission together - or whatever that inhumane beast had been. She had more accurately been referring to the date they were on now, sitting across from each other with a glass of mediocre wine.[break][break]

"N-no, no that's not what I meant at all."[break][break]

But before she could more accurately explain what she had meant, the innate chime for a change in partners sounds and the both of them get to their feet. Both glasses are abandoned and almost certainly removed from the table by an attentive employee before the tables were wiped down and replaced.[break][break]

Astonishment presents itself in the shadow of her cheeks as Remiel leans in against her ear. The tickle of his warm breath smells fruity and sweet and she breaths in quickly, masking her surprise.[break][break]

The young man's whisper leaves her speechless as his hand reaches for hers in order to plant a kiss against her skin. When she returns her hand back to her chest, she is overwhelmed and unsure what to make of the situation. But it's time to move on and meet her next speed date, so she collects herself quickly and casts the young Calcifet another glance.[break][break]

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