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Greetings. My name is Weiss Schnee. I'm a Huntress and a member of team RWBY. I hail from a world called Remnant, and I was once a citizen of the kingdom of Atlas.
I tend to wear my hair in different ways. Why don't you tell me which style you think suits me best?
To learn the ins and outs of this resort, mostly. And of course, get back to Remnant, where my friends are.
With regard to the games here? Let's just say I'd like to upgrade my suite.
For combat related talents, I am an exceptional fencer and my swordsmanship is beyond compare. My Semblance allows me to create Glyphs, as well, which make me capable of performing feats like making shields and platforms, time dilation, or summoning creatures that are under my command. I'm also very proud to say that I know a thing or two about making weaponry; I did, after all, design my own weapon.
Of course, I'm not just all work and no play. I'm a skilled artist, with a talent for dancing, playing the piano, songwriting, and singing. I've performed in front of my kingdom many, many times, and even my fellow students at Beacon loved my performances.
You should also see how 🥨flexible🥨 I can be.
I've read many books since I was a child, as reading is one of my favourite past times. The classics never get old, such as: The Boy Who Fell From the Sky, The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, The Corpse Doctor, amongst others.
I tend not to watch movies, and I only do so when people invite me out. As such, I don't really have a favourite. Maybe you can invite me to watch a movie with you and change my mind? 👉👈
When it comes to my taste in music, I do enjoy operas and ballads, but I've also branched out and have been listening to pop and rock songs. There's just rap which I don't quite understand...
And lastly, for food, I am typically not a very picky eater. I like to eat light and healthy, so salads, quinoa, and granola are in my usual diet. I do love frozen yoghurt best, though! Especially blueberry flavoured frozen yoghurt. That would be my favourite. And crepes, of course!
I haven't had time to sit down and think of what kind of partner is ideal for me. Of course, somebody mature would be best, because I have no interest in childish things. Someone who will look out for me, give me attention and affection, and call me a good girl. 💙💙💙
Someone I can have an intellectual conversation with over either coffee or tea, or someone who can challenge me and push me to my limits would be best. I'd like to grow as a person as well, after all.
Cocktails
.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES
Neither!
.03 SHOWER OR BATH
Baths
.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS
Ninjas
.05 TITS OR ASS
I think this highly depends on the context
.06 COFFEE OR TEA
Coffee
.07 SPICY OR SWEET
Sweet
.08 SUMMER OR WINTER
Winter!
.09 LEATHER OR LACE
Lace
10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX
Classified
ESTJ-A
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Sometimes, she can't help but become hesitant about it, though. Ragna not being used to affection (she doesn't blame him) doesn't give her much to work with when it comes to what's too much, what's too little. She just wants him to know that she appreciates him.
So it's also why he should be picking out where they should eat. He's been so accommodating of her with all these dresses and all. They aren't even done yet! They're coming back for his clothes and her shoes! ]
Sure. Maybe an actual restaurant, or do you still want to go to the food court? You can pick.
[ Finally, she steps out of the dressing room, carrying the black dress with her to put in the pile of dresses that she tried on. Ragna is tasked to carry it all... :') ]
I want them all. That's okay, right? You can go on ahead to the cashier. I'll look for a petticoat and come find you.
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There's flirting and rolling with the punches of the big game they all play, but then there's the way she treats him...even from the day they first met without either of them truly realizing how deep this would run...
It's a feeling that he knows he can't take for granted. That he never will. Which is why when she asks him about the food court, Ragna doesn't even have to think for another second before she gets her answer. ]
I want an actual restaurant with you. Find somewhere nice to sit down without all the hustle and bustle of everyone walking around us.
[ Every dress is now hanging upon his person effortlessly. Thankfully, they can at least order that they get whisked away to her Suite before they're finally done. ]
Yeah. Take 'em all, Weiss.
[ He can't really return any kind of affectionate gesture before taking his leave while wrapped up in dresses like this in his hands and arms. But he can at least sway his hip subtly to bump alongside hers with a contented smile. What she did earlier? It meant more than he may have ever truly been able convey with words. Even without the cursed chips in his account, Ragna may have very well gone ahead and done this for her already. In the months since coming here, Weiss deserved it and then some.
A shame that good mood of his sours slightly the instant he steps outside the dressing room because sure enough...hanging around with their hands behind their backs and whistling away as if nothing was amiss or they weren't trying to voyeur their way into listening to the Queen getting royally slammed, was the staff waiting on them. ]
Hey you two.
[ One of them cocks a brow at the Grim Reaper as if they had been inconvenienced severely.
"Yes sir?" ]
Lord Bloodedge?
[ Right??? Correcting them since it was by their Queen's behest that they treat him like royalty too, that they begrudgingly use the title he's now wielding like the smartass that he is. ]
Take me up to the front counter with these dresses, wouldja? Everything's being paid for by me.
[ "Ohhh nooo. That just won't do at all, Lord Bloodedge. Please, allow us to take all the dresses for you and package them all up! We'll bring them up to the front for you to pay once you're ready." Without waiting for Ragna's approval or not, they start stripping the dresses off his body like they're taking their coats at the end of a party before leaving. At first, as odd as their shift in attitude was so suddenly...Weiss did say they needed to treat him with more respect if they wanted to be witness to her getting SOOOOO HORNY. A free hand now on his hip, he sighs as he looks around to see if he can spot Weiss amidst the spacious shopping floor.
He can't. She really did take off to go finish up. ]
Oh well. I guess I'll wait up front.
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By the time Weiss comes to find her Wagna at the cashier...
He's nowhere to be found. Not in plain sight anyway. The only thing beside the seemingly oh-so-satisfied cashier who merely watched as Love Dove workers did their magic, was a colourful display of boxes, all of which were stacked as wide as they were high and adorned with the most prestigious of ribbons. But...wait. Why does this pile of boxes have legs? A very familiar pair of legs in black hakama pants. ]
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It's close to ten minutes that Weiss is gone. By the time she's found herself at the check-out counter, she hands the cashier the petticoat so it can be put in a box and then given to Ragna. Though what the staff member does is to be pack the new item and just toss it at the very top of an already tall stack of boxes. Weiss' eyes follow as soon as she gives her thanks and— ]
Oh!
[ A stack of boxes with legs!! Weiss snickers, recognising those knees anywhere, even if they're covered by those black pants.
Shing! A Glyph is summoned, and Weiss steps on it to bring her up to eye level of the said stack. Turns out, there's a gap between two boxes right in the middle where the "stacks's" face would be. ]
Hi, Wagna. [ OuO ] What in the world are you up to?
[ With his hands busy, he won't be able to do anything when she slips her hand in the whole to poke his nose. Boop.
Don't drop the boxes!! ]
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Hi, Angel. [ (`ー´╬) ] Turning into a giftbox display case. You?
[ Boop. ]
[ "Will that be everything, Queen??" the cashier asks with their hands rubbing together. The affectionate little display of booping the concealed Crimson Calamity was admittedly endearing despite his rank...and perhaps enough soften up their disposition of him despite the fact they ignored literally all of his complaints while they buried him.
They won't even need Ragna to tap his Watch against the point of sale device! Seeing as he's a registered guest with a rank, and should he give his consent, they can pull the appropriate amount of chips out of his account now! ]
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Does she have to make a scene again? It looks like it. ]
Oh! [ Louder, Weiss! ] I would get SO HORNY if Wagna could carry me instead of all these boxes that someone else was supposed to be taking care of!
[ In an instant, someone's already lifting all the boxes from Ragna's arms, "YES MA'AM, RIGHT AWAY MA'AM". Instead of take the boxes to Weiss' suite though, they stare at Weiss, waiting for the queen to either be scooped up into Ragna's arms. She could also jump into his arms, that would be great too.
Weiss doesn't know what's being expected of either of them at first, but soon realises that- ah crap, does she... have to do what she just said? Right in front of them? She doesn't know if Ragna would appreciate that, and even she feels a little embarrassed to do that when so many people could see! So she blinks up at her Crimson Calamity, quietly seeking for help or for him to take the reins in this situation.
Tasukete, Wagna... ]
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That's right!Hey wait a minute...!
[ Sure enough, the staff are already deconstructing the glorious stack they've assembled for Tour de Bloodedge, until he's finally liberated of being used as a display stand for all the pretty boxes that are now within Love Dove's capable hands. Especially in the presence of a glorious Queen that's made some VERY bold claims right about now. One? She was gonna get SUPER horny when the boxes are off him! Two? That'll ESPECIALLY happen when she's being carried by her Wagna instead!
And he fixes her with an incredulous look as the two find themselves immediately put on the spot. In fact, it seems as though they're withholding taking his money until they're sated by their dear Queen's promising decree.
Then she blinks up at her Crimson Calamity with those bright, pure blues of hers. She knows she goofed up. He doesn't have to say it. Was he embarrassed? Yes.
Was he far more keen on getting the hell out of here? Doubly yes. So, ]
As you command~ [ With a smooth stride, Ragna effortlessly sweeps Weiss up and off her feet until she's boldly scooped up into his strong arms. Forget being a Queen. She's being carried like a princess right now. For added emphasis, he stifles his shame and rolls with her in this mess and declares loudly, with a trace of sensualism attached: ] Ohhh yeah! I'm just getting SOOOO hard now that I get to carry Weiss instead of all those boxes! That'll go STRAIGHT to her royal suite after I pay for EVERYTHING!
[ They're gonna let him pay finally and let them leave. Quickly leans into Weiss' ear and hisses: ]
Quick. Moan or some shit.
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He, too, is going to get SOOOO hard! The staff couldn't really care less about a rank 3 getting aroused or anything, but knowing and believing that this erection of his will benefit one of the queens of the resort, then they fully support him. Lord Bloodedge, get all the blood right on that edge— wait ]
Oh god, why are you playing along?!
[ She whispers it right back at him but sees that the staff are still looking at them. Please, queen! Give them some bread crumbs... something that will make them feel like they're of USE. That their service is great. Get SOOOOOO horny like you said you would! ]
U- Um... O- Oh, Ragna! [ Did her voice just crack? She looks at Ragna and winces, hoping that sounded sexy?? ] Mmmhmm... I can't wait until my nose is touching your skin when I suck on that- that king kong dong of yours!
[ That was what he wanted, right? She moaned! And some shit! And to add to that, she even presses her boobs together. With her strapless outfit, the squeezing from both sides makes her breasts look a lot rounder, accentuating her cleavage, too. He can keep her steady with both his arms, she isn't worried about holding onto him right now. ]
Oil me up and slip that king kong dong right between my ti- [ The staff start giggling and whispering before one of them slaps the other on the ass and walks away. The boxes with all of Weiss' new clothes are put inside a shopping cart and wheeled away to the suite.
Looks like the staff are minding their own business now? Good. Weiss lets out a sigh of relief. ] I thought I had to finish that sentence... I'm glad I don't have to.
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It's a double kill. ]
[ "Oh god, why are you playing along?!" ]
[ Ah, ah, ah! There's no time! Weiss' voice cracks and she moans as she looks up at him for guidance. Under his breath, Ragna hisses again: ]
Yeah like that goodgood—
[ "Mmmhmm... I can't wait until my nose is touching your skin when I suck on that- that king kong dong of yours!" ]
[ CLEARS THROAT AS SHE STARTS SQUEEZING HER BOOBS TOGETHER. He gets "weak in the knees". He's reaching his breaking point here. One of the staff members murmurs something about "oh hey yeah that IS the guy at the top of the list huh". Take his money please. Or kill him. Preferably take his money. Please. ]
[ Fucking no. He can't. Take it home, Weiss. ]
[ "Oil me up and slip that king kong dong right between my ti-" ]
[ Just like that, the staff are sated. One slaps the ass of the other. BING! goes Lord Bloodedge's Watch as an excessive amount of dirty chips are taken from his account and it's all paid for. The cashier bows their head and wishes them a pleasant rest of their day as the staff wheel away the mountain of boxes containing her dresses and other articles. Without so much as a nod, what with his arms currently preoccupied in holding the tiny Schnee breasting as boobily as she can manage with her perky size, they make a beeline for the front exit and reemerge outside as if nothing was amiss.
Save for still carrying Weiss anyway as she heaves a sigh of relief with him. ]
So...
[ ...Now's not the time to grill her on almost finally saying a dirtier word. They're BOTH dying here. ]
...you still feeling pasta?
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There's no time to argue though. They've got an act to keep up aaaall the way until they make their exit! Weiss doesn't even ask to be set down yet when it looks like they're in the clear. Ragna can do that on his own.
When he asks if she's still feeling pasta, she just nods. Another boop to his nose just because.
(No wonder Nora likes booping Ren... she gets it now! It's actually really fun.) ]
Sure. And a milkshake, please!
[ She even said the magic word!! Are you proud of her, Ragna?? Does it help forget about those embarrassing moments just a couple of minutes ago? ]
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*EDITOR'S NOTE: The pizza was death.
Boop. ]
[ Giving her tiny body an affirming squeeze in his arms, he half-smiles for her as he gently sets her back down on her own two feet by his side. He's proud of her. ...Hell. There's a part of him that's proud of himself. Even if he, frankly, really didn't want to relive that moment again. It's best kept there, thank you.
Wait until they gave to go back for HIS wardrobe.]Extra thick, just for you, princess.
[ That's when that half-smile shifts into something more genuine and brighter. ...When was the last time he let himself feel like this in his lifetime? If ever? ]
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[ By now, Ragna carrying Weiss and setting her down has become something she's used to. She trusts him completely. Also, it's really fun to be carried around like that??? She likes it a lot when it's Ragna who does it, too. It feels like she can see everything from up there!!
Even now, when he does set her down, she just beams up at him in thanks for his service. ]
What are you going to have? Oh, and have you ever had a milkshake before?
[ She'll have to straighten her skirt out for a bit, but it doesn't take very long before she's good to go! Pasta and a milkshake... they'd have a ton of luck at a place with pizza, too. ]
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But not before he steps in by her side to slide his hand in hers out of habit. If he didn't do it first, she would have. It's the bustling nature of the mall, right? It's just so they wouldn't get split up! ...Is what he might have told himself in the past. Now it's genuinely just something he wants— especially when it concerned the first person who opened his eyes to how touching someone without consequence could feel this good. That it could feel this okay. If the day came where the Azure Grimoire regained its old potency, it's one that he would only dread if it meant being unable to do this again.
Either way, he takes the lead once more, an idle tug all it takes as they blend in with the rest of the crowd walking through the mall as they make their way to one of the few spacious dining districts the Nest provides; it wasn't anything like the food courts, but restaurants lining the walls of the hallway! ]
I'm feeling something meatier...I'm gonna hafta look at the menu for specific names. [ Granted, pizzerias or Italian restaurants would have a bigger variety in the first place. Ragna might change his mind. fdkjlas ] And...huh. You know what? I actually haven't. Not even since I got here.
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If the day ever came when he wouldn't be able to do this again, let alone be close to her, Weiss would be more than disappointed. It wouldn't be something she'd accept.
Fortunately, that day likely won't be coming any time soon. She can live blissfully being so close to him. He can live the way he should have been able to for all these years. ]
I was going to suggest that you order one for yourself, but you'll probably be full if you have a lot of meat... Do you want to just share a milkshake?
[ A nice thick milkshake with a cherry on top! She'd even tie the stem into a knot with her tongue. . . he'd be so scandalised, probably. ]
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[ Old Ragna would have been scandalized already for just sharing a milkshake with a girl. Let alone anybody. But that isn't going to stop him from blushing right now as the thought occurs to him that they're going to share a straw and...oh wait. No. No, he didn't get flustered about something as stupid as an "indirect" kiss. ]
I'm not the hugest sweets guys as you know, but splitting it with you's probably for the best.
[ There's only a few seconds of a lull in their conversation, arms gently swaying side by side before he muses out loud, ]
You got a favourite flavour?
[ Don't say Wagna. ]
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[ Weiss isn't even thinking about the implications of sharing a milkshake. It just makes sense to share one if he isn't going to have much room for one, and he doesn't even like sweets that much, anyway. But since he hasn't tried one before, she just wants him to experience it!! ]
I don't really have a favourite. Blueberry, I guess? Oh, and strawberry is okay, too. I don't mind trying whatever you want to order, though.
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[ Of course he was going to experience it! And to be honest, the fact that he's never had it before...actually has him feeling secretly more excited about the prospect. In fact, as honest as he likes to be, he says as much outloud as they approach the diner district of the Nest. Now it was just a matter of picking a spot that tickles their fancy! He mentioned pasta, but even that doesn't have to be the be-all-end-all. ]
Strawberry being just "okay" tells me we're skipping that. Either way, you're the expert between us. I'm following your lead.
[ But if she asks him to pick one that he likes when they do find a menu? He won't make a big fight over it. But as he peers around with Weiss, brow knitting only so he can focus up and see if there's a locale that catches his eye... ]
Hey.
[ Squeezesqueeze. He points off to their right, with an "outdoor" dining area that's gated off and indoor eating as well. ]
Bella Patata?
[ Unbeknownst to Ragna (unless Weiss has gone here yet?), it's an Italian-influenced restaurant. As luck would have it, one of their specialties is a Tiramisu Milkshake; which also means they'd have a milkshake menu in general! ]
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[ Just like now! There's a reason why she has a craving for it. Right now, she wants something really cool and creamy, something sweet and refreshing. Iced tea wouldn't be able to do the trick this time. ]
I'll try to pick something you might like.
[ So probably nothing crazy like a chocolate overload-sort of flavour. Something basic like vanilla wouldn't be a bad choice either!
Ragna gets her attention and points to a nearby establishment. It's not a place Weiss has ever gone to before, but if it's in Golden Peacock, then it must be good. Weiss may have had a lot experiences with the aphrodisiacs in the food, but they've always been good, regardless. ]
Sure. I think you're a beautiful potato, Wagna.
[ The front-of-the-house already notices one of the resort's queens, too. Even if the two of them aren't near the restaurant yet, the staff waves Weiss over and then bows.
"We'd be happy to serve you today, Queen!" ]
Oh brother...
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[ As much as his kneejerk reaction was to call it stupid, he immediately realizes: ] Ah screw it. It's in another language. It prolly makes more sense to them.
[ They haven't even stepped in the direction of the restaurant yet and he immediately realizes that, oh god no. The staff are already noticing them. More specifically? They're noticing someone of true royalty as Weiss is waved over and bowed for. If she decides to follow them, he steels himself and takes a half-step backwards. All so he can be "behind" her in ranking whilst still keeping a hold on her hand. If he lets go, they might disregard him completely because that's just how freaking weird these NPCs were. ]
Let's...just call me your plus one for this place.
[ Because something told him that neither of them were intent on revisiting just how INCREEEEEDIBLY HORNY QUEEN WEISS WILL GET IF THEY DO THIS FOR WAGNA ]
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[ Calling someone a "potato" is definitely weird, though, but if it's cute in another language? Then Ragna will henceforth be known as- ]
Ragna the Beautiful Grim Reaping Crimson Calamitous Potato Bloodedge.
[ HEHEHEHE ✨
Looks like they've settled on where to eat though. Weiss walks on ahead, making sure Ragna's right behind her and making sure he doesn't let go of her hand. Ragna's given her the approval to call him her "plus one", but she's. . . taking this matter into her own hands. ]
Hello, [ The staff greets her again after she does her own curtsy with just one hand. ] I'm here on a date.
[ Sorry she didn't ask you for your opinion, Ragna. ]
Naturally, we want to sit at the most romantic table you have.
[ Sorry she didn't ask you for your opinion for that one either, Ragna.
"The queen is on a date! Of course, Miss Schnee. We'll prepare the table for you right away. Please browse through our menu and I'll be right with you to lead you to your table."
'u' Weiss looks pretty proud of herself for that one. She's even humming a tune as she picks up the menu, letting go of Ragna's hand so she can browse through it as they wait to be seated.
Hm, hmm-hmm 🎵 ]
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[ But the inflection he puts behind his words makes it sound like a real compliment. Which it was, if the way he was smiling for her was any indication. That is, up until she hits him with another ludicrously long nickname all over again. It brings him back to when they shared an intimate moment at the laundromat late into the night. What did she call him there? A lot of babytalking Wagna nonsense... To her credit, she never did call him that full descriptor again like she promised. This? This however was new. But of course he has to respond apropos.
Which is to say, with a slouch of his shoulders and an audible: ]
Ugh... That title's WAY too starchy!
[ ...he groaned about it yet dropped a pun anyways. The Gwim Weaper gives as much as he takes! Once more, he's taken back to the sheer glee Weiss got out of bombarding him with knee puns on the first day they met. How triumphant Weiss felt and how proudly she declared "Yes!" for her kneeslappers. If he's faux annoyed, it doesn't last for very long before he's already cracking a smile as he's lead along behind her. It's a smile that's, unfortunately, fleeting when they approach the restaurant and he allows Weiss to take over.
More returning to a neutral expression, he lets her do all the talking for this round as she takes the reins. Perhaps pulling on said reins a little too hard when her new routine to get them the best seats?
"I'm here on a date." ]
That's right—
[ Ragna you're the one who said you're her plus one also take your own advice and SHUT UP! ]
[ "Naturally, we want to sit at the most romantic table you have." ]
Uhh...y-yeah... Yeah.
[ It's not going on a date with Weiss that's the problem. Hell, he asked her out to go on another one! But that still blindsides him as he blushes at Weiss, looking oh-so-proud of herself as she lets go of his hand to take a peruse of the menu. Crossing his arms, he takes a peek from Weiss' side as he looks down at the same one. Well. Whether she actually considered it a date or not now, they're in it to win it as they prepare the finest table and service for them.
Her flustered oversized tater cants his head as he looks at the menu with a hum. ]
Huh...this place's got pizza too.
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Weiss looks his way when he makes his kneejerk violent reaction, questioning what she just said. She doesn't say anything, but she does arch a brow at his direction. Got something to say, Wagna? You're the one who told her to call you her plus one. Of course she'll say it in her own way. Why hasn't he learned yet that Happy Weiss, Happy Life???
And because he makes no further objections, she takes it as a sign that everything is all well and good! She won't mention anything about it, nor would she even consider this a date unless he actually does, so it's back to their regularly scheduled programming!
why are they not dating]Do you want to order a pizza, then? We can share that and the pasta, unless you think you can finish an entire pizza? [ '^' she doesn't know how hungry he is... but there are sizes to the pizza, anyway! If he ordered the personal size one, he'd be able to finish it all, for sure. ] Whatever you're having... I at least want to try it.
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Weiss looks up once she hears her name, then back at Ragna before putting the menu back on the counter. They're then led into the restaurant, and as usual, all eyes are on royalty. There's a room that's opened for them though, and while it's all VR, the sound of the ocean waves, the smell of the beach, and fresh air feels so real.
"Please have a seat, Miss Schnee." The chair is held out for her, before extending the same courtesy to Ragna. The staff here seem a lot nicer to him compared to the people at the Love Dove, at least? "Someone will be back to take your orders." ]
Oh... Thank you!
[ :'D;;; It's all smiles from her for now, until they're left alone for a bit. Even she didn't think they would get a table like this? It feels a little too much, even for her! And they're not on a date!! So- ]
Sorry, [ An apologetic grin is the best she can give her not-date right now. ] I shouldn't have said something like that just to get a nice seat.
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Maybe... There's a lotta good ideas on this menu. I might hafta take notes. [ If there's one thing Ragna had plenty more time for beyond having sex, training and investigating the resort, it's improving upon his cooking skills that Jubei instilled in him. ] Maybe a medium pizza and we can share it with the rest of our order.
[ Frankly, he never really cared to count his calories. He ate relatively healthy with a diet high in protein, but he fought and trained so rigorously that what he ate really didn't count. When Weiss insists that she wants to try whatever he has, all he does is smile back at her, knowingly.
He may have never had a girlfriend before, but he knows the vibes. asfdjkl][ "Miss Schnee, your table is ready."
Ragna perks up around the same time that Weiss does, blinking to her before they're lead in by the waiter. Whilst the staff hang head over heels for the Queen and to an extent, her "plus one", patrons of the restaurant don't sneer at Ragna or anything. They just look away if he happens to glance in their general direction. Why should they give him any further attention? Most are whispering about the beauty and radiance of the Queen of Spades instead. Thankfully, they won't have to worry about prying eyes for much longer when they're lead to their own VR-enhanced dining room.
One that throws him for a loop because at first, he didn't register that this was all illusory. ]
What the...?
[ Their chairs are held out for them; Ragna included. And he's taken by surprise by that matter. Was it because he was here with Weiss? Was it all about the hierarchy? Either way, he decides to rear back on that train of thought to focus on just enjoying his time in with Weiss. Almost mirroring her, speaking of... ]
Oh, uh, thank you.
[ :'D;;;? Standing alone with the former heiress in the face of a beautiful beachside and a table awaiting them where no sea breeze would bother them, he can definitely feel the pressure building. But then,
"Sorry," ]
Huh? What for? [ Ragna shakes his head dismissively to her apology. He was just...more surprised than anything. It would have been worse if there were others around to watch them. But for all intents and purposes, it really does feel like they're no longer at the Golden Peacock. ] You didn't do anything wrong.
[ Though...now he feels a little overdressed in contrast to Weiss now. Especially for a beautiful oceanside table. So he starts to remove his red jacket with the conveniently located coat hanger situated off to the side for their exclusive use. A couple of accessory belts later and he's down to his thinner black ensemble from top to bottom. ]
Sheesh. It really does feel like a date now...
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[ Ragna says he didn't do anything wrong, so she relaxes a little, waiting for just a little bit more approval from him that this is all okay before she can enjoy their lunch completely. If he doesn't seem too bothered about the VIP treatment, then it's fine! Weiss has obviously experienced VIP treatment before, being a Schnee and all. Though if she were to try and recall any beach trips back in the day, she wouldn't be able to come up with any. They never really had family trips, and she never had a reason to go to the beach on her own. Not that she would...
She picks up the table napkin to put it on her lap. She's got an all-white outfit, so any stains on it would be bad! That's when Ragna makes a comment about the ambiance, getting her eyes to widen as the same fact sinks in, too. ]
Huh.... I guess it does.
[ '^' She looks at their fake scenery for a moment, listening to the sounds of the birds that aren't even there. Is that a hint of a smile on her face? Maybe... but when she looks back at him, there's red tinting her cheeks. ]
Should we just... you know...
[ She tucks her hair behind her ear before looking away again, trying so hard to not look at Ragna with what she's insinuating. He can hopefully understand what she means! That they should just go with what they're handed and consider this a date? Maybe it won't be all that bad. ]
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