Adam Jensen (
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SPEED DATING [CLOSED]
Date & Time: Various!
Location: Various!
Characters: Two boys, two girls, one Adam. Pimp extraordinaire.
Summary: Who would've thought that pre-augs Adam could be kinda personable. Catchall log for 'dates' of any sort during the timeywimey event; starter will be edited as the need arises.
Warnings: Outrageous flirting??
[ -- vanadi --
So here he is, at about ten to seven in the evening of the 19th, waiting in front of a steakhouse—well, it's pretty much the only steakhouse around here, or at least the only one Adam had seen on his short walk, which is pretty much the only reason why he hadn't been able to suggest another location—he doesn't know any other places.
And somehow, he has a feeling that the same is true for Vanadi. The whole thing stinks, but if he wants to get to the bottom of this, he'll have to start somewhere.
And if he has to humor a weird (and probably gay) elf guy, well, so be it. Sometimes you just have to play along while keeping a straight face. He can do that. ]
[ -- collette --
And at eight on the 20th, Adam will be showing up at Unit 403 in order to pick up Collette, as promised. Despite the fog dominating his mind right now, he's trying really hard to fit back in, as if nothing's ever happened—he's at a stage of his life where he wants to be around people and needs a network of contacts, because he knows from experience that it makes everything, anything, much more bearable. Had it not been for certain people being there for him when his parents died, well...
Anyway, time to be a gentleman and indulge a young lady; he's actually looking forward to that. He knocks, waiting to be let in—or for her to come out, depending on how pressing the need for drinks is. ]
[ -- edgeworth --
...And at exactly one minute BEFORE half past one, Adam will be arriving in the lobby, looking slightly more friendly but his fashion style doesn't seem to have changed significantly in the last ten years.
And, ironically, he's wearing sunglasses as he enters like the cool guy he is. But he has the courtesy (or rather, the common sense) to actually take them off and stuff them into one of his pockets inside a building, apparently. ]
Location: Various!
Characters: Two boys, two girls, one Adam. Pimp extraordinaire.
Summary: Who would've thought that pre-augs Adam could be kinda personable. Catchall log for 'dates' of any sort during the timeywimey event; starter will be edited as the need arises.
Warnings: Outrageous flirting??
[ -- vanadi --
So here he is, at about ten to seven in the evening of the 19th, waiting in front of a steakhouse—well, it's pretty much the only steakhouse around here, or at least the only one Adam had seen on his short walk, which is pretty much the only reason why he hadn't been able to suggest another location—he doesn't know any other places.
And somehow, he has a feeling that the same is true for Vanadi. The whole thing stinks, but if he wants to get to the bottom of this, he'll have to start somewhere.
And if he has to humor a weird (and probably gay) elf guy, well, so be it. Sometimes you just have to play along while keeping a straight face. He can do that. ]
[ -- collette --
And at eight on the 20th, Adam will be showing up at Unit 403 in order to pick up Collette, as promised. Despite the fog dominating his mind right now, he's trying really hard to fit back in, as if nothing's ever happened—he's at a stage of his life where he wants to be around people and needs a network of contacts, because he knows from experience that it makes everything, anything, much more bearable. Had it not been for certain people being there for him when his parents died, well...
Anyway, time to be a gentleman and indulge a young lady; he's actually looking forward to that. He knocks, waiting to be let in—or for her to come out, depending on how pressing the need for drinks is. ]
[ -- edgeworth --
...And at exactly one minute BEFORE half past one, Adam will be arriving in the lobby, looking slightly more friendly but his fashion style doesn't seem to have changed significantly in the last ten years.
And, ironically, he's wearing sunglasses as he enters like the cool guy he is. But he has the courtesy (or rather, the common sense) to actually take them off and stuff them into one of his pockets inside a building, apparently. ]
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( Collette giggles, shooting him an aghast look. )
I can't believe you said that!
( Really more surprised he did but also less. It's like everyone's gone a little silly in the head in shifting timeframes.
Still, as she rolls out of the elevator on the ground floor, she smiles. )
Speaking of beds, I'm so glad to be back in mine after New Mexico. Oh god, if I see another horse-blanket before I'm twenty...
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[ He smirks, evidently amused with her reaction. He can't afford to be boring, anyway, and he doesn't get the feeling she's uncomfortable... ]
And I don't think it was so bad. Enjoy the adventure while you can. You'll be able to sleep in a nice warm bed often enough, 'specially when you grow older.
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( She grins as they head outside. )
Where are we heading for milkshakes?
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[ Milkshakes.... right. He did pick out a place before, a small one which mostly serves burgers. Because you can never go wrong with those, right? ]
You'll see soon enough. Why don't you tell me more about things you enjoy until then.
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Guess we can start with the logical one! Skiing.
( Then she'll chatter on about the things she loves without inhibition. Skiing, skateboarding, the X-Games, her one day bungee jumping hopes and the thrill of excitement she suppose is behind freefall in human form a la skydiving. )
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He does so anyway, whenever she pauses to breathe. ]
Sorry but... how do you do it? I mean...
[ Yeah. How do you go skiiing or skateboarding in a wheelchair ... ]
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( She's matter of fact. )
They do have paraplegic skis for adults. It's harder for kids, but one of these days!
( And that's that. These are all things she enjoys.
They're just not things she's personally done. )
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... Alternatively, you could borrow someone else's legs. Piggyback rides make it possible.
[ It's a suggestion
maybe. ]
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( She looks intrigued at the idea, coasting along right now. )
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What if I were?
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( Said with a pleased grin: regardless of follow through, she appreciates the thought. )
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[ He shrugs--it's certainly worth a try and he doesn't see why it wouldn't work as long as she holds onto him real tight. ]
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( She doesn't even feel like she's boasting. She's been using her own chair for years - her own manual chair, to boot - and has been in majority control of herself and all her necessities for the last eight years, with exceptions for when she was ill.
She's pretty confident in herself! And being... blunt about something she'd rather not be, though she supposes it might answer a question of his. If he'd wondered. )
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That so?
Then I suppose we got another date next time it's snowing.
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( She finds it altogether amusing. )
Either way, when you're back to normal, I'm not going to forget you said that. Especially if Jack can be convinced to make it snow again!