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Date & Time: 8/28, evening
Location: Library
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Summary: Red X wants to find decent music. No luck.
Warnings: TBD

"Who listens to this!?" the thief hollars out, clearly irritated by what he's discovering. He's in the media section of the library, looking through their archives of music. Well... it's disappointing. Very disappointing. As in, it's mostly been censored and edited by the government.

No dirty lyrics. Nothing that can be considered 'subversive.' And a lot of the tracks have been edited to sound patriotic, if not jingoistic. A way of propaganda, obviously.

"This... isn't music!" he groans, almost exaggerating his outrage at the horrible choices of music. He's actually making quite a ruckus, given that it's a library, but the librarians clearly aren't going to try to do anything about it, except maybe call the authorities if he gets violent. Which he's strongly considering, at this point.

Dare approach?

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She looked down at their joined hands, still somewhat surprised that such an intimate gesture would come so naturally to him. But she didn't pull away. She lead them both out of the library, holding his hand. Once outside, she placed his hand around her waist. "Hold onto me. I'll fly us there. It'll be faster that way."

"Have it your way," he answers, and suddenly clings to her, as if he was holding onto her for dear life. "I just hope you can lift me up."

... And he might just be taking this opportunity to grope her.

She snorted softly at that. "I can lift up a building, so lifting you up shouldn't be a problem." Telekinesis was truly a wonderful thing. She wrapped her arms loosely around his neck, and slowly lifted them both off the ground. "But you'd better behave if you don't want me to drop you." She fully expected him to take this opportunity to grope her. So she was teasing him... mostly.

"We might have to play around with that telekinesis later," he teased, leaning against her. He just snorted when she 'threatened' him. She wouldn't do that, and he knew it. And as if to emphasize that, the arm wrapped around her waist pivoted a bit, and his hand squeezed her rear. "Ready when you are."

She quirked a quizzical eyebrow. "Play around with telekinesis?" She had a feeling she knew what he meant by that but it still surprised her. He truly was... creative. Especially when it came to some topics.

Also he was wrong to think she wouldn't drop him. She knew he coud use his grappling hook to catch himself, after all. But he would really need to piss her off for her to do that. And it wasn't the case here. Still she glared a bit when he squeezed her butt. "How do you expect me to focus on flying us to that club if you keep distracting me?"

She kept lifting them up, until they were higher than the nearby buildings' roofs. She smirked slightly. "I don't need to concentrate to listen to music, though..." And she took the direction of the small club she'd told him about, flying fast.

"You seemed pretty good at multitasking before," he teased, but decided to behave himself for the remainder of the flight. Quite honestly, he was surprised at how little looks they got. Two flying heroes should have been quite an alarm-raiser for some people, but perhaps at this point, the citizens of United Earth were used to it.

This whole time, he was... somewhat nervous. This was his first public date with Raven, unless you counted that coffee shop their first week here. And these underground clubs always had a lot seedier patrons than your average coffee shop.

Raven snorted softly at his remark on multitasking but she didn't answer. Still she could sense his nervousness and she had to wonder why he was feeling that way. When they reached the location of the club, she landed softly in a nearby alley. It was dark and deserted. Raven's hands came up to slowly roll up the bottom of his mask and uncover his mouth. And she kissed him gently. "What's wrong? Why so nervous?"

"Let's just say this wouldn't have been my choice for a first date. Third or fourth, maybe. Not first." He could already hear the vibrations from the music coming from a nearby basement. A nearby fairly large basement, likely belonging to a former business in the area.

"Just don't accept any drink they give you, and don't be surprised if I throw someone through a table if they come on to you."

She quirked an amused eyebrow at that. "Well in that case you should have made your move sooner," She teased, nipping at his jaw. And to be honest, she hadn't thought he'd consider this as their 'first' date. "But alright, our next date will be all yours to plan. Happy?"

She chuckled a bit at that. "Deal. I won't. But you shouldn't worry so much. It's not the first time I've been there, you know." She pulled the mask gently back in place before taking his hand in hers and heading for the club's door. As the bouncer saw her, he gave a polite nod and opened the door. Though he definitely did look surprise to see she was not alone. But of course, he didn't dare ask any question. Raven nodded back and stepped in, never letting go of the thief's hand. Well if this was a date, she could at least show her boyfriend she was okay with people knowing they were together.

First actual date, at least in public. He didn't think the coffee house counted. Because, really; who goes to a coffee house on a date? "Alright, fair enough," he conceded as she lead him to the door.

He didn't have enough time to ask what she meant by 'not her first time there,' when he raised his eyes behind his mask at the bouncer's reaction.

Maybe he was being overprotective of her after all. When did that happen?

As she lead him inside, he looked around the room. A bar, a dancefloor, flashing lights... yep, this was a rave club. Well, at least Raven had good taste. He got a few looks - some surprised, some obviously disappointed - due to the girl clinging to his hand. "Huh," he grunted, looking around. "Not too bad, actually."

Raven did notice he had become quite protective of her. And Raven being the free spirit that she was, she wasn't ready to outwardly accept that. But deep inside and although she wouldn't admit it, it made her feel good to see he cared that much. That he had become so possessive of her.

She smirked at what he said. "I thought you'd say so." She was beginning to know his tastes quite well after all. And when it came to clubs and music, they were similar to hers. She ignored the boys and girls staring at them. They could be surprised, disappointed or whatever. It wasn't as if Raven was used to caring anyway. Even when she came here alone, she didn't allow anyone to ruin her time by useless attempts at flirting with her.

Eventually she let go of his hand and went to sit on one of the stool at the bar. "Let's order something. And then we can go sit somewhere more... secluded." And she meant one of the booth at the furthest end of the dancefloor. Raven didn't dance much. She mostly came here to listen to decent music.

Well, it wasn't like Red X made what he enjoyed a big secret. And that didn't just include what he enjoyed sexually.

He looked at her with brief surprise as she hopped up on the bar stool, him taking one adjacent to her. "Uhh... I'm wearing a mask," he replied drolly, but shrugged. "You can get something. I'll wait."

Wait... someplace secluded? She wanted to do something like that in public? Oh, she has gotten bolder. He can't help but grin behind his mask.

Raven smirked and gave him a sideglance. "You are? I hadn't noticed." Of course she knew he couldn't drink with the mask on. That is why she had suggested they went to sit in one of the booths. What kind of date would it be if he kept the mask on all the time? If she couldn't see his face or kiss him? She could almost 'see' his grin, and she snorted softly. "Don't get ideas." Given that this was indeed a public place, aving her sit in his lap was probably the most he could hope for. And coming from Raven, it was already a lot.

When the barman noticed her, he flashed her a big grin completely oblivious of the masked thief sitting next to her. He obviously hadn't seen them come in. "Rooibos?" the man aked. Trust Raven to be the only girl able to order tea in a club and not look ridiculous. Whether it was because she was sexy or scary was anyone's guess, though. But she shook her head 'no'. "A coke, please. With two straws." And that was when the barman noticed Red X... To his credit, his smile only faltered for a second. Then he nodded and went to get Raven's drink.

He didn't answer her, not even her subtle denial of giving him any sex. He took his seat at the bar, at first staring down the bartender, even as the bartender ignored him. Figures - Raven would go to a bar and order tea. What did surprise him was how he already knew her favorite brand. Just how often did she come here?

Wait, two straws? "Sorry, Rae. If you want the mask to come off, you have to give me more than coke."

Raven didn't answer at first. The bartender came back with her order and she thanked him, putting some cash onto the counter. Then she took her glass and stood up, walking away, heading for one of the booths she had shown him before. At some point, she turned back to look at him. "And here I thought I had earned the right to take it off whenever I wanted as long as no one could see you... Now if you don't want coke, I'll drink it alone." And she turned around, walking through the crowd without a look for anyone before disappearing into the booth.

"We're in public. Everyone here can see us." He had half a mind to steal the money back from the bartender, but he didn't. Not as Raven got up and walked off, leaving him no choice but to get up and follow her. "You have the right to see my face. They don't." He took a seat in the booth, not leaving her side for even a second.

Taking a seat in the booth, he crossed his legs under the table, and turned to look at her. "I never said I'd stop being Red X."

"I was just addressing your comment about me having to do more than buy you a drink to have you take the mask off. That's all. I'll never ask for you to reveal Red X's identity. I thought you knew that."

She set her glass onto the table. The booth was only dimly lit. Especially in comparison to the bar and the dancefloor. That was one of the reasons why she liked to sit there. Raven stared at him for a moment, her face unreadable. Then she bowed her head a bit, her face shadowed by her hair.

"Did I ever ask you to?" Her voice was quiet. "You'll always be Red X and I'll always be a Titan. That's just the way it is. We both knew it when we started this." She had thought he would feel content, maybe proud even to realize she had wished to come here with him, with Red X. Not once had she suggested he took the suit off and dressed casually to come with her. Of course it would have made going out with him much easier, but she trusted he'd do it whenever he'd feel ready to.

Well... he didn't feel ready. But he felt bad after this conversation. He reached out, and put his hand on her shoulder, gently stroking the area near hear neck. "I'm sorry, Rae. This is still kinda new to me." Not dating, of course. But actual love, and especially dating in public, even if this wasn't Jump City.

He scoots closer to her a bit. "How about I roll the mask up half-way?"

She looked up at him, briefly covering his hand with hers. "I know. This is still new to me as well." But she could tell he was trying to make efforts for her. And she really appreciated that. She smiled. "That'd be great." Her look turned mischievous. "I think I can wait until we get back to your room to see the rest."

"You've got a deal, then." And he reaches up, slowly roling the mask up to his upper lip, the scar on his chin now being visible. He then leans down, and reaches for his own straw, taking a sip of it.

"So, really, when did you start coming here? That bartender knows you."

She shrugged. "I don't know exactly. It was shortly after they all left. I think I just needed a place where I couldn't hear myself think anymore. And that did not remind me of them."

In turn, she took a sip of coke and leaned slightly against him.

"Then I started liking it. The bartender's nice. Not curious. He doesn't ask questions."

"I guess that makes sense." His arm instinctively wraps itself around her frame, his hand on the side opposite to the side that was leaning against him.

"Wow, a guy who doesn't wanna ask you questions. Too good to be true," he replies sarcastically, leaning over to kiss her temple.

It had become so easy, so natural, cuddling with him like that. When he teased her about the bartender, she snorted and lightly nudged him in the ribs.

"Tch, yeah. Too bad they don't have them work shirtless here, he'd be every girl's fantasy." And she started tracing random patterns onto his chest, like she always did when she felt relaxed. She liked that they could tease each other like this.

It really had. Raven's body fit perfectly against his own. It was as if they were made for this.

"I think you'd get sick of the liver spots after a while," he replied, relaxing a bit as he felt the tracing again. Yeah... that was one of her little habits. Honestly, he liked it, even if it seemed a bit weird at first. He responded by leaning over to kiss the top of her head, again.

She felt him relax and when he kissed her hair, she did let out a soft hum. "Probably... Although it might entirely depend on the company I would have." And she looked up at him. She couldn't see his eyes, but he would be able to see something mischievous dance in hers. "After all Robin thought I'd get sick of my new boyfriend, and you keep proving him wrong every day." Even if unfortunately he wasn't here to see it.

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