3rd Card

[legacydeck]

...For the record, you are an excellent kisser. However, I realize the castle may have put you in a position you would have... preferred not to be in, in which case I apologize for any embarrassment I may have caused.

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[peacockherald]

I... I suppose so. I am not sure if I am one to judge. I have never been on a 'date' before.

_{[How was it possible he might be blushing more? Maybe it was because no one had come close to... well, was this flirting? Perhaps. It had been a long while. He was out of practice, and frankly his court manners never translated well to this sort of thing.]}

He has point of pride by my windowsill, if you care to know.

[legacydeck]

Well, I suspect dinner would be more traditional. Or an evening engagement at a gala, but I doubt there's many of those would be fine.

And Kero would approve of that. Does tomorrow night work for you? [Ah, non-sequitors]

[peacockherald]

Tomorrow night?

_{[He's a bit nonplussed, since his world does not have them, and even with the memories the concept of being asked out still eludes him slightly.]}

[legacydeck]

Yes - I'm not sure I can fit that much cooking in today~

[peacockherald]

Cooking? For me?

_{[There's a brief pause and then it all seems to correlate.]}

You're asking me out on a date?

[legacydeck]

I believe I am, yes.

[peacockherald]

_{[Inside there's a host of different things going on, but the loudest is the amusement and encouragement of his Companion. He shushes her inwardly, licking his lips.]}

All right. I accept. Where shall we meet?

_{[He seems to be treating it as a formal sort of thing, but it's the only way he knows how.]}

[legacydeck]

Hmm. Do you think we'd be disturbed on that section of roof by your work room? The weather's still decent, and my rooms are small.

[And he hasn't gotten rid of that baby grand piano yet]

[peacockherald]

No, I don't think we will. I can meet you there at sunset?

_{[Concept of traditional time? Nope. He worked with candle-marks and positions of the sun still.]}

[legacydeck]

That would work nicely.

For food - would you prefer something familiar, or something new?

[Because given the way Van acts and dresses, he can make a reasonable assumption as what 'familiar' entails. Ah, good old English cooking.]

[peacockherald]

I think.... something new. I would like to try something from your world, if you don't mind.

_{[The prospect actually excited him, and he found himself smiling on his side of the journal, ignoring Yfandes' teasing.]}

[legacydeck]

If I minded, I wouldn't have asked~ I can certainly fulfill that request.

[peacockherald]

All right then. Tomorrow at sunset....

_{[One might be able to pick out the quiet excitement in his voice.]}

I'll have to remember to block Yfandes, the she-devil.

[legacydeck]

[And there's an arched eyebrow on Clow's side of the journal at that]

Yfandes?

[peacockherald]

Ah, my Companion. Do you have memories of me with a white mare at that 'resort'? That is her.

[legacydeck]

Ah, yes. I take it she is more than 'just' a mare?

[peacockherald]

Quite. She looks like a mare, but she is as smart as any human, and she and I can speak between minds. She is also magical, in her own right.

[legacydeck]

I see - I would quite like to meet her, I think, though dinner isn't really the time.

[peacockherald]

No. She has a bit of trouble, getting so high, but yes, I think she would like to meet you too.

[legacydeck]

Another day, then. I'll look forward to it.

[peacockherald]

Believe me, she is looking forward to that too.

[legacydeck]

[He chuckles a little] I rather feel I'm meeting the family sooner rather than later.

[peacockherald]

You might not be wrong. She is family, to me. I do not think I could manage without her.

[legacydeck]

More like family than some of mine, for certain.

[peacockherald]

Mine too. I'll give you one way to make sure you don't get on her bad side right off - never refer to her as a horse.

[legacydeck]

Aah, I had a suspicion that might be the case. A common mistake, I assume?

[peacockherald]

Very. My family is particularly bad at it - well, my father and brothers are, thankfully my sister and the stable hands are not.

[legacydeck]

Well, I'll endeavor to avoid it myself.

[peacockherald]

Yes, well.... I hope you do. But I think she likes you already, if it helps.

[legacydeck]

Well, it's good to have a starting advantage.

[peacockherald]

Let us hope you keep it then.

_{[He laughs, finding himself enjoying conversation with this man, more than his has with others over the years.]}

[legacydeck]

I'll do my utmost to preserve it - though most people get fed up with me eventually.

[The note of self-deprecating humor there is rather clear]

[peacockherald]

We shall see then. I have been known to be quite stubborn though.

[legacydeck]

We will, then. Starting with dinner.

[peacockherald]

Yes, dinner. I find myself looking forward to it. Sundown, then.

_{[He was stumbling over himself, stop that!]}

[legacydeck]

I'll do my best to make it memorable.

[peacockherald]

_{[He might be blushing over here, he just might. It's been so long since he has flirted our courted or anything of the like...]}

Well, then I will be sure not to miss it.

Good night, Clow.

[legacydeck]

[And Clow has far, far too much experience at this little game.]

Good night, Vanyel. I'll see you tomorrow.