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WHO: Weiss & Zuko
WHAT: A date!
WHEN: Friday, August 15th (backdated)
WHERE: A little Sichuan restaurant in Attleton Gate
WARNINGS: None?
[ Ever since the party, Weiss has been in a surprisingly pleasant mood despite certain circumstances. The party had, frankly, been exhausting. But fun! However, it wasn't what had put her in such a good mood for the week following it. What had was the fact that she was excited for Friday and her date with the guy who she kind of thought was kind of cute and totally had managed to escape any prying eyes (she hoped) to go meet him where they'd agreed.
Except, you know, she may have come a bit early. And possibly stood out waiting a little early in a dress in white instead of cream and a pair of fashionable boots (just in case she had to move-- the heels are nothing to her). Beneath the dress was a red petticoat-- just enough to give the dress a little oomph and protect her in case she needed to do any flips for whatever reason. Though her Genessia pendant was in a little purse (for whenever she needed it), she had a small necklace around her neck, matching the accent from her petticoat. Her usual hair crown accessory was where it always was, her hair tied back in her regular style.
Weiss opened her bag as she took her scroll out to check what time it was to see how much longer she would be waiting. She absolutely wasn't going to let Zuko be the one waiting on her. That much she had decided beforehand, but.. Well, she was getting impatient now, even if it was completely her fault. ]
WHAT: A date!
WHEN: Friday, August 15th (backdated)
WHERE: A little Sichuan restaurant in Attleton Gate
WARNINGS: None?
[ Ever since the party, Weiss has been in a surprisingly pleasant mood despite certain circumstances. The party had, frankly, been exhausting. But fun! However, it wasn't what had put her in such a good mood for the week following it. What had was the fact that she was excited for Friday and her date with the guy who she kind of thought was kind of cute and totally had managed to escape any prying eyes (she hoped) to go meet him where they'd agreed.
Except, you know, she may have come a bit early. And possibly stood out waiting a little early in a dress in white instead of cream and a pair of fashionable boots (just in case she had to move-- the heels are nothing to her). Beneath the dress was a red petticoat-- just enough to give the dress a little oomph and protect her in case she needed to do any flips for whatever reason. Though her Genessia pendant was in a little purse (for whenever she needed it), she had a small necklace around her neck, matching the accent from her petticoat. Her usual hair crown accessory was where it always was, her hair tied back in her regular style.
Weiss opened her bag as she took her scroll out to check what time it was to see how much longer she would be waiting. She absolutely wasn't going to let Zuko be the one waiting on her. That much she had decided beforehand, but.. Well, she was getting impatient now, even if it was completely her fault. ]

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If you say so.
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Do you eat this all the time?
[ She's taking another bite, though a smaller one this time. ]
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For the most part, yeah. [ there's a pause while another bite is placed into his mouth with the chopsticks, the prince knowing better than to talk with his mouthful. ] Why?
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[ She's partially convinced that by the time she finishes this meal she won't be able to feel her mouth for a week. Weiss gives him a little smile thouhg. ]
It's pretty flattering to know you wanted to share something similar to your home with me, if you eat this kind of food all the time.
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[ Weiss takes another small bite. She's not kidding about any part of that description. But more importantly, she wants to tell him that he did a good job with the idea. ]
If the food is anything like the Fire Nation, then it sounds like a good place even if I can't visit.
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[ zuko can't honestly say whether or not he'd be okay with taking her back there when he'd have to keep hoods pulled down over their faces to tour any worthwhile areas of the nation. his scar and her hair would draw attention; the former would likely get them not-so-private rooms at the boiling rock. but he can't help but be curious. would she? ]
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I like studying other cultures. Seeing new sights is always good and having new experiences is important for becoming a better person and understanding others. Pile all of that on top of the fact that I'd get to learn more about you in a much more immersive way than talking? I think it would be an acceptable venture.
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[ whoa there, zuko. get your mind out of the gutter. (sometimes, without warning, he's very painfully seventeen.) ]
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[ She's not dense and after seeing his expression, she's.. giving him a somewhat suspicious look. Her tone as she spoke was a little slower, as though she was trying to make a very specific point that he should be paying attention to and not going wherever his mind just went. ]
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[ zuko clears his throat and adds a sheepish: ] I'd like to see where you come from, too.
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Weiss drinks a sip of water. Even if she wants more than a sip, she's not going to do anything unladylike. ]
Well, there is an archway to the City of Vale. I should warn you though: the technology is a little more similar to Nova City, even if the archway is in Fayren. [ That was mostly because of the magic and Grimm, if you went with just what matched the archway. ] Unless you had something planned after lunch, we could head down there.
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he really liked weiss. ]
I'd like that. I'm okay with leaving the technology to you.
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You don't get motion sickness, do you?
[ She's so going to see if she can take him up on an airship. ]
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[ Weiss is fairly certain that Zuko hasn't seen a skyscraper until he's seen the CTT. Weiss allows the waiter to take hers as well, lightly dabbing her lips with her napkin and thanking the waiter. ]
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Gǎnxiè nín měihǎo de yī cān. Gěi wǒmen zuì hǎo de chúshī.
[ he's speaking in whatever that neutral, genessian language is when he turns back to weiss. ] We do, believe it or not. I actually know how to fly them, but I doubt yours run on steam and firebending.
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[ She nods in agreement with Zuko's statement. ]
Ours run using Dust, as you probably expect by now.
[ Everything is Dust. ]
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[ he nods. ]
Dust seems to be like bending for your world. I sort of figured it would.
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[ She thinks. She doesn't quite get why it might be important to thank him in his own language, but she's got a lot to learn still. ]
It's probably similar in that aspect, though my family's company has refined Dust usage a lot. There were others before us, but since my grandfather built the company it's become much more accessible for everyone and has made possible all sorts of advances. [ She pauses for a brief moment. ] I have pamphlets if you're interested in learning more about Dust.
[ Insulting pamphlets, but she doesn't particularly care. ]
Do you want to go to the tower then? We probably won't actually be able to use it since the archway isn't connected to the rest of Vale, but it's still an impressive sight.
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Unless those pamphlets are written in that, [ he points to the chalkboard menu bolted to the wall as he rises from his seat ] I doubt I'd be able to read it. [ or whatever common language they all spoke and read here in genessia. he wasn't questioning how that worked. some things were best left alone.
coming around to her side of the booth, zuko held out a hand. ] Ready to go? I want to see this city of yours.
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I guess not. I don't know if you would be able to use it anyway, since most of the uses beyond throwing and igniting involve igniting them with Aura.
[ Weiss took his hand when he offered it, letting a little smile onto her lips, then stepping ahead to lead the way out. ] Follow me.
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How well do you think you can hold on?
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[ he's been through some rough rides, almost fallen off the edge of the western air temple a few times. he likes to think he's got a good grip. ]
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