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Singles Night @ Bright Sky Diner

It had started as a joke, but gradually more people were showing interest in the idea, and so Singles Night became a thing. It would be fun, the managers said, and it would hopefully gain some revenue. The event would have been advertised around the city, so when the night came, the staff there were waiting for a good turn out. They'd certainly gone to some effort.

MAIN AREA

The main part of the diner had been changed into an area made of larger tables to encourage mingling. Here there were buffet tables set up, and the lighting was warm and friendly. Light jazz music played very softly in the background to keep the atmosphere buzzing and happy. Maybe people would meet the love of their life here, or maybe they'd just meet a new friend.

BOOTHS

The booth along the walls of the restaurant remained as they were, but the lighting above the tables was muted for a more intimate feel. These areas of the restaurant would be quieter and there was no need for anyone to be nearby unless they were seeking a little more peace. These tables are ideal for people who have found someone they'd like to get to know a little better. It's relaxed, but pretty romantic, with candles on the tables too. These booths include table service, with quiet but friendly wait staff.

OUTSIDE AREA

Now this is the special place to be. The outside area of the diner has been transformed into a romantic and cosy place. Fairy lights decorate the fencing, and there are warm blankets on the benches too. This is a perfect place for those who want to cuddle up. After all, what better way to warm up than to sit side by side and admire the stars with the charming stranger you've just met?

[This is a mingle post! Feel free to add your characters anywhere you wish. Good luck on finding the one, making new friends, or trolling the singles. Have fun!~]

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Too bad. There was always so much neat stuff on other worlds that didn't seem to make it here.

Still, that didn't mean things were over.

"C-Can I meet him?" he asked hopefully, thinking that perhaps they could get some clues that would lead them to this previously unheard of elemental magic. And he certainly wouldn't judge, considering that many of his friends at home likely got along in quite the same way Tannusen did with his friends.

"Um." Trahearne really didn't want to disappoint Bracken but also wasn't sure if he wanted to inflict Tannusen on the shy fellow. It was damn near impossible to convince the tiger to be decent. Asking him to do so would only ensure bad behavior. Maybe Trahearne could work something out with him.

"I'll speak with him and see if he'll help out. We share an apartment, he might well listen to me." Probably not. "If you wish to speak to him face to face, he might ask you meet him at a, uh, bar, if that's acceptable."

Calling Velvet Lust a bar was pushing it a bit, it was technically true, in a way. Tannu really was rubbing off on him.

"R-Really? You would?" he practically beamed. He didn't see any of Trahearne's beating around the bush, just figuring he was doing him a favor.

"I-I don't mind, but... but I think..." his expression turned slightly serious again, though more like he was being thoughtful than upset, "I think I can get drunk on th-this world."

Much like several other things, he'd had to discover that this reality worked different than what he was used to.

Trahearne was impressed with himself that he didn't laugh at that last comment. He shouldn't find that amusing, it made plenty of sense that such things wouldn't work the same on other worlds. It was hard not to picture how that discovery went, however.

"I know I'm capable of it here, I wouldn't risk it. I mean that as a serious warning, if you're to meet with Tannusen. He can be quite unpredictable. I'd suggest that I come along if you do meet him, not to butt in, but just as a precaution." What a trusting friend. Trahearne was generally pretty trusting! He was not, however, an idiot.

No way to discover such a thing than by accidentally getting drunk. Whether it was better or worse than discovery that one had to sleep was up to debate.

Trahearne's seeming 'warning' had him wondering. It seemed unusual to be so concerned about a simple meeting. After all, if he was Tarhearne's friend then he must be a good guy.

"D-Does he not like strangers? I... I think Cassian gets grumpy t-too, sometimes, but then he's actually r-really nice."
To Bracken, at least.

"It's not that, Bracken. The best way I can explain it-" Politely, that is. "-is that he can be overly friendly and hard to follow at times. He is compelled by the nature of his species to tell half-truths. Which is not to say that talking to him can't gain you valuable information, but it takes effort."

And the easier one was to get flustered, the more fun Tannusen had.

It was a little hard to understand how that worked, but he trusted him, and nodded with a slightly perplexed expression. He was, unfortunately, a very easily flustered man.

"D-Do you think we could meet soon?" he asked a bit sheepishly, not wanting to seem forceful. "My... My friend is sick, a-and if I can learn something that would make h-him feel better, I'd like to."

"Yes, of course, if he agrees to do so. I don't see why he wouldn't," Trahearne answered quickly, concern thick in his voice. "Can you friend not get to a healer or hospital? I hope they're doing well aside from being uncomfortable."

He'd offer to help in a heartbeat if he thought he could do anything. It was very unlikely that Bracken's friend was suffering from anything Trahearne could purge from his system.

"H-He said that he always gets sick th-this time of year. I... I don't think he'll leave his place. I-I'd let him stay with me if he w-wanted." And he'd feel more comfortable, then, too, rather than leaving Cassian out in the cold in Everglade. But the man was so stubborn.

"Mm, I see. Well as long as he's doing well enough... It's very kind of you to want to help him. I have plenty of book collecting to do tomorrow, I'll try to find something relevant then. And, of course, speak with Tannusen." Trahearne was used to such stubborn friends, there really was only so much you could do. He'd do his best to help, from a distance.

"Y-You're so kind..." He really meant it, and appreciated it a lot. It seemed like Trahearne had done so much for him since they met. It was almost a shame they wouldn't be neighbors - he wouldn't mind seeing him more often, even if he liked to be away from civilization.

"What..." he started meekly, trying to hold back some excitement as something else piqued his interest, "What... What kind of books a-are you reading?"

Trahearne ducked his head and ran his hand through his messy headleaves, embarrassed, but pleased, by the compliment. He hadn't been expecting it, helping had just become the default for him.

"Thank you, Bracken," he said when he looked up. "I've been reading a variety of things, mostly information others have gathered and left about other worlds and various beings that exist both in this world and others. Dragons are of particular interest to me. Magical studies as well, I'm trying to recreate the artificer's craft I'm used to. There are many different forms of it, which is to be expected."

"D-Do you ever read murder mysteries?"

It really didn't sound much like what Trahearne was reading, but it didn't hurt to ask. Perhaps people would expect a mage like Bracken to be reading spellbooks, too, but really he was more into fiction full of high drama.

But, he really hoped Trahearne was, too. He needed someone to enjoy it with.

"I have, once or twice, when it was strongly recommended I read a specific book." His tone suggested there was a fond memory behind that. "I'm afraid I don't read much fiction unless it suits my studies. Murder mysteries rarely cross over into my field of study. But, well, I could stand to enjoy my reading every now and then, do you have anything in particular you suggest I try?"

However shall he cope with having more added to his reading list? The travesty! He could stand to expand his usual reading with something less dry.

He nodded enthusiastically, suggesting the book he had read after coming to Genessia. He really only had the one, being a slow reader, but he had enjoyed it and wanted someone he could talk to about it.

"I-I thought it was good. I'm... I'm going to save my copy for Th-Thistle, when he comes here." He was looking forward to potentially being able to discuss it in the meantime.

"I'll be sure to pick it up, it should be at the library." Trahearne spent plenty of time there.

"Now I wonder," he went on. "Is it common for humans to be named after plants where you're from?"

Honestly, he found the idea amusing. Here he was a plant with a human name.

"A-After plants...?" he repeated curiously, then hummed thoughtfully. "W-Well, there is Thistle..."

Leaning in, he shared rather excitedly, "Th-Thistlewood was named after him."
Which was completely false and the result of him taking a joke too seriously, but he didn't know that.

After a bit more thought, he nodded. "I... I don't know many people n-named after plants, but... I guess... I guess Rose, and J-Jasmine, and Lily and such are names."

"And common enough names, yes." Not among sylvari, though perhaps because that would become redundant.

Trahearne had no idea who Thistle or Thistlewood was, so was simply pleased by Bracken's excitement. Whatever made him happy.

"Those names have been around a lot longer than me, so I shouldn't comment." It was just amusing to do so. "I do like your name, you're the first I've met with it."

"Other... Other people have thought it was d-different, too."

Not necessarily bad, but different. People hadn't commented on it much before he got here - but plenty of people had odd names where he came from.

"I-It was just the first thing I, that I thought of when I woke up," he explained, though not very thoroughly. "I-I don't think anyone else has m-my name."

Trahearne frowned, slightly. Woke up...? That's something Trahearne would expect to hear from another sylvari, not a human.

"I'm sorry, I don't follow, your name was not given to you?"

"I... I'm not sure," he admitted a bit timidly. It wasn't that he found it particularly dramatic or went out of his way to hide it, but there seemed to be something wrong with the way he remembered his life 'starting', and he didn't have the answers for why that was.

"I... I was th-there, but... but I didn't have a b-body...?" he tried to explain his experience of it, but it was difficult when he himself had no idea what had happened, "Then... Then it was l-like, like God asked for my n-name. And... And B-Bracken was what I thought of, s-so I said that. A-And then, I had to f-figure out what I looked like."

He furrowed his brows as he thought about it. Seemingly being something like a ghost like that had been strange. He remembered it, but it was hard to imagine being invisible and body-less like that again. "A-And once I remembered what I l-looked like, I woke up by the c-crystal in Theskittle."

Trahearne played with the leaves at the nape of his neck as he listened, eyes bright and thoughtful. The product of illusion or mental tampering? No, he'd heard of stranger than what Bracken described. Not by much, however.

"That's very- mm, unique." Unique, fascinating, there were a lot of words he'd use to describe that experience. He could sympathize with existing without a real body. Existence in the Dream of Dreams was strange.

"You figured out what you looked like... as an adult? Were you ever a child?"

"I... I guess I m-must have been a kid, at some point. I..."

He tried to think back, pursing his lips, but finally shook his head. "I don't remember. I... It's just... I-I know about things. I-I've always known about things, b-but, I don't remember how I know them. L-Like cars and phones."

"Hrm..." Trahearne wanted to push more, to pick out any similarities to anything he was used to on Tyria. Bracken wasn't the sort he could do that to, no, he was too easily flustered and scared. Another time, maybe.

"It's good that those things weren't taken from you, along with your memories. Sylvari experience something similar, though not with a loss of memory but a differing method of creation. We are never children. It's, mm, curious." How strange was that here? Probably as strange as it had been on Tyria before there were thousands of his kind.

"R-Really? You... You never got to be a kid?"

At first, he was surprised, but after a moment to think he mused aloud to himself, "A-Actually, I don't think I saw m-many kids, either..."

Maybe humans were made some other way, too. He'd never thought about it, and never asked. He knew what a pregnant woman was, but he'd never seen one.

"How, How do you make new babies, then?"

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