Wine & Dine [Arturia]

[Admiral Susanoo]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:450px;][style=float:left; border-radius:100%; height:100px; width:100px;][/style][style=background-color:#fff; color:#222; line-height:3px; letter-spacing:-3px; font-weight:bold; font-family:helvetica; font-size:23px; text-align:right;]YOU CAN TEAR AWAY MY FLESH[/style][style=background-color:#eee; text-align:left; font-family:courier new; text-transform:lowercase; padding:2px; font-size:10px; color:#000;]i'll breathe like there's a halo around my neck![/style][style=height:300px; padding:10px; overflow:auto; color:#000; font-family:tahoma; font-size:10px; text-align:justify;]A small boat capable of carrying a single person arrived to the famous Bartie. The Admiral walked through the doors and immediately, the room with silent. People started eyeing the young man as he walked through the room. The marine could here the whispers about the rumors of him supposing to be dead and how he welcomed Javier Santana to the ranks of Shichibukai. Pausing for a second, he turned and looked at them with his cold blooded stare, causing the people become worried for their lives and stopped the whispers. Smirking, the marine went towards a table. Removing his nodachi's sheath from around his belt, he placed the blade on the edge of his table where he had a clear view of his weapon. Following this, he pulled out his chair and sat down. Susanoo folded his arms, waiting for a menu. A well dressed waiter arrived towards his table with a bottle of red wine and Susanoo's menu. Placing both on the table, the man bowed and walked away from the marine after stating he would return in five. With his general coat gently resting against his coat, the marine reached for the menu and began browsing through their main course then desserts. However nothing peeped his interest right off the back. Finally something catch his eye however, he didn't wish to order till his date arrived. Beneath his hard and rugged look, the marine was nervous. It had been quiet sometime since he been on a date, seeing how he was a man of battle and reading then a chick magnet or humping. Putting the menu down, the waiter appeared. Admiral Susanoo told him to give him another five minutes to look through but to come back with two wine glasses. The waiter did ask he was told, returning with fancy glasses. Removing the cap of the bottle, he poured the red wine into his glasses, filling it up half way. Before he could take a sip, his lovely looking date, Ms. Arturia Zenith. Being a gentleman, he pulled out her chair for the lady to take a sit. [/style]

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[ARTHURIA ZENITH]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 350,bTable][atrb=style,border-left: 2px solid #61b9f8; padding: 10; color: #3F3F3F;][style=float: left; padding: 2;] [style=border:1px solid#2973a5;background-color:3F3F3F;width:100px;height:100px;padding:8px;][/style][/style] [style=font-size: 22px; font-family: calibri; letter-spacing: -1px;]Arthuria Zenith[/style][style=border-right:10px solid #61b9f8; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; margin-left: 10; background-color: #3F3F3F; color: #61b9f8; display: block; width: 250px;]AGE: 19[/style][style=font-family: calibri; font-size: 10px; margin-left: 10;]FEMALE[/style][style=border-right:10px solid #61b9f8; font-size: 11px; margin-left: 10; background-color: #3F3F3F; font-family: calibri; color: #61b9f8; display: block; width: 250px;]WORDS: Enough ~[/style][style=font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; margin-left: 10;]TAGS: Col [/style][style=border-right:10px solid #61b9f8; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; margin-left: 10; background-color: #3F3F3F; color: #61b9f8; display: block; width: 250px;]NOTES: Pfft. Date [/style]

[atrb=style,padding:10px;border-right:1px solid #61b9f8;][style=font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:10px;text-align:center;margin-top:0px;letter-spacing:0px;color:#726963;] What lies behind us, and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us. [/style] [style=margin:-20px 30px 10px 30px;text-align:justify;font-family:tahoma;font-size:10px;text-transform:lowercase;color:#8e8e8e;line-height:13px;] Strange that a woman of captain ranking would be called out to have a meeting with the new Fleet Admiral, though that wasn't the most public knowlege. She had received quite the few new abilities, but none of them had been used in the slightest outside her quiet training sessions free from trying eyes. And the sword she held at her side now was completely untested in anything but balance and some basic forms to see how well it fit in her hands. There was no way her skills were being picked up on yet. But here she was, getting invited to a meeting with the big man. Another option was that he was inviting her out as a friend because he wanted to celebrate his promotion. But then there would be more friends. The woman frowned, strange. Oh well, she couldn't turn down the Fleet Admiral. What if he was going to give her an important mission or something? So she had gotten dressed in some fineries, a nice black dress, with a light violet ribbon in her hair on the right side, and made her way to the Bartie. Though she went without her marine uniform, she still carried her sword in her left hand. She felt short handed without it near by. The staff didn't exactly look happy that another person with a weapon just walked in, but they let it slide as the woman made her way to the table and letting Susano'o be courteous. When they were both seated, Arthuria went to lean her katana on her chair, but Zephyr seemed to dislike when she let it out of her hands, so giving in, the captain placed it in her lap before laying her napkin over it and looking at her counterpart in this meeting. [/style]

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[Admiral Susanoo]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:450px;][style=float:left; border-radius:100%; height:100px; width:100px;][/style][style=background-color:#fff; color:#222; line-height:3px; letter-spacing:-3px; font-weight:bold; font-family:helvetica; font-size:23px; text-align:right;]YOU CAN TEAR AWAY MY FLESH[/style][style=background-color:#eee; text-align:left; font-family:courier new; text-transform:lowercase; padding:2px; font-size:10px; color:#000;]i'll breathe like there's a halo around my neck![/style][style=height:300px; padding:10px; overflow:auto; color:#000; font-family:tahoma; font-size:10px; text-align:justify;]Captain Arthuria Zenith thus marking the most beautiful woman in the entire ship. Susanoo was quiet pleased to be dinning with the lovely young lady tonight. Once she took her sit, he did the same followed by removing his nodachi from the table, feeling it was improper to have a tool for death on something which humans eat off. Thus he sat the blade under his chair and reconnect his eyes with Arthuria. He cleared his throat then began speaking in a calm tone. "As you know, I'm currently been promoted to Fleet Admiral. With that said, I was wondering would you like to be the first to dine with the newest marine in charge." Susanoo addressed the main idea of tonight then crossed his arms beneath his chest with a rare but joyful smile on his face. Reaching for his glass, Susanoo began drinking the red wine which he poured for himself earlier. After placing his glass down, a few seconds of silence followed. However the silence had broken with same waiter as before, return with another menu for Ms. Zenith. "Ma'am, you look lovely this evening. Is there anything else beside this menu that you wish for me to bring for you and your date?" The waiter asked in a polite tone towards Captain Arthuria, wishing to know now to eliminate unneeded trip to the kitchen. Admiral Susanoo's face turn a bright red, mainly under his cheeks marking that he was embarrassed but he tried to keep his cool and tried to removed the waiter thus hoping to prevent further embarrassing moments for the marines. "Pal, she is only a friend. Please give us five minutes to order." The Admiral told the help, keeping his head leveled however his cheeks were still bright red but this didn't last long. They began to fade as the Admiral began drinking the rest of his wine. [/style]

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[ARTHURIA ZENITH]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 350,bTable][atrb=style,border-left: 2px solid #61b9f8; padding: 10; color: #3F3F3F;][style=float: left; padding: 2;] [style=border:1px solid#2973a5;background-color:3F3F3F;width:100px;height:100px;padding:8px;][/style][/style] [style=font-size: 22px; font-family: calibri; letter-spacing: -1px;]Arthuria Zenith[/style][style=border-right:10px solid #61b9f8; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; margin-left: 10; background-color: #3F3F3F; color: #61b9f8; display: block; width: 250px;]AGE: 19[/style][style=font-family: calibri; font-size: 10px; margin-left: 10;]FEMALE[/style][style=border-right:10px solid #61b9f8; font-size: 11px; margin-left: 10; background-color: #3F3F3F; font-family: calibri; color: #61b9f8; display: block; width: 250px;]WORDS: Enough ~[/style][style=font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; margin-left: 10;]TAGS: Col [/style][style=border-right:10px solid #61b9f8; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; margin-left: 10; background-color: #3F3F3F; color: #61b9f8; display: block; width: 250px;]NOTES: Pfft. Date [/style]

[atrb=style,padding:10px;border-right:1px solid #61b9f8;][style=font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:10px;text-align:center;margin-top:0px;letter-spacing:0px;color:#726963;] What lies behind us, and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us. [/style] [style=margin:-20px 30px 10px 30px;text-align:justify;font-family:tahoma;font-size:10px;text-transform:lowercase;color:#8e8e8e;line-height:13px;] The young woman certainly would like to enjoy the scene around her at the moment. After all, the delicious smells permeating the entire deck of this raft, boat, restaurant thing were absolutely mouth watering. But Zephyr just wouldn't settle down. For some reason, it hadn't figured out its new master's personality type quite yet and was adapting, albeit slowly. She had noticed some improvements from the past few days, but not enough to allow her to relax. This blade was the best she had ever laid eyes on, but if its spirit was too rebellious, it would be useless to a more calm swordswoman. Putting these thoughts out of her head, she looked up and gave her host a gracious smile. She was supposed to enjoy her time after all. It would be rude to allow such niceties to seem like they were unappreciated. When the waiter said something about a couple, his words were more or less a blur. Arthuria wasn't available or desirable anyway. She was far to devoted to her place as a defender of peace to waste her time on something so selfish anyway. Her happiness being sacrificed would save lives. Or that was what she believed. Still, she graced the man with a response. "It is a pleasure to be invited to dine with you Fleet Admiral. And in such a nice place. I would be lying if I said I thought I deserved it." Again, she let her face relax into a smile. She tilted ever so slightly in her chair and a leg snapped, sending the poor young woman careening into the floor with a rather audible crash. Curse her luck. Things like this just happened to her all the time. Ow ow ow. She thought, rubbing her areas that made contact with the ground. Being clumsy and unlucky was a horrible combination. The waiter ran up to the duo, apologizing profusely. [/style]

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