{ ooc: I'm so sorry this took so long, I forgot to make a note and adhd did the rest... }
[ It's been [a number of] days since the Mating Season fiascos, and Stelle had a notif pop up on her watch about an unfulfilled date, which she'd very much meant to follow through on, but she's been... we'll go with indisposed. ]
Hey, Texas? It's Stelle. Sorry it's been a minute. I was hoping you'd still like to meet up for that date?
[ Stelle will be glad to hear that, she hadn't meant to leave Texas in the lurch... though she might also still not realize her own imminent flare... ]
Today is good! Just let me know when, and where you'd like to meet up, I'm pretty free.
Okay, we can probably meet in the lobby and go from there? The Nest is a bit bigger since it's more like a luxury mall, but we should be fine to go through it first and then move on to other places.
(....at least the good news is that she'll actually take care of her suit flare if it happens around texas.)
Don't worry about spending, since I can take care of grabbing a bite to eat this time at the Red Cardinal.
Lobby it is! Thank you, Texas, I'm looking forward to it. See you soon!
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[ Whatever the agreed upon time, Stelle is... more or less on time. Protag Armor much more than any great sense of time management, but she arrives in the lobby with genuine enthusiasm. It's been awhile since she got to make new friends.
Stelle isn't really dressed for any special occasion, just as she always is, right now: white boatneck sweater, short black skirt, ankle booties. Her suit mark is a garter around her left upper thigh peeking out from the skirt, an art deco-esque pattern traced into it that matches the one on her favored bat, and an image of her current rank card seemingly tucked into it on the outside of her thigh.
If there's anything Off about it, she hasn't noticed. It's probably fine!
She greets Texas with a wave when she spots her, and makes her way over. ]
(luckily, protag plot armor isn't that much of a necessity here. not that they know the impeding disaster, but she also isn't the worst person that it can happen around. she's gone through enough of the spades suit flare surprises, hell, her suit mark being active enough also adds to her understanding of these things without saying anything. or without judging, depending.
anyway, texas didn't get that dressed up, but it was enough to tell that she was on the nicer side of things. a simple suit, white dress shirt tucked and buttoned up, a black vest, nice slacks, too. the only difference is that her own suit mark is in view on her left hand, the pair of wolves that make up the spade symbol. one a discolored silver and the other a discolored black, like it referenced something about her life.)
No, you didn't, actually.
(polite as ever, even as those wolf ears of hers sits relaxed atop her head. not moving, not even a flick from the pierced one. she almost looks like a mobster again, but if someone said that she might look slightly annoyed at the reminder. she never did like her past being scrutinized, not unless texas was the one doing it instead, with offhanded remarks and commentary that sounded a little too frightening to be normal.
still, stelle has a handsome date partner for this round. might as well take advantage of it, right?)
You look great, by the way.
(she'll get that out of the way first, they do have a fair bit to go around for the resort.)
[ Fortunately(?) Stelle has met more than enough people with fluffy ears and tails that it isn't overly novel... otherwise, it's entirely possible she'd be staring. Instead, her expression is warm but neutral, brightening immediately when Texas compliments her. She hadn't expected that, considering she's dressed as she always is, as she sees it.
Stelle's disposition is often a coin flip between restlessness and a cool neutrality, and today she's leaning restless, but only just. A little anxious, a little anticipatory, more than a little excited to do something new, to get to know someone else.
But Texas' general demeanor is familiar. One of Stelle's closest friends is also the... reserved type. It puts her at ease, if she's being honest. ]
Thank you. You look sharp.
[ Just as warm as her expression, and genuine. She's been scolded enough about just repeating people's statements back at them, so she put a spin on it. She's trying to get better at voicing her own thoughts.
She's not sure what to expect, though, from a Date or a Tour, really, and while she's done a little wandering since Texas offered, there's no doubt plenty she hasn't seen yet, or, just as likely, plenty she hasn't quite grasped the full scope of. ]
So, where to first?
[ She's not in a rush, by any means, just...better at action than small talk. ]
(good thing too, she might have not been fazed by questions about them, but sometimes people could be rude without meaning to be when it comes to such things. foreign to them or not. the fluff of her ears sticks out, calm and casual, with a hint of smoke hanging off her scent. she must have had a cigarette earlier, likely to get it out of the way first to make sure that her suit mark wasn't about to press into her vices again.
not everyone likes it when someone smokes, so she tries to be courteous given that she also attempts to maintain something of a healthy balance in it and limiting herself as a means of quitting. too bad she has yet, especially here where it feeds into those vices.
anyway, she asked the million lungmen dollar question, it's only fair to figure it out from there where to go first. their best bet is to go around the nest, get the shops out of the way before finding somewhere to settle at for a meal. she does have that list of safe places by this point that someone made, so it should be fine to change up her usual and eat somewhere that wasn't the red cardinal. she does have the chips to spare, so why not have some fun before spending them on christmas gifts? she did have a few people in mind to shop for and seems like stelle might be added to the list.
something she'll mull over more later.)
The Nest first. After that we can find somewhere nice to eat at since it'll take a bit.
(going from there is their best bet, weiss did this for her after she found herself in the resort and almost was auctioned off to freaks in the crowd. any other learning came from her exploring around, broca's suggestions were nice after they spoke, and she wasn't about to waste the opportunity to at least distract herself at the time.
time really does fly, she muses, since she's been here for over a year before making her way toward the elevator. she didn't mind stelle was bad at small talk, if anything the wolf is equally bad, but the silence is more comfortable than awkward from her being reserved.)
It's going to have a lot of sexual innuendo as a warning, depending on the shops. I've had to deal with that for wanting something as simple as ice cream too often.
{ ooc: someday, I won't blink and weeks won't be gone with no explanation. I'm so sorry I'm dragging ass. }
[ As much as Stelle is a Trailblazer, someone who has dedicated her life to learning about new places and offering what of herself that she can to improve them... this Resort sure is asking a lot. That doesn't mean Stelle doesn't want to understand, however. She does. She's even giving her best shot at trying to make sense of the expectations and fulfill them. Within reason. ]
Sounds great! There are so many shops, I barely knew where to begin.
[ She's not exactly broke, but she's also under the impression this place would rather everyone just stay naked, with the cost of some of the clothes...
She hums, a little amused, a little thoughtful. ]
I may have noticed... If it's not innuendos it's bird puns, isn't it. I'm not sure which is worse.
[ It's definitely the innuendo, if only because the bird puns don't seem to have to stretch quite so far to still make sense.
The elevators are always An Experience, themselves. ]
Haunted as fudge. [ under her breath, and very much to herself, once they disembark. ]
(such is the life of a trailblazer, then again, such is the life of someone like texas who has dealt with multiple brands of oddities in her own life. nothing mentioned, if only because she saw little reason to do that. she does hate the resort, the house, and how they seem pleased to use people among the many positives about dealing with her as having a more....normal, presence in someone's life.
somewhat. she's not that normal, but texas tries while listening along. she can understand that too, not knowing if the shitty bird puns were worse or if the innuendo was. the bird puns were something texas became desensitized to gradually, but they did have a small break from those once.)
We had them swap from bird puns to puns about the ocean during summer. So I'd say that it's the puns, especially if they're doing dirty innuendo filled puns.
(honestly, she rather take exusiai's puns than anything that the golden peacock does. not that hers were any better, but she at least would laugh at them rarely whenever they came up or smile slightly. mostly smile slightly, laughter was reserved for when she was alone. nothing personal, it was simply how texas is with not really displaying certain things around others with ease.
an ear twitches right as she catches that, haunted, huh? oh, she might have had a story for her about what happened last halloween if it weren't for her being sworn to secrecy. rin had her promise that after what happened....and it wouldn't be texas if she went around blabbing to others about secrets people want kept. especially if she happened to have been the one to see said things they did not want outed to others.)
You know, I barely trust the elevators. Not after my last few experiences in them.
(none of them good, but this one seemed oddly normal. no strange scents, no being thrown around like a pair of dolls thanks to the ghosts within. it's funny. maybe they'll have a normal experience instead of a resort flavored one?
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Date: 2025-10-18 02:57 am (UTC)[ It's been [a number of] days since the Mating Season fiascos, and Stelle had a notif pop up on her watch about an unfulfilled date, which she'd very much meant to follow through on, but she's been... we'll go with indisposed. ]
Hey, Texas? It's Stelle. Sorry it's been a minute. I was hoping you'd still like to meet up for that date?
no worries! ik the adhd struggle too well x.x
Date: 2025-10-20 08:30 pm (UTC)(fiascoes and suffering aside, she did still owe stelle a date. somehow she skirted by not getting a suit flare.)
I'd still be up for showing you around, today I should be free.
(....at least this should be more normal than her date with cipher.)
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Date: 2025-10-21 12:48 am (UTC)Today is good! Just let me know when, and where you'd like to meet up, I'm pretty free.
[ Cipher is in a league of her own, lbr. ]
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Date: 2025-10-27 03:13 pm (UTC)(....at least the good news is that she'll actually take care of her suit flare if it happens around texas.)
Don't worry about spending, since I can take care of grabbing a bite to eat this time at the Red Cardinal.
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Date: 2025-11-03 02:50 am (UTC)----
[ Whatever the agreed upon time, Stelle is... more or less on time. Protag Armor much more than any great sense of time management, but she arrives in the lobby with genuine enthusiasm. It's been awhile since she got to make new friends.
Stelle isn't really dressed for any special occasion, just as she always is, right now: white boatneck sweater, short black skirt, ankle booties. Her suit mark is a garter around her left upper thigh peeking out from the skirt, an art deco-esque pattern traced into it that matches the one on her favored bat, and an image of her current rank card seemingly tucked into it on the outside of her thigh.
If there's anything Off about it, she hasn't noticed. It's probably fine!
She greets Texas with a wave when she spots her, and makes her way over. ]
I hope I didn't keep you waiting.
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Date: 2025-11-05 05:31 pm (UTC)anyway, texas didn't get that dressed up, but it was enough to tell that she was on the nicer side of things. a simple suit, white dress shirt tucked and buttoned up, a black vest, nice slacks, too. the only difference is that her own suit mark is in view on her left hand, the pair of wolves that make up the spade symbol. one a discolored silver and the other a discolored black, like it referenced something about her life.)
No, you didn't, actually.
(polite as ever, even as those wolf ears of hers sits relaxed atop her head. not moving, not even a flick from the pierced one. she almost looks like a mobster again, but if someone said that she might look slightly annoyed at the reminder. she never did like her past being scrutinized, not unless texas was the one doing it instead, with offhanded remarks and commentary that sounded a little too frightening to be normal.
still, stelle has a handsome date partner for this round. might as well take advantage of it, right?)
You look great, by the way.
(she'll get that out of the way first, they do have a fair bit to go around for the resort.)
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Date: 2025-11-08 03:07 am (UTC)Stelle's disposition is often a coin flip between restlessness and a cool neutrality, and today she's leaning restless, but only just. A little anxious, a little anticipatory, more than a little excited to do something new, to get to know someone else.
But Texas' general demeanor is familiar. One of Stelle's closest friends is also the... reserved type. It puts her at ease, if she's being honest. ]
Thank you. You look sharp.
[ Just as warm as her expression, and genuine. She's been scolded enough about just repeating people's statements back at them, so she put a spin on it. She's trying to get better at voicing her own thoughts.
She's not sure what to expect, though, from a Date or a Tour, really, and while she's done a little wandering since Texas offered, there's no doubt plenty she hasn't seen yet, or, just as likely, plenty she hasn't quite grasped the full scope of. ]
So, where to first?
[ She's not in a rush, by any means, just...better at action than small talk. ]
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Date: 2025-11-08 07:44 pm (UTC)not everyone likes it when someone smokes, so she tries to be courteous given that she also attempts to maintain something of a healthy balance in it and limiting herself as a means of quitting. too bad she has yet, especially here where it feeds into those vices.
anyway, she asked the million lungmen dollar question, it's only fair to figure it out from there where to go first. their best bet is to go around the nest, get the shops out of the way before finding somewhere to settle at for a meal. she does have that list of safe places by this point that someone made, so it should be fine to change up her usual and eat somewhere that wasn't the red cardinal. she does have the chips to spare, so why not have some fun before spending them on christmas gifts? she did have a few people in mind to shop for and seems like stelle might be added to the list.
something she'll mull over more later.)
The Nest first. After that we can find somewhere nice to eat at since it'll take a bit.
(going from there is their best bet, weiss did this for her after she found herself in the resort and almost was auctioned off to freaks in the crowd. any other learning came from her exploring around, broca's suggestions were nice after they spoke, and she wasn't about to waste the opportunity to at least distract herself at the time.
time really does fly, she muses, since she's been here for over a year before making her way toward the elevator. she didn't mind stelle was bad at small talk, if anything the wolf is equally bad, but the silence is more comfortable than awkward from her being reserved.)
It's going to have a lot of sexual innuendo as a warning, depending on the shops. I've had to deal with that for wanting something as simple as ice cream too often.
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Date: 2025-11-23 06:45 pm (UTC)[ As much as Stelle is a Trailblazer, someone who has dedicated her life to learning about new places and offering what of herself that she can to improve them... this Resort sure is asking a lot. That doesn't mean Stelle doesn't want to understand, however. She does. She's even giving her best shot at trying to make sense of the expectations and fulfill them. Within reason. ]
Sounds great! There are so many shops, I barely knew where to begin.
[ She's not exactly broke, but she's also under the impression this place would rather everyone just stay naked, with the cost of some of the clothes...
She hums, a little amused, a little thoughtful. ]
I may have noticed... If it's not innuendos it's bird puns, isn't it. I'm not sure which is worse.
[ It's definitely the innuendo, if only because the bird puns don't seem to have to stretch quite so far to still make sense.
The elevators are always An Experience, themselves. ]
Haunted as fudge. [ under her breath, and very much to herself, once they disembark. ]
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Date: 2025-11-26 06:47 am (UTC)somewhat. she's not that normal, but texas tries while listening along. she can understand that too, not knowing if the shitty bird puns were worse or if the innuendo was. the bird puns were something texas became desensitized to gradually, but they did have a small break from those once.)
We had them swap from bird puns to puns about the ocean during summer. So I'd say that it's the puns, especially if they're doing dirty innuendo filled puns.
(honestly, she rather take exusiai's puns than anything that the golden peacock does. not that hers were any better, but she at least would laugh at them rarely whenever they came up or smile slightly. mostly smile slightly, laughter was reserved for when she was alone. nothing personal, it was simply how texas is with not really displaying certain things around others with ease.
an ear twitches right as she catches that, haunted, huh? oh, she might have had a story for her about what happened last halloween if it weren't for her being sworn to secrecy. rin had her promise that after what happened....and it wouldn't be texas if she went around blabbing to others about secrets people want kept. especially if she happened to have been the one to see said things they did not want outed to others.)
You know, I barely trust the elevators. Not after my last few experiences in them.
(none of them good, but this one seemed oddly normal. no strange scents, no being thrown around like a pair of dolls thanks to the ghosts within. it's funny. maybe they'll have a normal experience instead of a resort flavored one?
....probably.)