The Date (Open to Lobo, Caleb, and Importante)

Kenji stood before the Cavar les Liefde, a moderately expensive restaurant easily recognizable by a high dome shaped roof. He had never been here before, but supposedly this place had rather good food... Kenji sighed, looked over his dark grey suit one last time to make sure it was spotless, and went in. He wanted this date to be perfect, and UWUC's money helped him reach that goal.

Kenji passed by an Ilet, probably the customer greeter. "Kenji Silvano, dinner for two," Kenji muttered, and when the alien nodded he walked between several tables and found a nice spot for the date. It was a rather out of the way table, next to a window with a nice view of Xychus. He pulled up a chair and sat down. He hoped Lobo would come... the girl didn't seem too enthusiastic about it. I just gotta get her to warm up to me. Suddenly Caleb popped into his head. That kid seemed insano, believing all that superhero garbage and throwing a temper tantrum when he asked Lobo out. Kenji brushed his blond-ish hair out of his eyes when he noticed movement near the entrance.

An uncomfortable looking girl stepped through the door, which had been opened for her by two tuxedo wearing aliens. One had winked at her, the other had just stood there looking mildly amused at her efforts to look somewhat presentable. She felt ridiculous. Her hair fell over her shoulders in loose curls. A blue bow hung over the back of her head. She wore makeup, though only a slight amount to cover up a cut on her face from where she had fallen back in Pusanem. Her dress was even more shaming that her hair and use of makeup combined. Lobo felt that it was much too skimpy and form fitting, but it was the only the she had, and it's not like she'd find anything better in stores. The dress was blue and slightly shimmery. The top half was covered by her normal, everyday, plain jacket. I feel like a peacock. With her dress billowing around her Lobo went to join Kenji, who was looking slightly impatient. Blushing, she sat down across from Kenji. "Sorry if I'm late." She shrugged off her jacket revealing a dress that really wasn't as bad as she thought it was. It was still on the showy side though, and Lobo wondered if she should really ditch the jacket.

Kenji smiled as Lobo sat down. He hadn't really expected her to dress up. "You look beautiful tonight." Almost right after Lobo sat down, a waiter walked by and passed out two menus. Kenji wasn't surprised when he hardly recognized the food shown. If there was anything he missed from Earth, it was good ol' fashioned tacos.

With a slight frown, Kenji just chose what looked like a small orange steak, and a clear liquid he had to assume was water. Kenji sighed. "Aliens and their crazy food..." He muttered, then put down the menu.

Caleb seethed next to his 'date'. He hoped she knew this wasn't a 'boyfriend' and 'girlfriend' type of date. More like a friendly outing between more than friends. Though he saw it as an excuse and an alibi for villainous deeds. Ooo... That word creeping upon him. Villainous deeds? Saving a girl from a life with a horrible pig wasn't villainous, if you looked at it as he did. His eyes scanned around, wondering where Kenji and Lobo might be holding this 'date'. He wasn't sure exactly where, but he had a good idea that it was in Xychus City and close to the apartments. Surprisingly enough, Caleb had a suit ready for this exact occasion. It was a traditional one as well. With a dinner jacket that exposed a white shirt covered by a black vest. The fancy outfit had come with a corsage, and instructions from his mother to only wear it on 'special occasions'. Revenge wasn't listed as one of them, but it was special to him, anyway.

He wasn't sure why Nessa had agreed, and he was glad that he hadn't spoken of his true underlying plan to this. He could zip into that restaurant slip in the 'powder' and be gone in a second, making sure that he wasn't linked to the crime at all. He smirked happily, moving his palm to grab hold of his 'dates' hand. He wasn't sure where this date was headed, to be sure, he hadn't planned any place specially to go to, all he had explained was a walk, a simple walk to nowhere really. Hopefully, it would be far away. With his left hand, he scrounged around in his pockets, his right hopefully clasping onto Nessa's. He had 'liberated' the powder from a pharmacy near the apartments. It was a heavy sedative, or at least that's what he could decipher from the label. "That'll teach Kenji," he whispered to himself, accidentally out loud.

"Where're we going again?" Nessa mused aloud as she strolled alongside her friend, left hand clasping his right. She'd no idea why he'd asked her to go... wherever, but it seemed way more fun than lying in the run-down apartment. Alone. The others had gone off on some... adventure, or mission, or something like that. Mblerpg.

The girl was wearing a strapless black dress, the hem coming off just above her knees. There was a tear in the side of the skirt, revealing the thin, underlying black lace, but she didn't mind. It was a nice dress. In her opinion, at least. She'd slung a silver belt-type thing around her waistline, and wore black lace glovelettes that ran from her wrist and cut off just short of her elbow, fastened by a black leather stringy... thing. On her neck, she wore the usual alien metal collar. She'd stuck a few cool-looking decorative magnets on it, which deactivated it long enough for her to go out, and gave it its own sort of flair. She'd hung a silver pendant with onyx gems on it to make it seem like a real necklace. Yay~.

Now, as she walked, she wondered if she was a bit under-dressed. Then she quickly waved the thought away, since she would never wear something as fancy as Caleb was now. Not that she even owned anything like that. She was a bit amused by it, even... glad. Maybe a bit flustered. But anywho, the black vest and his pale hair contrasted rather nicely. She'd dyed her hair black once, and had put a white streak in it. Grade... four, was it? She couldn't remember; she'd dyed her hair too many times. She'd brought some tubes of temporary hair dye, but she couldn't remember where she put them. And she wasn't about to buy any alien brands of "hair" dye anyways. It would probably make her grow an extra head, on top of her head. Or fry her hair. Or make it come alive. Or something.

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Lobo leafed through the menu absentmindedly. She was sure that she'd find nothing at all palatable. Her eyes flitted back and forth, not having any idea what anything was or what it meant. She finally selected something that looked like a burrito covered in metal shavings. With a thoughtful raise of an eyebrow she glanced through what looked like drinks. She settled on a deep purple liquid with tiny sparkling flecks. Just as she had finished looking over the menu an Ilet waiter came by, the same one that had winked at her earlier. With a sly smile he raised his gloved hands to a small jet-black notepad. "May I take your order?" Lobo gazed past the slightly flirty Ilet and to the entrance. It was open at the time, two Chrokmakans made their entrance. But Lobo wasn't looking at the Sigma natives, instead she was looking out onto the streets, where a thin-framed boy and a girl she'd never met before stood. Her mouth opened slightly. Caleb? Sure enough it was Caleb, looking spiffy in his suit. What was he doing? It looked like he was going on... a date. Huh. She relayed her order to the waiter by pointing at the pictures. She had no idea how to pronounce Xchecrya'cyunte. The word looked pretty fancy though.

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Kenji told the waiter his order and watched the Ilet briskly leave. It seemed like almost everyone here was an Ilet. I better not find a hairball in my food. Kenji frowned slightly, suddenly remembering Caleb once again...and how he had dressed up in hideous tights. But at least he could fight. The two probably dead aliens had showed him that. Sooner or later, Kenji was going to fight Caleb himself. It was inevitable...And he looked forward to it. The simple thought of powering up his fist with kinetic energy and slamming it into Caleb's face made him grin again.

His eyes flickered back to Lobo, and he tried to strike up a conversation. "So...Caleb's your roommate, huh? I get a bad feeling whenever I see that creep."

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Caleb thought for a moment, where was he going really, he looked around, thinking to himself that someone had to know where they were going. "Oh, I'd love to go to the festival, Oricklaboor." ignored the horned aliens name, he smiled as he realized just where to take Nessa. "There's a festival we could go to." he suggested. Glad that she wasn't fighting the fact that he was holding his hand, he didn't have much experience with girls, only what he had seen in movies, usually the villain would get a slap in the face if he tried this... There he went again, calling himself the villain. He was a hero! He shouted mentally, the only hero in this injust world. Then he saw it, Lobo. He didn't even have to see Kenji to know he was their, for a moment their eyes met, and he looked away just as quick, smiling at Nessa to get his mind off of it. He wondered if she realized that he didn't have his full heart and soul into this date, that he was just using her.

The overwhelming feeling of guilt was swallowed down, as he realized he had better get to work. "Listen, Nessa, I need to go... Use the bathroom real quick," extremely quick. "Just stay right here. I'll be out in a moment," he said, releasing the girls hand, and taking a step back. He was so lucky, he had remembered the fact that his clothes burned off when he went supersonic, the friction was just too much for them. Which was why, under his clothes he was wearing his superhero uniform. As he disappeared into a swathe of aliens, he moved quicker than light could catch, streaking off of his tux and placing it 'neatly' in an alleyway where he hoped it would be safe. Now in his red uniform, he disapepared, racing into the restaurant where Kenji and Lobo were. For a second, he dodged behind a pillar, wondering what was his plan, he couldn't just throw the chemicals in Kenji's throat... Could he? Nah, he might die. He may poison someone, but never kill.

He ignored the fact that he was literally, smoking. And then he saw it, and Ilet walking towards Kenji and Lobo's table. His chance. Moving faster than before, he ran around the Ilet, trying to keep up his invisibility, and implant the chemical at the same time. But a thought hit him, he didn't know whose was whose. In a second he was gone, the Ilet continuing towards Kenji and Lobo and then depositing the food. As she set them down, A streak of white would pass right by Kenji in Lobo, unnoticed would a tiny trickle of wet liquid be. It now covered the boys food, as Caleb ran out of the restaurant. Naked now in the open air. He skipped into the alleyway, a wide grin on his fast, how perfect that had gone down. He just hoped they didn't share food like they did in those romantic movies... Not-not that he watched them of course. He had just... Seen them in passing.

In the alleyway, he changed from stark naked, to finely dressed in a moment, smoothing down his white hair. He knew that he had only been gone for what... Seven seconds? But that was fine, it meant that Nessa had to wait less time to see him again. Now he was confused. What did people do on these dates? He didn't know, he was just socially awkward, not used to having to be near a girl or even talk to them, without them insulting him first. Did he even like this girl? Hm... Not really. She was... He wouldn't say cute, special maybe. He shrugged, she wouldn't mind, did she even really care about dating him? It didn't seem like it. He told himself that he was just getting even with her for not taking him on a pity date. He shook his head, disappearing in an instant, it would be a few seconds before he reappeared at the doorstep of the apartments, wearing nothing but a loincloth of what remained of his suit. He smirked, so easy.

"You don't like Caleb much, do you? It was no question. It was excruciatingly obvious that Caleb and Kenji disliked, even hated each other. If they could just get along everything would be so much easier. Her two friends (or her closest things to friends) couldn't even be in the same room without almost throwing punches at each other. What would she do if Caleb and Kenji tried fighting each other? The thought was troubling, as fight was immanent. She supposed she'd try to paralyze them, but that was pretty dangerous. Give them a little too much electricity and she had no idea what would happen. Troubling... very troubling indeed.

In a very short amount of time after ordering the pair's food arrived. She looked at Kenji's... steak-thing. She giggled. It looked like an orange that had been geneticcly spliced with a cow, then cut up and put on a plate. Her food didn't look much better though. She poked at it with a fork-type instrument. A rush of wind teased at Lobo's hair. Odd. She paid it no mind though.

Kenji snickered. "No, I don't like him at all." Then he heard Lobo giggle. Maybe it won't be so hard to win her heart after all... He raised an eyebrow at his food. Good god, what the heck did the chef do to it? But at least there wasn't a hairball. He wondered if Ilet-cats had hairballs...it would be a really awkward question if he ever decided to ask one...and this certainly wasn't the time.

Kenji felt something a lot like a tiny gust of wind. He ignored it. It was probably just a little burst from a ventilation vent. He could hardly care less about what made it. Using a knife and something similar to a fork, he cut a piece out of the orange steak and ate it. Surprisingly it wasn't all that bad, aside from a slightly weird taste that didn't quite match the rest of the meal. He was about to say something more when he felt a slight pain in the back of his head. It quickly turned into a searing pain that felt like something was burning a hole straight through his head. "...the hell?" Kenji managed to mutter, right before everything began to blur. Then the world seemed to flip sideways and everything went black.

"Why not? He's a little different but he's really not bad." Lobo watched Kenji pick at his food. She took a sip of her drink. It tasted like it contained alcohol, something she never cared for. But it also had a pleasant, sweet taste that couldn't really be described, not in any human language anyway. She picked up a utensil and poked at her entrée. Very tentatively she cut off a small piece. She scrunched up her face, expecting the worst. Oddly enough the metal-seasoned burrito tasted like chocolate; a very sweet chocolate. The 'metal' was actually some sort of sugar. "Oops. I think I might have ordered off the desert menu."

Just then Kenji fell out of his chair and landed rather ungracefully on the floor beneath. Lobo's purple eyes widened. "K-Kenji?" Trembling, she rose from her chair and stepped over to his unmoving body. "Kenji?" She repeated, her voice urgent. She squeezed his shoulder. The aliens around seemed to take no notice of the human boy unconscious on the floor. In fact most aliens seemed to have retreated to the back of the restaurant to attend some sort of ball. "What should I do?" Lobo said aloud, tears at her eyes. She attempted to lift Kenji up to carry him back to the apartments, but it was no use. He was too big. She couldn't' drag him either. "Kenji, please wake up." She was desperate. She couldn't leave him here, she just couldn't. "Please," a single tear ran down her face. The situation was all to familiar. Images from the past flashed before her; a younger girl lay unmoving on the floor. Over her sat Lobo, distraught. People came. They took the younger girl away. A smaller Lobo screamed, screamed for them to leave her be. She ran at them. She kicked, them, punched them, anything to make them drop her sister. But nothing worked and she was left alone in that dark little room.

Lobo's reminiscing was interrupted by a sharp pain to her forehead. She turned around just in time to see a kindly looking Chromakan. "Help," Lobo muttered weakly. The same sensation that had been coming and going over the last 48 hours returned. Her eyes clouded over with a dense black smoke. No. I can't do this, I have to stay awake. But in a moment she was out.

The Chromakan, a female, stood over the two humans for a moment before rushing off to get help.



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