Nuances [Ayakura]

[Vergil Zallir]

Words: XXX Notes: Sorry for the wait I had a class Objective: Survive until a seat open up Mood: Awkward/Bold/Snarky Health: 100% Music:Jouji Washington tagged: Ayakura Alisa Damn, why did he think this would be a good idea? He eyed the patron across from him for a moment before looking down at the table. It was around five thirty when he intially arrived at Café Musain it was one of the best Cafés in town and Vergil figured he deserved a break after all the insane as well as inane challenges he'd been put through as of late his bandaged right hand, or wrist rather being the greatest testament to that. He'd found the Café a little over a year ago shortly after he moved into the city. Vergil had heard rumors around town about the nice little spot especially after hours. A good local jazz band frequented the establishment and it's pastries among other foods weren't too bad either. He often came to the little side establishment after a test or a fight, whenever he needed to cool off or after a success of sorts. However in the past couple of months his 'spot' had become more popular by an increasing margin and so when he arrived there didn't seem to be much space. He had a taste for something sweet this evening and so despite the influx of people Vergil decided to go for it he had to squeeze past more than a few people, but overall not too much trouble, or at least until he got stuck behind some really big guy who either opted against or couldn't afford the luxury of deodorant he figured it was the former. As he looked for a way away from the man he happened to see a free chair, looks like today was his lucky day. He weaved his way past the man like he would in one of his official matches eyeing him annoyedly as he passed only to make his way to a seat. It was only after he sat down that Vergil noticed a lady around his age sitting across from him. It was foolish to think he'd find a free table in this situation, the man muttered something that sounded like a curse under his breath, before looking over at the other patron across the circular table. He by no means planned to jump back up into the crowd he'd narrowly managed to avoid, however he didn't exactly wanna jump at someones table uninvited. He figured he'd sit here until the commotion cleared up a bit, regardless of how rude it was. He wasn't however barbaric enough not to say anything though the thought did however cross his mind. "So uh, pretty frigid out there today huh..." Vergil slid a hand through his dreadlocks as he spoke at a loss of sorts. He didn't stutter but it was obvious small talk wasn't his strong suit, he didn't really see a need to introduce himself as he wouldn't be here long, but hey at least his presence was known right? The man felt like lighting a smoke, but he didn't need to make any worse of an impression.

[Ayakura Alisa]

This place had gotten very crowded, and I guess it couldn't be helped that someone had taken what was apparently the only remaining seat left at the establishment. Looks like some guy. He should be glad that I was alone, because he didn't even ask if somebody was using the chair, because I could have been waiting for someone. But I wasn't, so there was no point in getting mad at him. I had been sipping my coffee and basically been eyeing some Internet articles on my phone when the young man who had sat at my table mentioned something about it being cold. "I think it's just you, man," I said plainly, I hadn't even turned to face him, but, I guess he was just waiting for the place to clear out before moving elsewhere, I hope. "It's pretty damn crowded today, eh..."

[Vergil Zallir]

Words: XXX Notes: going with the flow Objective: Survive until a seat opens up Mood: Snarky Health: 100% Music:Jouji Washington tagged: Ayakura Alisa Vergil leaned back in the chair a bit looking towards the counter hoping the afternoon rush would die down soon so he could order something. Only for the woman across the table to respond to him. She'd disagreed, possibly because she didn't want to be bothered by the rude boxer across the table, just as Vergil felt it was a call for him to shut up and sit silently she'd responded with another comment commentating on the rowdiness of the restaurant. A small snarky smile played on his face as he let the chair fall forward, sitting up straight he responded more than a hint of sarcasm in his voice, "I think it's just you, man." He'd mimicked her word for word. If there was ever going to be an ice breaker between these two he figured that was going to be it, and so he introduced himself in a word, "Vergil..." He said his own name offhandedly before continuing a moment a later, "You got a name stranger?" He slid his hands out of his pockets and onto the table his bandages barely showing underneath his jacket sleeve, he was starting to relax a bit.

[Ayakura Alisa]

I smirked once the guy responded to me in the best... me-impression he mustered. It wasn't very good. Whatever. I had half a mind to tell him to cut the sass, but something told me that it would probably make things much worse. Better just to leave things as it was. I sipped some more of my coffee and continued surfing the Internet on my phone. He asked for my name after introducing himself as Vergil. "...Alisa. Ayakura Alisa." I simply responded, quick and to the point. I yawned and didn't bother to make any more statements. I wondered when he'd go away. Something about him told me I wouldn't get along with him very well. He seemed rather rude. When will someone leave? Please. Or maybe he can prove me wrong and not turn out to be a snarky jackass. We will see!

[Vergil Zallir]

Words: XXX Notes: I don't know what i'm doing help me. Objective: Survive this conversation??? Mood: Bold/Blunt/Embarrassed Health: 100% Music:Jouji Washington Well this got awkward really quickly, the girl didn't seem hostile, but she wasn't out looking to make friends either, not to mention he hadn't been the kindest person upon entering in truth he was entirely at fault and Vergil knew, however his pride wouldn't really let him apologize he'd made a rash decision in an annoying situation and he didn't regret it.... much. As the silence between t hem fell he'd bring his elbows on top of the table. "Alright Alisa this is too damn awkward." Vergil was never one to beat around the bush and avoiding the topic would just make it worse. He felt the need to clear up the situation, and so he would, lest it linger in his mind it was after all the little things that annoyed him the most. "First, I'm not hitting on you, I don't really know if you thought that I mean it's not that I wouldn't hit on you it's just th-" He could literally feel the depth of the hole he was burying himself in, and so he decided to stop. "The point is I'm not, I was in a bad situation and kinda had to make a choice, my bad for barging in." He placed his elbow on the table, before continuing, "Now before this becomes anymore awkward why don't you tell me exactly what it is you do."

[Ayakura Alisa]

The young man seemed to take some form of emotional response (and I am aware that it was a most robotic thought I had), he probably felt some form of guilt at having to wait. But I honestly didn't mind... too much, I guess. He didn't seem too annoying, anyways. Just a bit excitable. And in a rush for something. Soon, he spoke again and seemed to think the whole situation was awkward. I was still tapping away at my phone but I turned my attention to him after he mentioned that he wasn't hitting on me. Did he think that I thought he was hitting on me? Hahahaha. Okay, kiddo, whatever you say. "It's fine... Not like there's any other seat available," I said simply, and then he proceeded to ask me what it was I did. "...Anyway, I investigate stuff. Collect information. Private eye, private investigator? I guess I also do art and write for a living but that's more of my day job thing." I coughed and continued to drink my coffee.

"What about you?"