IT'S A DANCE! [Video]

[vandalization]

[ Hey look! It's Saber and Vandal. They're sitting together, Vandal has a half-empty bottle of whiskey in hand, which she lifts to the screen. ]


So guys. Saber and I got to talking, and I don't know about you, but we are fucking sick of all this terrible shit happening.

Giant centipedes? Here's to you.

[ She takes a drink. ]


Anyways, we were thinking about putting together a formal dance? Like, a ask-someone-on-a-date dance sort of thing.

Anyways. We'll need a place to have it, we were thinking the Atrium if that's okay.

We'll also need some help.

Saber? The list, please?

[ Saber nods and reads off the list. ]

We'll need catering, two people to help decorate, a musician, a bouncer, and I am looking for two volunteers to help me watch over the event. This isn't expected to be a heavy responsibility, but one will need to keep out an eye for arising issues.

There will also be a requirement of at least one piece of formal wear. For everyone.

That means you Cybertronians. Find a bow-tie or hat or something!

We're aiming for a week from now, so uh. Yep. You heard it folks.

Better start trying to find a date!

[ End transmission. Vandal is in red text and Saber is in blue text. ]

Comments

[pendragon]

How true, how true. [ Saber closes her eyes for a moment, as if appreciating the gentleman's words. He's kind of struck her inner, hidden romantic. ]

I don't believe I've had the pleasure. I am called Saber, and you are..?

[perfavore]

[Mirage not-so-secretly enjoys making the ladies all a-flutter, so his eyes squint happily.]

I am Mirage. And the pleasure is mine, bella~

...

I do wonder what I could possibly...wear.

[He looks at himself, a little puzzled. He comes from the land of Ginsu Knife set robots, there's not much in the 'decorative' area.]

best idea ever y/n

[pendragon]

There was a gentleman, Barricade, in the same situation as you. He decided on a walking cane. Let's see..

[ Saber closes her eyes to think for a moment. ]

I am unsure how crafty you are, or perhaps you have a friend to ask, but what about an upper face mask? I believe they're called masquerade masks. Those do not need to be made out of cloth, and you can personalize it to your liking.

[ Saber's trying to come up with ideas for everyone, and respect the idea they likely all want to be unique.. but it's so hard to think of items the Cybertronians can use that are not cloth. ]

very y

[perfavore]

Barricade and I are from the same world, you could say.

[The similarities end there.]

...Ah!

[He sounds rather intrigued by that. A mask would do rather nicely. Very Carnivale~. His fingers brush against each other in thought, those blue eyes glittering.]

Eccellente. That will do perfectly, signorina. I am sure I could find someone to do this for me.

[At the very least, Barricade seemed to be a jack of all trades.]

[pendragon]

[ Saber smiles with his approval of the suggestion. ]

I will look forward to seeing you in your mask at the event.

[perfavore]

As I look forward to your presence.

You would not object if I visited you during the event, no?

[pendragon]

Of course not. I will be there throughout the entire night, although I may be hard to track down as I will be moving about.

[ And although Saber doesn't think like this, all work and no play makes Saber a very dull knight. ]

[perfavore]

[His voice is ever-so-playful.]

Do not be TOO elusive, bella. It will shatter my spark.

[pendragon]

[ Saber closes her eyes and then grins a bit subtly. ]

Does this routine work well for you on all of the helpless females you try it on..? But yes, I'm sure you'll be able to find me.

[ She doesn't seem angered or even attempting to be offensive; she's simply kind of neutral to such attention and it often has no effect on her. ]

[perfavore]

[There's a soft chuckle. So there's a female who doesn't swoon over the attention, interesting.]

Usually they are taken by the accent alone.

[He doesn't seem offended in the least. If anything, it's amusing.]

[pendragon]

What do you think of my accent, then?

[ Saber tilts her head slightly. Although it's not blatant, she does have a British accent. It's even more obvious when she's swearing.]

[perfavore]

Your accent gives you class, bella donna.

It is almost... musical-- how subtle it is.

[pendragon]

[ Saber closes her eyes and smiles gently. ]

That is flattery that I will gladly accept. Now, I will be expecting to see you at the dance. Unfortunately, as a female of the human race.. I must continue to act as if I am disinterested in you in hopes this causes you to be more eager and seek me out.

[ The knight was making a huge pass at her own race's culture, something she had always thought was silly, but was turning it into .. something of flirting? Maybe. Saber had never had much to do with that aspect of keeping relationships, but had always found it way beyond exhausting and ridiculous at times. ]