[closed] when stars smile at moon

[compendiem]

WHO: Minato, Natalia & Porsche
WHERE: Recollé Planetarium and Observatory
WHEN: January 1st, 5PM
WHAT: New Year's not!date, viewing the full moon one last time before darkness swallows the world
WARNINGS: none

[ Minato makes sure to be there at the planetarium half an hour before five, pacing back and forth in front of the building in order to keep warm. He's not the one with the tickets, so that leaves him to look out for either a prosthetic arm, a cute dog, and/or what he told Zack were the most gorgeous eyes in the world if he hadn't spent most of that encounter staring up at the ceiling or down at the floor. Either way, the sun is setting and will soon take its warmth with it, so Minato huddles in on himself, clamping a paper shopping bag in between his arm and side, and prays Natalia remembered to bring Porsche. Also that she remembered to come. ]

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[compendiem]

[ He has something of an internal beat, even if it's just a simple "1 e & a 2 e & a" that's getting thrown off every time he tries to talk, haltingly, gives up and tries to match his speech with the beats instead even if it makes him sound like a robot. ]

Guess I'll have to sincerely thank her when I get home. I'll let her sleep on my chest for a night and hope not to die.

[ It's the best thank-you he can offer to that cat, who scritches on his door every few nights wanting to come inside but he doesn't let her. ]

[nachetanya]

See, now you're cooking with gas, Arisato!

[ . . . Wow???
Wow??
wow.

But all the same, she says this with an upbeat tone, grinning as she's lead through whatever dance the guy thinks he's doing here. Still, to risk his life with a cat for her? She knows he's being sarcastic to some extent or at least is just being whacky but... it's nice to hear? A little, ]

[compendiem]

When that gas stove explodes, you'll know how I died. She weighs fifteen pounds.

[ A huge cat who will definitely crush him and make it impossible to breathe. ]

[nachetanya]

I'll prepare my statement for the authorities.

[ And then she decides to try to tease him. She grins and leans in to whisper, mostly to see if it's possible to fluster him: ]

You'll be one of the first to die for me!

[compendiem]

[ It's possible, but maybe not while they're sort-of dancing, because when she leans in, he just takes it and then swings her back out because this is how the dance works. ]

How many others have died for you already?

[ "One of the first"... ]

[nachetanya]

Oh, that's a good question... let me think...

[ SPINNING. Swinging out is fun. ]

[compendiem]

[ Is she serious... Just in case, Minato will ask seriously ]

You can give me a ballpark. Round to the nearest ten.

[nachetanya]

Oh... Hmm. Well then it's... zero! Rounding to nearest ten is zero!

[ . . . Which means 4 or less if she's being cheeky. ]

[compendiem]

Hmmm. I see.

[ Yeah, okay, she definitely must mean four in that case and Minato will gladly be number five. ]

I was sort of hoping my death would by useful to somebody. So it works out.

[nachetanya]

[ She nods, and bats her eyelashes.

It's appreciated Arisato.

... Man this guy is weird but that's sort of fun admittedly, so. ]

[compendiem]

[ ...e & a 2 e & the dance is done, whatever song he'd been playing in his head coming to a slow end and he lets go. ]

Ta-da. Van Morrison's "Moondance."

[ ... ]

I should probably go home, practice, and thank the cat. In that order.

[nachetanya]

[ . . . He actually had a song in mind?

She snorts at this and nods as this trails off, and resolves to look that up when she gets home and compare it to the memory of the steps. She pulls her arm back to herself and she nods. ]

Honestly, I'm just glad I didn't pass out. I need to go home and nap!

[ After all, she had a late night. ]

[compendiem]

[ He did and it shouldn't be compared because swing should be counted more freely than his stiff 1 &'s. ]

You should go to bed, not nap...

[ It's still a handful of hours until midnight, but in Minato's case, being out like this is incredibly draining and he'll probably take the extra few hours to crash at home and sleep through the night.

But yeah, time to go. He'll walk her as far as the exit of the building but if she falls asleep on the way home, it's not his problem. ]

[nachetanya]

Well, we'll see what seems best.

[ But you know what? you know what's coming???

... He gets a kiss on the cheek as they're leaving the building, and before then Porche's nose is getting bopped against his nose. That seems to be earned? But after that, yeah, let's get going home. ]

[compendiem]

[ yells!!!!!!!!!!!!
internally, about getting kissed, more so about the doggy nose kiss

Definitely a memorable first date. ]