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[battlebound]

Name: Anon!
Date: 29/06
Format: Text

Where do people go on dates in this blasted city?

[ Well, Aef? Please enlighten the romance-averse anonymous how he can woo a man beat his rival at romance. ]

Comments

[battlebound]

I'm looking for something we haven't done before.

[ Sorry about those plates, random bar owner back on Tierra. ]

[scatmaam]

Well I fear most of my time in the city is spent either at home with my bonded or at the bars with my woman.

Which is precisely why you should get out of the city, into the Wilde. See the natural beauty this world still holds, in places not yet touched by the Cywld.

Take your loved one there with you. Share it.

[battlebound]

[ There's a lot of people with simple tastes here. Steak certainly doesn't object to it, but all the same... This needs to be more than simple. He can't just spend time with Red Wine, they do that constantly. ]

I'll think about it.

[ Maybe not the Wilde, with how often both of them go there to fight, but there's some natural spots worth thinking about. After all, Red Wine seemed to enjoy the caves in the Underground. ]

[scatmaam]

Being thoughtful is good, but don't think too hard. You'll trip over your own thoughts. Has the person you're interest in expressed any particular inclinations that you could draw an idea from?

[battlebound]

[ You're the first person to tell him that, trust. ]

I know what he likes. I don't know where in the city offers that.

[scatmaam]

Well let's hear it, then. I may be a bar dog, but I know this city well enough.

[battlebound]

To be treated well. Fine things. Mild foods. A lie in. Helping others. Competition. Intricate clothing. Beauty. A good book.

[ Most of those aren't really Steak's forte, however. He has no idea where a Fancy Bitch™ goes in Aefenglom. ]

[scatmaam]

Sounds like a shopping trip is in order. Splurge on them. Treat them to the finer things they enjoy. Spoil them for a day.

[battlebound]

[ Ughhhh. The suggestion would probably work... For Red Wine. Steak would be the definition of miserable. ]

Perhaps, if I can't think of anything else.

[ Unless he can spend that shopping trip at food stalls and a blacksmith instead. ]

[scatmaam]

Well, if you can't, another bit of advice, cast to the ether for anyone to take;

If you find joy in your beloved's delight, and they in yours, it ultimately won't matter that much what you're doing, so long as you do it together.

[battlebound]

[ Joy... endless arguments. They're the same thing, right? ]

I'll bear that in mind.

[scatmaam]

Do so and the way will be clear, in the end. Good luck.