Would You Drink With Me? //Kalilash

He had knocked the poor girl down. When he heard the girl’s cry of pain he felt as though he had done the worst thing imaginable. The pouty face in itself was- well, Takeshima would suppose it was rather cute if he could be honest about it. It still made him feel bad for knocking her down. His frown was clear to show he did feel quite bad, and he went to his apology to verbalize his feelings.

Then the girl reached up, and Takeshima looked for a moment, wondering if he should take it. The girl began to assure him everything was fine, and so he nodded, before the question and the shaking hand let him know what he should be doing, “Oh, yeah. Sorry.” He said as he looked into Kalilash’s eyes, and moved across her face which was looking just a bit cuter with the tilt of her head. “I really am so sorry.” He said as his right hand began to pull, and his left hand gently wrapped around her shoulder to assist her standing, making it smooth and easy before he lowered his hands back to his sides.

“I feel really awful about this.” He told her honestly. “What do you say you let me buy you a drink. I’m heading down to the bar, and it’d be great if you let me make it up to you.” He explained to the bount. “Unless you’re heading somewhere..” He said as he noticed the elegant red gown. He felt a little underdressed as he adjusted his tie, visible through the top bit of his mostly zipped up jacket. “Just allow me to make it up to you somehow?” Takeshima asked, simply in the hopes of finding a little company to drink with.

When he heard the chuckle, Takeshima began to lighten up a bit. It was a very cute little chuckle. He finished talking and then he heard the girl accept his offer, and he smiled. “Thank you.” He said with a small little bow. He noticed the outstretched hand and he gave a slightly bigger smiled and a nod with his eyes closed. As he reached out he took Kalilash’s hand and began to move forward before he caught the girl’s question.

“Oh, my name is Takeshima.” He said, a bit more confident than he was just a few moments ago. “Yeah, it’s Takeshima but a lot of people just call me Shima. So it’s whatever you’d prefer.” He said, keeping a smooth pace as he walked so the girl would easily be able to keep up with him in her dress and heels. Shima wanted nothing ill to happen to her since he had already crashed into her. A broken heel would likely ruin her night. “What about you? What’s your name?” He asked, looking ahead to see the bar in sight. He was glad it was only a short little walk from his job. After she would’ve answered, he would’ve nodded and mouthed the name she said to make sure he got it, and then they would have been nearing the entrance of the bar.

With just a quick word to the bouncer they would have moved in, and Takeshima would make a move to a booth, helping her seat herself before he moved into the booth, sitting across from her and looking to her.

“So what is it you like to drink?” He asked to make conversation and to take note of it before he went and grabbed their things.

When they were all inside and set, he examined the girl briskly, noting her near perfect posture. He gave a slight smile, and asked his question before he heard her. “Champagne huh?” he questioned. Perhaps this was simply some fancy woman, just out strolling for those who didn’t appear to be much. Takeshima paused at the thought. Well, he was quite more than that wasn’t he. He didn’t let his thoughts discourage him and he began to worm out of his jacket, so that his nice vest was visible. His eyes closed as he relaxed through his motions, picking up her voice and in that moment of concentration, finding something slightly off about it. What it was he had no idea. He let it go and looked up. “Oh, I believe I’ll share a bottle with you.” He told her. “Perhaps a bit more if I’m feeling up to it. How would you like it?” He asked as he breathed out slowly, “Brut, Sec, or Doux?” He questioned, curious about how sweet she wanted it it be. After she gave an answer he would tilt his head back and wave to someone to come and get what they were asking for. After that would be said and done he heard another question and he turned back to the girl.

“Hollow.” He told her quite simply. “Yeah, been feeling a bit drained lately, almost as if I was going hollow, y’know? Been seeing a lot of items brought into my pawn shop that I wish people would keep. See the value in. Very spiritual items that people don’t want to deal with. Truly a shame I’m afraid. Though I’m a bit of a believer in the paranormal, I doubt you have any interest in that. Could you tell me about yourself, Kali?”