Get your fancy duds on

[jackassjohn.livejournal.com]

[Big Boss sits in a cozy Italian restaurant, gently swirling the wine in his glass. In a moment, he'll be calling fancy_shooting to join him.]

[In the meantime and as he waits for his date, the old soldier simply observes the others in the restaurant.]

[((Come have a fancy dinner with your own date, or bother Big Boss. Replies may be late because school.))]

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[worlds-saviour.livejournal.com]

[Although she has no date, The Boss has no qualms in enjoying the finer things in life. Even if it means enduring it alone.]

[Dressed in a pure white suit, she takes a seat at one of the many tables. This room had a heavenly scent surrounding it which piqued the woman's appetite. Her fingers reach out to collect the menu and she casually leafs through it in search of a meal to satisfy her needs.]

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

[Like a moth to a flame, Big Boss is on her trail. He's not following her or anything like that...]





[...Okay, maybe he is.]

[worlds-saviour.livejournal.com]

[Joy needn't bother looking up to the door where her Son had followed her. A look of calm is distilled in her very presence as she mentally decides on her order.]

You're welcome to join me, Jack.

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

...

[Busted.]

Alright~

[As he steps closer John, of course, casually tries to 'play it off' as if he meant himself to be detected.]

[worlds-saviour.livejournal.com]

Take a seat.

[Folding a leg over the other, the woman elevates her posture in her seat as she lowers the menu for John to take a peek.]

I wasn't expecting to see you here.

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

[He seats himself at her tables as instructed.]

Really? A nice place like this that offers food and you weren't expecting to see me here?

[Old John smirks at his own statement.]

[worlds-savior.livejournal.com]

How foolish of me to have forgotten your impressive ability to consume delicious goods.

[Joy pushes the menu towards her older companion.]

Take your pick, then. I have already decided on my meal.

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

Mmmh. It's all looks good. I'll have that.

[He smirks casually as he eyes the menu.]

[worlds-saviour.livejournal.com]

[A quiet chuckle.] -Perhaps we should order the entire menu. Sharing food is less formal.

[A waiter comes along to take their order, albeit looking surprised at Joy's decision to order one of everything. Thankfully, it was a pretty big table they were sitting at. At least it wouldn't all come out at once.]

[A bottle of white wine is left to the two individuals. Boss takes it upon herself to distribute it between them.] So. How have you been?

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

That's what I was planning on doing, actually...

[He smiles again, both in the fact that he's delighted to be with her again, and that he's getting an entire menu-full of food.]

I have been well.

I hope that you have been the same.

[worlds-saviour.livejournal.com]

Indeed I have.

[The Boss smiles genuinely. She carefully eases John's glass towards him, before taking her own between her fingers.]

You seem brighter and even more chipper every time we meet. It's a pleasure to be in your company.

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

[reaching forward to take his glass, Big Boss quirks a brow and his former mentor.]

I do?

ah...thank you, but the pleasure is all mine. [He smirks as he takes a sip of his wine.]

[Reserved For Ocelot]

[jackassjohn.livejournal.com]

[Call]

[Pick up already, geez.]

[fancy-shooting.livejournal.com]

[PICKING UP]

What is it?

[He hopes it isn't an emergency. That's usually the reason he gets half of his calls.]

[jackassjohn.livejournal.com]

This is Big Boss.

Do you have any plans made for the next few days?

[Normally the older man would simply order Ocelot to meet him, but he's trying to seduce the kitten away from his current lover.]

[fancy-shooting.livejournal.com]

Few days?

...Do you need me for something?

[jackassjohn.livejournal.com]

Only the pleasure of your company.

I haven't seen you for a few days. [Unless you counted that alternate who'd stormed out of his room the other day.]

[fancy-shooting.livejournal.com]

[Ocelot had been moving through a hall. As if in a trance, his step hesitates. And he answers softly.]

Where are you..?

[jackassjohn.livejournal.com]

[John gives him the room's location, then chuckles softly. His voice would never truly be soft, but it does acquire a low, intimate tone]

I thought we could have dinner together.

[fancy-shooting.livejournal.com]

[Perplexed, Ocelot hangs up and makes his way to the room. He wonders if John is planning on using the dinner as an excuse to discuss something too complex or important to be told over the radio.]

[He pauses at the door, taking in the layout of the room. It looks... nice. Unexpectedly nice.]

John?

[jackassjohn.livejournal.com]

[He lets his eye rove over the young Major and gestures for him to sit.]

Adam, you look well.

[The man didn't have the pained tightness to him that he had had last time they'd met.]

[fancy-shooting.livejournal.com]

[He sits down across from John, watching him fixatedly.]

So what do you really want me here for?

[jackassjohn.livejournal.com]

[Completely deadpan]...the cannoli is so good, I thought I'd share.

[He gives Ocelot a look]

Is it really so unusual for you to have dinner with a friend?

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[jackassjohn.livejournal.com]

[Shut up I didn't forget]

[comp-kunoichi.livejournal.com]

[Mmm. Authentic three cheese tortellini...]

[Emma entered the restaurant with a smile, looking a bit more like a girl again, which meant she was wearing a fairly plain blue dress that went down to her ankles.]

[She was seated a little ways from Big Boss, but hadn't noticed him yet, flipping through the menu.]