Deep Waters [Belial]

[Belial Bane]

Belial was secretly relieved that Decimus didn't like eating new people, because he would have found rather a few problems with that, he didn't want to run away already. He gave the other man a smile and popped yet another small gem of sugar into his mouth and chewed, his teeth making a rather large crunching noise, which he felt a little embarrassed about. He watched the other man pull out a cell phone and raised an eyebrow, he had to get one of those, it seemed to make things a hell of a lot easier. He thought about the offer, he hadn't eaten food (that wasn't sugar) in a long time, but he rather liked the way it tasted, certain foods of course, and he grinned rather like an idiot.

"I would love to join you!" He purred, placing the small bag of sweets back into his pocket before looking back at him. "Sure thing, haven't been in a car for a while~" He wasn't a scared man, he had been in situations like this before, and he had never had anything he couldn't handle, or cope with if he had a few minutes rest after. He wanted to ask how so many people he had running around after him, and if he liked to splash his cash, but thought it would be best left until their 'date'. He smirked to himself 'Aww date...' he thought, He hadn't been on one before, but this is what happened right?

[Decimus Aemilius Lepidus]

Decimus had no idea what was going on in Belial's head, but he found his grin rather amusing. The man was acting like he was offering him gold, not one little meal... Though Decimus's rather fine tastes meant that the meal would no doubt be a costly one. The dragon certainly didn't care though, he planned on enjoying this interesting find of his.

"How long is a while? They've improved quite a lot in the past years. They don't stink as much either." Decimus slipped in to the car, making himself comfortable before turning his attention to his driver. "That restaurant nearby, I forgot the name... Head there." He forgot about a reservation but his driver was already on his own phone and Decimus soon lost interest in him, focusing back on Belial as the car pulled away. "So, what is going on in that head of your's, hmn?" Direct and to the point, but he saw no reason to tip-toe around the question.

[Belial Bane]

Belial watched as the car pulled up and looked a little shocked, he thought it would be a nice one, but this was fancier than he'd seen in a long time and it took him a while to realise he was being spoken to. "Huh? Oh... Too long apparently." He half laughed, waiting until Decimus slipped into the car before joining him, shifting about so not to get his wings caused in the door. He started to realise just why he liked walking so much, he was half sat on long end feathers and it would have been impossible to strap himself in with such horrid things keeping him from leaning back onto the seat, though he tried not to show it, smiling at the other man.

He watched Decimus command the driver and nodded rather impressed, everyone the man knew seemed to be utterly terrified of him or more respect than anyone else in the world. He shifted a little more, hoping the place really wouldn't be far and began to start paying attention to the others questions once again, he had to remember to actually start listening a lot better. "My head? Well, normally when someone invites someone else for a meal it usually means they are having a date... that's what happens in the films right?" He didn't feel like lying, and it seemed a bad idea when you are facing someone who seemed to have a lot of mood swings. "I've never been on a date..." He mused to himself, absentmindedly.

[Decimus Aemilius Lepidus]

Decimus quickly became aware of Belial's discomfort and it didn't take him long to figure out why. "Ah. My apologies, if I knew I would be having company I would have brought the limo. It is a bit small in here for more than one person. I do hope you aren't too uncomfortable, I take it you cannot withdraw your wings?" Decimus was able to sprout his wings in his human form, but refrained from it. Flying in such a small form was awkward, and it took him far longer to shift his wings than it took to fully shift. Flying as a dragon was just so much easier...

He eyed the other for a long moment after he answered before he gave a low chuckle, shaking his head. "I suppose so, if you're a fan of romantic movies... Trust me, actual dates are typically nothing like they are in the cinema." He could see the other right at home in a movie theatre showing a horror movie however- dinner and a show. "But if you want to call this a date, I won't stop you. What would you like to do after dinner then? A good date is never just dinner." He was willing to go along with whatever Belial wanted- he figured he'd get some amusement out of the odd man for his troubles.

[Belial Bane]

Belial shook off the apology, not caring too much for his wings as he never really wanted them, nor to use them. He shifted again, trying to keep himself still but it was rather difficult for someone who was used to twitching so much. "Nah, never been able to. Some mara can, but I can't even fly~" He laughed, thinking about himself flying made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, hating the idea but it was a rather amusing thought. He smiled, leaning back a little so his wings would stop twitching and he felt a little more comfortable this way. He hadn't been a fan of romance films, but when you lived as long as Belial had, you often watched them just for the hell of it, and everything else that might take a few hours out of your strange and lonely existence.

"I prefer horrors~" He admitted, which wasn't anything of a shock, there were a lot more people there who he could get a good meal off after all. "Since I've not been on a date, we'll call it that, and see where it goes~" He turned to Decimus and gave him a wink, he wasn't good at flirting but at least he could wink, though it was somewhat of a joke.

[Decimus Aemilius Lepidus]

"Hmn, well that sounds annoying. So they're pretty much just hunks of uselessness." Hunks of uselessness with feathers that had a tendency to get sat on... He was always happy he didn't have feathers to worry about himself. They got so messy so easily, he had enough to worry about with keeping his scales neat. But he wouldn't mind straightening out the other's wings a bit.

"Funner to eat while you watch I assume?" Decimus didn't watch too many movies himself, preferring books. Movies were forced to shove everything in to a few hours, book had no such limit. He'd watch a movie here and there if the mood struck him, but he had no favorites... Unless documentaries counted, he rather enjoyed them. "Very well then, a date it is." He looked out the window as the car stopped, opening his door and sliding out to get a better view of the restaurant. Rather fancy looking, and the smells coming out of the place weren't bad at all. Maybe he'd have to try restaurants more often, though he'd need a partner to go with... Perhaps Belial would like to join him on more dates in the future.

[Belial Bane]

Belial nodded at the idea of the wings being useless, they had some good things about them of course, making him look more terrifying when he wanted to, and of course, when people touched them it felt rather too nice. But these things didn't need to be shared with someone he had just met, not someone who didn't know him well at all. He looked out the windows as they moved, taking note of the places he recognized and the places he didn't, and there seemed to be a lot more of them since he had never been to anywhere to eat in this city, yet. "A lot funnier, I mean, who's scared of ghosts?" He huffed, never really understanding some of the fears he had encountered. He understood most of Decimus', as a few people had felt it, but ghosts... the devil?! That beast had no time to harass people.

He liked the fact that Decimus had agreed to him calling it a date, it meant he could finally say he'd been on one, and now he would have something to tell to his Doctor about his week that wasn't his usual mad stories. He watched as the car stopped, and Decimus got out of the car; it didn't take long for Belial to follow, he was almost itching to get back out of the car, unfold his wings and stretch, free movement again was bliss, even after a short distance. He smelt the food in the air and watched the other man's reactions to it. It looked rather posh, and suddenly Belial was glad he wore a lot of suits, even if most people thought his bright yellow trainers were a stupid accompaniment to them. He flickered his wings gently and watched as passers by avoided him. "Looks good!"

[Decimus Aemilius Lepidus]

"Mmm... People fear that they don't know. And in this age there are very few unknowns left, what with all of us coming out of the shadows and booting humanity off its throne. Ghosts are something you don't come across, and how would you fight off something you can't touch? I can see why some would find the idea of being haunted scary." Not himself of course, he had never had any experiences with ghosts that would make him frightened. He tried his best not to fear the unknown if he could help it, though death managed to worm it's way in to his mind.

Decimus turned to Belial as the other stretched, a bit amused at how stir-crazy the other man had become after such a short drive. He didn't comment on it however, gesturing towards the other to follow as he made his way in to the restaurant. They were obviously expecting him as there was no wait before they were guided to a table, menus put before them as the waiter rattled off the day's specials. Decimus didn't really pay attention, smirking at Belial. "Order whatever you want." He was looking towards the steaks himself... Yum.

[Belial Bane]

Belial had followed the other man, pleased people were staring, and a few people even talking about them quietly which made him shiver with excitement. He was ushered into his seat and he had to drop his wings either side of the chair to feel comfortable, not having to rest on most of them always felt better while leaning back. He took the menu off the waiter and uttered a small thank you as he spoke about the specials, which unfortunately went over Belial's head, not knowing too much at all about food since he never really needed to eat it. He scanned his eyes over the menu, picking up on a few things he had eaten before and watched as Decimus' mood picked up, he was obviously excited about something on the menus that were in front of them both. "I gotta remember to learn more about food, you think after a few hundred years I would have leaned something!" He joked, obviously feeling a little strange around all these 'posh' people.

He lay a fingertip on the menu, without looking at it for a few seconds then looked back, wrinkling his nose. "Maybe not..." He muttered more to himself than anyone else, trying his technique a few more times before he looked satisfied with the random choice. "Well I do like fish~" He churped, feeling a lot happier with himself and being in a place he shuffled his rather obscene yellow shoes back at forth, trying to have at least some of his body moving.

[Decimus Aemilius Lepidus]

"Mm, well a few hundred years ago they didn't call everything the same name. It's quite annoying trying to remember hundreds of years of food and comparing it to what you have now... Though I must admit, there is a lot more variety these days, what with all the countries mixing with each other." No more flying hours on end to get a certain food, he definitely didn't miss that.

He flicked through the menu, looking up at the other's mutterings and watching him until the Mara apparently settled on something. "You'll be having a fish plate then? What do you want to drink with it? White wine goes well with fish, though it depends what sort of fish you'll be eating and how rich it is. How about a glass of Pinot Grigio?" He had always been a fan of wine himself- it was hard to be raised in Rome without acquiring a taste for it. "And since you seem to have such a sweet tooth we'll have to think about dessert as well, I'm sure you'll find something sugary to suit your tastes." He closed his menu, relaxing back in his chair and watching the other shift around. Must be all that sugar that made him so jittery...

[Belial Bane]

Belial nodded graciously, a few hundred years would do that to you. It was then he heard the comments on wine and he shifted nervously on his chair, a little worried about what Decimus might think about his next few words. "I've never been a bit fan of wine... Or of alcohol in general; Which is actually really good for me!" He laughed, thinking about just how easily some people would get addicted to alcohol, no use getting addicted to yet another thing. "I'm addicted to all other substances, so I'm glad I don't like the taste!" He seemed to snicker behind his menu for a second, loving the idea of a drunken him; it was amusing him. He leaned back again, hoping the reaction to his dislikes would be overlooked rather easily by the other man.

"Pudding?!" He almost yelled, if he hadn't been so weary of all those around him, his voice excited and obviously rather shocked at what he was being offered. He really did love pudding most of all, even more than any other food he had tried in his long lifetime; he couldn't help but shift his feet, almost childlike enthusiasm running all over his body.

[Decimus Aemilius Lepidus]

"Oh, is that so? I don't care for other alcohols, they're a bit harsh. But I was raised a Roman, drank more wine than water and though the habit hasn't stuck with me I still enjoy it." Decimus seemed to be relaxing more and more as time went by, having Belial in an element where the dragon was used to and the Mara was not. It was nice to watch the man squirm, Decimus was certainly enjoying the show... Well, until Belial's sudden exclamation. Pudding? He could have any dessert and he wanted something you made out of a mix?

"I'm not sure if they have puddings; maybe bread pudding. But aren't custards about the same thing? They have flans and creme brulee- those they set on fire in front of you before you get to eat them I believe." The waiter arrived back with breadsticks ready to take their order and Decimus turned his attention to the man again. "I'll have the black truffle risotto, the braised lamb shoulder... And let's add in some of that sturgeon caviar shall we? And a bottle or Meursault Rougeots Coche-Dury." Quite a bit for a meal, but he wanted to see just how much he could make Belial squirm- he didn't think the other man had thought about anything other than the main course, not a full meal. "And you, Belial?"