love's around you

[scalpedsociety]

Who: Tamara and you
What: A (Valentine's) Day in the life of one of Pride's most notoriously attractive women.
When: February 14th
Where: Various Places (See comments/prompts for more details.)
Warnings: None, but things might happen. (It's Aramat/Tamara and Valentine's Day, what do you expect?)

It's February 14th, and Tamara knows she's in for a busy day. There's checking the bag of letters and other things sent to her for the holiday. (No doubt some fans might want some things signed.) There's lunch with Squalo at Jeanne's at around noon. Sound check and the small Valentine's Day concert she's got planned at her old Gothic haunt, Club Lunacy. She'll be singing a few covers, as well as songs from Kairos. (Whether or not a certain Scarred Fellow will take the stage with her is a question on everyone's lips, but Tamara said anything could happen.) Last but not least, she'll be spending the rest of evening with Jecht in a romantic dinner and who knows what else?

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[iitrebel]

Artolo has plans for the day, something that has him twitchy and bouncing from heel to heel. For what's probably the first time, he's dressed in real casual clothing, not just goth casual. He keeps glancing at An, expecting her to say something, but she's been weirdly... chill with him lately.

Of course, then he gets distracted by the monster pile of bullshit Tamara- Aramat has gotten. Artolo whistles.

"Dang."

[scalpedsociety]

"Fans gave me quite a haul. Want to help me sort this out? Or you know, at least take some candy for your trouble. I couldn't possibly eat all this." It's a mini mountain of candy, that's not counting all the box chocolate.

[iitrebel]

Making sure his glasses are secure, Artolo crouches down and starts flicking through things to see if there's anything that catches his interest. (It's a rhetorical question- most things that are bad for him catch his interest.)

"Sure, I don't mind to do a little bit of candy theft." A pause. "What's traditional chocolate to give to someone anyway? On, like, Valentine's day. That isn't from a weirdo fan."

[scalpedsociety]

"I call it candy laundering. Taking it from me is better than taking it from the fans. Everything's been checked out so nothing's poison." Like really, she requested the candy and other things be sorted out by Pride employees first. She doesn't understand why she was looking out for poison.

[iitrebel]

Poison. She's talking about poison like it's a legitimate thing to worry about. Hey, maybe it is- fame brings all sorts of fucking weirdos to your door. Still, Artolo pauses before pressing forward. "So people usually give heart shaped boxes to, like, people they're dating, right?" He fishes out one in particular from the pile.

[scalpedsociety]

"Yes, or someone they greatly admire... although to me chocolate is chocolate and everyone loves it." Tamara replies opening a letter.

[iitrebel]

"So there's not specific types? That are like... more romantic?" Like a bored child, he starts stacking boxes of chocolate on top of each other.

[scalpedsociety]

"Well some couples like licking chocolate off each other..." Tamara suggests.

"About that last time we talked..."

[iitrebel]

"No shit," he shoots back dryly. "I've seen porn, Aramat." But no, probably shouldn't do that on a first date... Unless B is secretly a freak like that.

Her next words make him pause, fingers tapping along a box. "What?"

[scalpedsociety]

"Well, you asked me about the different ways..."

"When I told you my name was really Aramat, did you honestly believe me when I told you? I was... really out of it then."

It's a...dark name. But she can't help but feel strange when people call her Tamara.

[iitrebel]

A careless shrug, and he keeps separating all the chocolate. If she lets him, he'll probably run off with it all.

"Well, you sounded pretty serious about it."

[scalpedsociety]

Let her have some Artolo...

"I don't know... I wasn't myself that night." But is this true?

[iitrebel]

Hey, he'll stop if she tells him to.

Her statement just makes him shrug. "So do you not want me to call you Aramat?"

[scalpedsociety]

And she's going to pretty soon.

"...I don't know. Which sounds better to you?"

[iitrebel]

"Uh..." Finally opening a box, he starts to nibble on random bits of chocolate.

"Well, Aramat sounds like it could be pretty fitting for the whole... goth thing, right?"

[scalpedsociety]

"It sounds like the villainess of a gothic novel, sentencing poor innocents to torment." She jokes, not knowing to be sarcastic or grave.

[iitrebel]

"Then bam." Popping another chocolate into his mouth, he snaps his fingers and points one at her. "It fits."