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“I do, don’t worry about it dear, besides, the best way to get you some confidence is to have you spend some time around the fairer sex anyway.” It was true as well, the awkwardness could be worked past in time, hell it was how Carmel dealt with those initial jitters when she actually discovered that she had hormones like everyone else. Granted in her case she was also unwilling to let herself be kept up because of panicking……
In the meantime, she had her date’s comments to think about. Just follow her passions huh? Simple, yet she couldn’t see anything wrong with the advice and she had asked. Could it really be that simple? This entire trip started because she wasn’t sure about what she wanted to do after all so ultimately wasn’t she back in the same position that she started in? Or maybe she was thinking about this all too much? She was certainly thinking about it enough right now that she was being uncharacteristically quiet, face lost in contemplation as she ate on auto pilot, letting Marcel escape further commentary on his new shade of red.
Well escape comments from her, unfortunately that old bat did not know when to leave well enough alone and either did not appreciate or did not care about how good her hearing was with her fluffy fox ears. “So red, what scandalous things is that woman saying?” As their food order arrived, her husband chimed in and promptly got himself added to the list. “Now dear, ignore the scarlet woman; doubtless she’s scamming the dim chap for a free meal.”
Yep, they were getting the full humiliation course now. Carmel made a few adjustments on what she had already done and then as a waiter was walking behind the old crone’s chair, hands clearly laden with dishes and in full view of everyone else, she gave her a telekinetic pinch on her old wrinkled butt.
The reaction was even better than she expected.
The old bat jumped up with a screech, spinning around and slapping at the waiter. She also yanked the tablecloth that was attached to her dress, tossing all of the food on the floor and on her husband’s lap. What followed next was pure chaos as the woman berated the poor waiter for molesting her, the guy weakly defending himself with the backing of the other patrons who knew full well that he did nothing. Maybe that would keep the bitch silent.
“Hmm, follow your passion, I might give that a shot. And yes, something like telekinesis does sound incredibly useful; I can think up some ways to use it already.” Her smile was once again back in full smug mode as she reached for half of the burger.
"Well...my step father did tell me that women are always right." the hybrid commented, actually chuckling a bit for a change. The man's step father did treat his step son's mother like a Queen. He helped her a lot when she, and Marcel was really in need. A great man he was. It was unfortunate that in the end, she straight up abandoned him, and Marcel. Those Saiyan genes of hers couldn't stay dormant forever. Lady Carmel also did have a point. The hybrid wasn't going to get anywhere with his social skills if he didn't try, so it wouldn't hurt to try, right? He's already gotten as far as to getting a date....somehow.
Once things grew quiet between the two, Marcel continued to dig into his half of the steak, sticking the juicy piece of cow into his mouth. His face warmed up a bit with delight as it has been a while since he has eaten something well cooked....or not raw. The man lives in a forest, so food like this wasn't something that came around a lot for him, not that he is complaining, but this was still a fine treat in the end. Already finished with his steak, Marcel picked up a spoon, and was ready to sink it into that captivating sundae, forgetting about the burger entirely. He didn't have much of a sweet tooth, but with how this was put together, how could he resist!? His red black slit eyes fell upon that slightly melted treat, and as his spoon was only a mere inches to the ice cream, the tip of it poking the frozen dessert, he heard a sudden scream, causing him to pause, and turn his head to the source of that noise. It was that elderly bat, smacking a waiter across the face. With his eyes widened, he also saw all of the food brought to the couple now laying all over the old man's lap with some dripping on the floor. Oh, what a waste of food....
As the arguing began, Marcel tilted his head a bit, and was about to say something to the zoanthrope, only for her to start talking, listening to her quietly as he continued to watch the chaos before him. "Y-yes, you should." he blinked a few times before clearing his throat. He felt a laugh trying to break out, but felt it would be rude to do so, no matter how much those two probably deserved it. "I actually wouldn't mind learning such a technique myself." he claimed, turning back to look at Lady Carmel. He found it a bit odd that the fox didn't so much as look over at what was happening at the other table, which also made Marcel feel inconsiderate for not giving his date his undivided attention. "What exactly is your passion if I may ask? Is it just forming that fighting style, or is there more?" he asked with curiosity in his tone while sinking the spoon into that sundae. He needed to engage more in this conversation. He spent the first half of it staring off nervously after all. It would be rude to make her think he wasn't interested.
He then made a big mistake, and stuffed that spoon of ice cream into him mouth rather quickly, resulting in him quickly dropping the spoon on the table as he rubbed his temples, his face squinting in pain.....
Carmel was just happy to have her date’s full attention again while having thoroughly humiliated those two twits without lifting a physical finger. Ah, but she’d need to make sure that Marcel didn’t find out about her telekinesis for a few days at least lest he get ideas about what the fox was truly capable of and put it together with the mystery accidents everyone who annoyed her suffered tonight.
“Oh really?” Her half of the lamb burger had managed to vanish into her mouth in that short space of time – hey, she was hungry, the food was good and Carmel ate quickly. “Hmm, maybe later on I might be able to give you some tips if I decide to go ahead with the whole school thing.” She offered, actually finding that she might have meant it. Not the part about giving Marcel pointers, she wouldn’t have a problem with that, but that she might go ahead with her school in the first place.
“My passion….right now, I’m trying to find one. It’s why I’ve been travelling about and seeking out strong people to question, find out why they fight, what keeps them going. Maybe some martial artists too for training and school advice. I wasn’t sure when I started but…” The smile she gave Marcel was unique in how it was one of her genuine smiles and much brighter for it. “I think that this travelling around is the right path. At the least I’ve met one good person from all of this.”
She watched him fall under the horrors of the ice cream headache and snickered a bit. “Even if you’re kind of a dork. Try pressing your tongue on the roof of your mouth, it helps.” She took a scoop of the sundae, enjoying it much slower.
The man's chin fell to the table as he continued to suffer from this brain freeze of his. Having not eaten a treat like this in a long while, Marcel forgot about the warnings of eating such a frozen snack too fast. It wasn't like eating anything else, but now he knew clearly. Marcel heard his date's advice as he continued to rub his temples, and did what she said. He quickly pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth, and kept it there until the pain began to die down, opening his eyes slowly in the process. He then took a relieved sigh before lifting his head back up, a hand still on the side of his head, shaking it a bit before looking up at Carmel. Guess his step father was right about women always being right then. "Thank you...I'll make sure to not to go all in as they say next time." he claimed with a chuckle.
"Oh, and I would very much like that." he said with a nod before picking his spoon back up. "The whole tips thing, I mean. It's clear that you are pretty wise, so I have confidence that you will prevail if you do go for making that school of yours." he clarified, honesty to his words. From the moment he met this zoan, she did appear to have herself together, and even seemed capable of dealing with people due to how patient she seemed with the hybrid. A soft smile then appeared on his face as he sunk the spoon back into the sundae, remembering what else she had said earlier. He didn't know why, but Carmel calling him a good person really got to him, not causing him to blush, or fluster up at first like usual, but just gave him a warm feeling in his chest, his face obviously representing that feeling. He'd then look back up at her as he twisted the spoon around in the sundae.
"I...you have no idea how much appreciate that." he claimed, his smile actually turning into a small grin before nodding. "I'm grateful that things turned out like this. Grateful that I was able to meet a wonderful person such as yourself, Lady Carmel." he claimed, still looking at the woman while he lifted the spoon up, placing the sundae into his mouth, this time making sure to take it slowly. Getting fired from a job even though he didn't need it was still something Marcel tried his best to not let happen to him as it showed a sign of being unprofessional, but in this situation...it was an exception. It felt as if a huge weight was lifted off his back, and that he could actually relax some. "Oh, and of course if you keep on with your travels, I believe you will find your passion. Just don't limit yourself to only powerful people, because those with less power can turn out to have done amazing things as well. It's actually how I got on my feet after all." he claimed. Marcel was sure Carmel already knew this, but still he wanted to get it out as his step father was just as strong as any other regular Earthling, but still the hybrid learned so much from him, even how to fight. As the night continued to roll on, it seemed that people have stopped coming in while customers who were already here slowly started to leave, but the black haired demon hadn't realized, now keeping his main focus on this table.
Carmel watched Marcel recover from his chilly experience, taking the time to glance over at the rest of the restaurant while he was out of it. From the looks of things that old couple was gone, whether they had gotten thrown out or what else happened, the fox cared not one bit about; she’d settled her grudge with them and they were in no position to earn new ones. The crowds were actually fading away a bit, it seemed like it was getting late. Ah well, it was still quite the fun dinner.
“Mhm, you need to take it easy with some things, slow bites.” So said the fox that wasn’t taking slow bites at all right now, but she’d had time for her mouth to get used to the chill and lived in the North region besides; a bit of cold wasn’t going to do anything to her. The extra warmth in the air just might though; she wasn’t expecting her words to have such an effect on him – well okay more specifically she was not expecting her words to have such an effect that weren’t intended to tease him into a tomato. Huh, it actually felt good to help him out like that, maybe she really should consider the whole making a school and teaching people thing.
“That’s……huh, that’s not something that I’m used to hearing outside of my parents – and they honestly don’t count, they’re supposed to be supportive. But I’m not going to turn down praise.” She preened, loving the attention. “And yes, I’m not going to stick to solely powerful people, but my questions would be fairly pointless if directed to those not pursuing the study of ki. At least this batch, I already talked to some more normal types. It’s more along the lines that most everyone who trains is stronger than me.” She added, not particularly bothered by it; she didn’t exactly put in physical effort beyond what it took to not get fat, focusing more on meditations.
“But it does seem like its getting late. It might be time for us to part. Well to depart from this restaurant at least, I did say something about having you for a second dessert after.” Because she couldn’t leave well enough alone and red was a wonderful shade on Marcel.
"Oh, you're one to talk." Marcel said with a small chuckle on the fox's comment about taking slow bites. It seems that she should be taking that advise of hers as well, but at the same time it didn't seem like it bothered her, not at the least! Perhaps some people were just immune to those ice cream headaches. Definitely not Marcel who's not even a fan of the cold to begin with due to the type of demons his father's side comes from, but that was unknown to the hybrid. He just simply thinks he hates the cold.
"Oh?"
He'd comment on what Lady Carmel said about his earlier compliment. She is clearly lying, he'd think. "I'm sorry, but I simply can not believe that, Lady Carmel." he claimed while shaking his head a bit, placing the spoon back onto the table. "There must have been countless others who have said the same thing, or something similar." he honestly believed before resting his back against the chair, his eyes glancing down at his empty plate. "Also, sure they are your parents, but that does not mean they have to be proud of you..." he claimed with sadness in his tone. He would know as his mother straight up abandoned him later on during his teen years, claiming him to be weak, and a failure. To this day, it still hurts to think about such a thing. "I believe that you don't do it anyway, but...." he'd look back up to her. "....please never think of your parents, so lightly...." he claimed, before twiddling his thumbs. "I...apologize if I made...you feel uncomfortable."
As Lady Carmel spoke about it getting late, a waitress would come over to pick up the empty plates, the very waitress that helped Law out earlier when he still had the job. The hybrid looked around with a small frown on his face. It was unfortunate, but it seemed like the woman was right, it does seem like the two will have to part....or did they. The zoan would then bring up something she discussed briefly earlier, causing the man to stammer a bit in his chair as he reverted back to his flustered self, red cheeks, and everything. "U-Umm..." he'd stare at Lady Carmel for a bit, before glancing up at the waitress who gave him a sly smirk before walking of with the plates. "Well...I...umm..." the hybrid started to rub the side of one of his shoulders, glancing down once more. "I...I s-suppose having more...." clearing his throat. "...dessert wouldn't hurt..." Marcel claimed with that hesitant tone of his, as he got up from his chair, tripping a bit on his own feet in the process. She was most likely just teasing him, but he didn't know that, plus.....
“Oh it’s true, it’s not like I was starved of compliments or anything but those were more along the lines of how fluffy I was or being a good warm blanket substitute.” Not that she was minded much given her own cuddling habits but people tended not to appreciate her advice. It probably had something to do with her tendency to troll people thinking about it, problem of her own creating there.
She did give him the comment on parents and their requirement to care though. It sounded personal enough for her to leave it be at least, and she was fortunate enough to have the most incredibly awesome parents that had ever lived, to put up with her lazing about and being overall supportive enough that she felt the need to get up and do something with her life just to make them proud. “Nah, you’re right, they are pretty cool parents, not going to get mad about someone agreeing with that.”
Yep, Marcel really was good at the pearls of wisdom thing when she didn’t have him as a flustered ball of red. Speaking of, he was holding on quite valiantly despite her innuendoes, even if he was once again red and his waitress friend was clearly quite amused herself now. It was nice to know that Marcel had managed to make at least one friend here though, it would have just been depressing if he got fired with nothing at all to show for it.
Heh, but now what to do, she wasn’t expecting him to work up that kind of nerve and she didn’t want to discourage some measure of assertiveness. Besides, the guy was cute, so snuggle testing it was. As he managed to trip on nothing, Carmel rose from her own seat and took his arm, tail wrapping around his body as she pressed against him. “Hmm, definitely ripped, squeezable……”
And without bothering with dull things like warnings, she rose on her toes and went for her biggest act of mischief yet, stealing what would almost certainly be her tomato’s first kiss. Hey, she was the one working on him, she got to enjoy the perks of the trade.
"I'm glad." Marcel was relieved to see that the things he said didn't upset his date. Even if it did, he would have still stood by what he said as Law was the type to stand firmly on what he believed in despite his nervous, quiet nature. It seemed like her parents cared deeply for her, something that no one should take for granted. The hybrid honestly felt a bit envious about it, but it is what it is. How he was raised made him who he is today, and he wouldn't change that for anything.
Still, Marcel couldn't believe he agreed to something like this, but he had already gotten this far, and the man needed a confidence boost real badly. He was on the verge of falling over, tripping on his own feet from his nervousness, but instead found himself landing on something soft, or....someone to be more precise. It appeared that his date had caught him, but it didn't seem like he fully comprehended it at first. That is until he felt that fluffy tail, slowly wrapping around his waist as the woman embraced him, her warm body pressed against his own. It felt comforting actually, certainly better than being wrapped around a blanket, those compliments she said she had thrown her way actually having truth to them. Once she wrapped her arms around him, the man would finally glance down to see the zoan leaning up to him. What was she....
Then it finally hit him.
Without any warning, he felt Lady Carmel's lips press against his own, causing his eyes to widen with face glowing bright red as he arms remained spread out as if he were unsure what to do in this situation. He knew what this was, but still it felt so foreign to him. Was this...really what it felt like, to embrace someone, to....kiss them? A feeling hard for him to describe, but very enjoyable, enough for him to just forget about his troubles temporarily. His arms shook nervously, but slowly they would find themselves around the woman's waist just right above her rump, his eyes dropping closed. Whether he was returning the embrace, or simply just trying to keep himself from falling was anyone's guess. Perhaps it was both?
The people who were still around saw what was unfolding which led to a combination of Awwws, clapping, grins, and little cheers which soon got the hybrid's attention, causing him to open his eyes back to see that they were being watched. He mumbled a bit in between the kiss before leaning his head back, their lips parting slowly, staring at the woman in her eyes, unaware of how close they still were. Once again, he was at a lost for words.
Oh silly, sweet Marcel, the poor boy had no idea what to do with himself now. Well that wasn’t surprising given what Carmel knew about him now. Aww, and he was so stiff and frozen like a statue too! She wondered how long until he managed to – ah, there he went, he managed to actually hold onto her! Granted that could have been his way to not pass out entirely but it was progress.
And of course the remaining people chimed in with the normal cheers and catcalls that came about from these kind of things, which was more than enough to get Marcel’s attention back just when he’d gone and decided to enjoy the moment. Ah well, it wasn’t as if she wasn’t going to keep him for herself for the rest of the night anyway….
For now she could quite happily preen under the attention while keeping her boy toy to herself via tail wrapping. Marcel certainly wasn’t complaining about being so close from what she could tell! “Heh, okay, that’s enough of giving the crowds a free show, come on dearie.” She leaned against him and stole another quick kiss, whispering something into his ear before letting him go – well letting go with her arms, she still kept her tail around his waist even when she turned around, quite confident that at this point that was more than enough to keep him following her.
“I’m not going to be satisfied with just a nibble~”
At this point, Marcel was like an owl, gazing into Lady Carmel's eyes before without blinking before looking around at the others, still not blinking. It was as if he is still trying to comprehend what just happened, but could one really blame him? He was suddenly pulled into an embrace followed by a kiss, so he had no time to really react, letting his instincts take the wheel instead. "H-Hmmm..." was all that he could mumble out as his eyes fixed back on the zoan, listening to her once again.
"A-As you wish." he agreed with his usual hesitant tone, almost sounding as if he were in a trance, as the fox turned around, and started to walk, Marcel almost tripping as he was too distracted to realize she still had her tail wrapped around him, but luckily he gained his footing, and proceeded to follow her out of the establishment. He looked around watching as some people whispered among themselves, and snickered, the hybrid blinking in confusion. Then just before going out the door, that same waitress would playfully punch the man on the shoulder before whispering, "You better treat her well." followed by a wink.
Marcel wasn't exactly sure what Lady Carmel has in store for him, or where she is taking him, but it was sure to be a night he will never forget in one way, or another.
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