Blind Date Blind Side

Blind Date Blind Side
Date of Scene:	15 July 2016
Location:	Eclipse Cell Network
Synopsis:	Hannah tries to set Takashi up for something he no longer needs.
Cast of Characters:	Takashi Agera, Hannah Sharpe

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Hannah Sharpe has posed:
riiing riiing. Clicka! "Heeeey, Ta-kun! You free this weekend? I've got a little present for you~!" The mischief-filled grin is all but audible.

Takashi Agera has posed:
"I'm not sure yet. As far as I know I don't have any plans...." Takashi pauses, hearing the tone in Hannah's voice. "Should I be concerned? It sounds like I should be concerned.... what are you planning?"

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
heh heh heh heh heh! "Now why /ever/ would you think that? Well, you see, I'm all for hard work but even /YOU/ need a break sometimes. SO! Guess who's going to this lovely little opera in Mitakihara with an extra ticket this weekend?" A long, pause. "You get one guess." Another pause. "See, there's this smart intern I've got that's funny, ambitious, and doesn't take crap from anybody. And after recent...things...you need a date, Ta-kun. You can thank me later. Preferably with all the details."

Takashi Agera has posed:
Takashi is quiet on the other end of the phone for a while. "I... both appreciate that and feel a bit like you're trying to treat me like a little brother all at the same time." He laughs a bit. "But I've already taken care of myself. I have a girlfriend again! Same one. Somehow. I fixed it!"

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
"Any time, Riv-Ototo~!" Teeeeease! Her tone is far less teasing, more happy. "You found a new girlfriend! My God, man! It is a not-christmas miracle! Who's the lucky..." Sudden choke. Silence. Siiiiilence. "W...w...what!?!?"

Takashi Agera has posed:
Takashi meets Hannah's choking with silence of his own before he sorts himself and and focuses on the happy. "She found me out at the dance somehow. We ended up dancing together even though we were both in disguise and she figured out who I was. And then we yelled, but then we talked and she got me before I stormed off this time. And she offered."

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
Hannah listens, then more awkward silence. There's a groan of exasperation. Deep, sucking, calming breath. "S...so she was the one who offered. Okay. Okay. That's /marginally/ better." Sound of head hitting a desk. "Don't get me wrong, Ta-kun. I want you two to be happy with each other. I mean. In a lot of ways, you're /perfect/ from what I've seen. And that's pretty damn mature to actually kiss and make up." Sigh. "You /DO/ realize how badly this could blow up, right, if things go sour? I mean...damnit, I just don't want to see you hurt like that again! It's not like you to sulk!" She can't quite hide the worry in her voice.

Takashi Agera has posed:
"I know." he says, all too calmly, when she mentions things blowing up. "I am aware. I didn't handle it well the first time, and I'm not entirely sure of my ability to handle it well a second time." That's accompanied by a sigh, and it's strange enough for Takashi to admit any sort of personal fault, which probably says something about the severity he places on it. "But I wasn't happy otherwise, either. And I don't know what the point of any of the work I'm doing is if I can't be happy, too." A pause. Too much seriousness for Takashi now. "Also don't bang your head on the desk, your brains get rattled enough as it is between the sports and the field work."

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
"Even I can't joke about this. Seriously, just...ugh, be careful okay? If stuff gets ugly, I'm sitting you two down! Hannah-chan Patented Counseling! Got it!?" Grrrrr! Finally, though, she shakes her head. "Alright. Alright. Uhhh. Do her friends know? There's not just one bomb involved here, but /two/." Finally, though, she actually snickers. "Please. I'm a concussion connoisseur at this point. The desk is more at risk than my thick skull!"

Takashi Agera has posed:
"When am I not careful?" Basically, whenever Ami's involved, that's when. "Hannah-chan patented counseling? I don't think Ami would be up to try to box out her differences with me. Then again maybe she might, she's got a streak in her sometimes... Anyways, threat understood." Then the next question comes out and Takashi grows silent. "I don't like most of her friends and I think the feeling is quite mutual." Another sigh. "Look, I'm not dumb, I recognize this whole thing might just be a timebomb waiting to go off. I don't think she's going to end up like Gull-chan with you, dropping everything and coming to work with me. She's... actually supposed to look over some of my in-progress work soon. We'll figure out if that terrifies her back to another city or if she henshins and tries to knock me around then and there. Or, maybe not and we'll go from there."

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
"Oh yes. Careful. Always." A far more relieved sigh. "That'd be kinda funny. If she ever takes up that hobby, and you two go at it, better invite me along! Still. I'm going to root for you. Glad you get it. Good luck." Does she even /need/ the 'you're going to need it'? Ahem. "She'd definitely be good to have on our side, that's for sure. Just don't go eloping off in the other direction. You'd look awful in a dress. Take care, huh? And speed dial me if anything happens that you're about to get your face smashed in by angry Senshi."

Takashi Agera has posed:
"Trust me. After my last encounter with Sailor Jupiter and a balcony and a penthouse wall, you and Norie are on speed dial, along with Nyubey and a pack of quick-responders of my own. Not pulling any punches next time - she sure didn't." A pause. "I don't think you need to worry about me in a dress. I'll leave that to you, you look much better in them than I do. What's unfair is, I think you might wear suits better too. Should file a complaint somewhere."

Hannah Sharpe has posed:
Ouch! Hey, could've been worse. Ever gotten smashed into a construction site? Oh man, concrete with bits of rebar in it /sucks/!" Finally sounding satisfied. "Alright. Your plan meets my approval. You're too strong to instantly die, so, great." A pause. Audible blush, and a laugh. "Oh, stop it! I don't need to float away on a sense of inflated ego. Remember, stick to what suits you best: ladies /love/ a uniform, and with Ami? I'll bet she'll /love/ the lab coat. Why, I have this boo..." Pause. Pause. "Moving on! Be safe out there. And give Euphy a pat on the head for me!" KABOOM! RAWWWRRRRR. "...Interns. Uhhh. Gotta run Ta-kun, always a pleasure!" Ker-clicka!