PSL Post -- Lockon Stratos/Lyle Dylandy and Naomi Kimishima

[becomingthesniper]

This post will be used for PSL threads between becomingthesniper and deadshallspeak.

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[deadshallspeak]

[...Oh. Oh, right.]

It's nothing important.

[And with most people she'd just leave it at that, really, but she is here on a date for a reason; that ought to require some different responses. So she elaborates.]

I've just been thinking about how it's been a while since I was able to do this. I used to be busier.

[becomingthesniper]

Really now? Come on, I don't think I can make that much of a difference.

[He chuckles.]

Seriously, though, you're already pretty busy. I'm not sure there are enough hours in the day to accommodate more work.

[deadshallspeak]

I-- [A short pause.] I used to be a surgeon.

[There's another pause, before she laughs it off.]

Back then, I couldn't have had time for this. If I'd had Alyssa, I would never have even dreamed of it.

[Then again, would she have even taken in Alyssa then? If circumstances had been a little different...it's a strange thought to consider, but maybe one she ought to dwell on later.]

[becomingthesniper]

A surgeon, eh? Yeah, I've heard stories about their schedules. I once knew a guy who said he had to virtually live off the hospital vending machines during his residency. Does that sound about right?

[deadshallspeak]

That, or the cafeteria food. I'm not sure which of the two was better.

[Okay, that's mostly a joke. Caduceus has more than enough money to offer good food, but even a good cafeteria gets boring after a while.]

[becomingthesniper]

Yeah, not the best situation unless your cafeteria doubles as a gourmet restaurant. And, well. Hospital food has a reputation for a reason.

[deadshallspeak]

That's about right. It's better when you're not the one in a bed, but it doesn't take long to get tired of either. Especially during the busy times, when the hospitals are full.

[Speaking from experience, unfortunately.]

[becomingthesniper]

As they say, variety is the spice of life. It's possible to get tired of even a gourmet restaurant.

Speaking of, we're here.

[It's a cozy-looking restaurant. It doesn't look fancy from the outside, though the view through the window looks nice enough.]

[deadshallspeak]

[Nice, but not extravagant. That works for Naomi's tastes pretty well, and she nods in approval. It's a good choice.]

Great. Let's get going.

[becomingthesniper]

[Lyle parks his car in the first available spot, then starts getting out of the car.]

Got enough room on that side to get out?

[deadshallspeak]

Yes, it's fine.

[Naomi follows and heads out to the back of the car to wait for Lyle.]

Are you ready?

[becomingthesniper]

Of course. Let me just lock 'er up, and we'll be on our way in.

[He closes the door and locks the car up, then walks toward the entrance. When he reaches the door, he holds it open.]

After you.

[deadshallspeak]

You really know how to treat someone, don't you?

[She laughs, and there's a bit of genuine pleasure in there. Then she heads on in, stopping by the reception desk to wait for him.]

[becomingthesniper]

I'd like to think it's common sense, even if it makes me a tad idealistic.

[He knows there are plenty of self-serving men out there, and pseudo-gentlemen. But it's hard to be a member of Celestial Being and not believe in the better nature of humanity as a whole. At any rate, he follows her in and tells the host about their reservation. They're quickly taken to a table for two.]

[deadshallspeak]

[Naomi settles in nicely, picking up the menu and looking it over.

...Conversation. She probably ought to say something.]

You said you'd looked over the menu before coming today. Anything catch your eye?

[becomingthesniper]

Ah, yeah. They had some good-sounding seafood selection. I've heard their chicken parmigiana is pretty good, too.

But hey, pick what you want. You know your tastes better than I do.

[Meanwhile, Lyle himself peruses the menu.]

[deadshallspeak]

Hm. It's a good starting point.

[Naomi spends another moment or two looking through the options before making her decision and closing the menu.]

I've made my decision, then. And you?

[becomingthesniper]

Yep.

[Lyle sets the menu down.]

And to think, we haven't even ordered drinks yet. Either we're fast, or they're slow.