Her reaction was almost sweet. "I guess you're not here to give me a job and poison me before I could do anything," he said more quietly and bit into the sweet to chew it slowly.
A horrible chill went down his spine...
Swallowing the first half of the test object, he took the wine glass to rush the taste down while keeping a straight face. Placing the glass on the table again, he gave Raven a quick look as the tip of his tongue was reaching for her cream, scraping just a bit off. "They have cool ships, though. You should try to get your hands on Locklear's long thing." He sucked the cream out of her sweet. "The Praxis, I think. Arbiter."
Screams echoed around them...
"I wasn't talking about his penis." After non-challantly adding that, he devoured the last bit of the sweet and motioned with a hand to the little container she brought with her. "They are good, can I have another one?"
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"I wouldn't call their archi-..."
A bombardment of confusion and concern plagued her face, then gradually evolved her expression to a blank state, seeing Vertiga trying to keep a straight face while he had a less than pleasant display of devouring etiquette, or there lack of.
"--... his... penis... What? "
She glared back and forth between him and the baked goods.
"Erm. " She continued to sip on the red wine, trying to figure out what he's up to.
He returned an innocent glance at her while aiming for another creampie. "One doesn't get intoxicated from wine, Raven. I'm just trying to figure out what you put in there," he said and bit into her thing. Chewing more and more on it, he seemed really into it.
"You know, you should give it a name. Transhumus would be funny," the Curacaoan suggested and stuffed the rest of it into his impatient mouth, chewing for a while before swallowing. "Really good. I do think you should make it a bit more fluffy, though, as your cream is rather liquid." He grabbed a third one, but instead of eating it, he grabbed a napkin from the center of the table and wrapped it up. "I'll keep my eyes open for you. The Apahanta will probably depart rather sooner than later from this system as the increasing presence of the Order is rather problematic to us. After all they believe I'm still working for the Core, and you know how much brain mass that hollow cave of the casual Order agent contains. Sometimes I think Golanski believes the stuff he says himself."
Letting the Auxesian Creampie vanish in the pocket of his jacket, he leaned forward and smirked at her while grabbing his glass, intending to empty it again. "Anything else you want me to do?"
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Sighing, fiddling with the empty glass then placing it down, joining her hands together, "Trust me, you can get drunk from it. One too many times I was victim of it. "
Spending a few moments of fiddling with her fingers once more, trying to hide the fact that she was disturbed by a thought.
"As always, I will be willing to compensate you as necessary. " She raised a brow, noticing that he really likes the little invention that she created. Raven chuffed in amusement about his remarks and witty name suggestion.
"Hah. I'll take your advice into account then, both the name and the cream suggestion. On the side of business, I really have nothing else in mind to bring up. I suppose you have nothing else to inquire then?"
Raven began to lose comfort, focusing on twiddling with her fingers, trying to act natural.
"Oh come on, I can hear you walking up to me. Don't haunt me right now..."
After having emptied his glass, he leaned back in a relaxed manner, both arms leaning over the backrest while he looked around. "No, sadly not. If circumstances were different, Raven, I wouldn't have minded spending a bit more time with you, but I believe this is neither the place nor the time for this kind of socialising." His focused wandered back to her, allowing themselves to scan her in a rather obvious way. "Maybe on my ship next time, in a more private setting. You could surprise me with more of your creampies."
He smirked at her. "What are your next steps? Staying here in the system until the war begins? Pretty certain a bunch of idiotic Zoners will launch nukes against the Bretonians. Nowadays it seems like everyone and their mother can build nukes." He didn't want to mention that even he himself found some on the Defiler base in Poole.
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Groaning, she let her palms squish her cheeks and pull them down as they slide off,
"I can't do anything concerning the Zoners and the Bretonians, not only that I'm not 'legally' supposed to - it's just going to be a mess. Someone is going to sabotage it, and I know it's going to happen. I have to deal with the Independent Worlds first, but I may have to disappear for some time. Off the scope entirely. "
She felt like a presence grabbed her shoulder.
"Urrrgh... Stop touching me."
Raising her head up, sitting normally, raising a brow at him,
A short chuckle left his mouth, thrusting in her direction like a child in a wheelchair. "I think that kind of childish humor would be lost at you," he sounded but kept smirking at her. "They are little pies filled with cream, why didn't you come up with a name beforehand? Imagine you'd have presented these things to your friends and they be like Hey Raven, nice creampie!" he asked her, the latter said in a higher voice.
"Weirdo." he added more quietly while looking away from her, out of the café as if to check whether there was an Order agent with sunglasses and a black heavy leather coat sitting on a bench to watch them. Matter of factly there was just an old man.
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Raven stood up and glared at him with a monotone expression, having nothing more to say. "..."
She grabbed her bag and slowly proceeded out, thanking the owner for his service on the way out. Raven yelled at him after hearing some kind of sound, trying to make him feel conscious.
"I heard that!"
She began to make some contact with her associates while occassionally glaring away from the screen to scan the area, then departed.
"Aww, how lovely, you found a new boy toy."
"One day, I will kill you. Get out of my head already."
This was refreshing, Ezrael thought. Standing up, he moved over to the counter to pay the elderly man for the wine, but instead of leaving the café, he motioned for the restrooms. It looked quite nice in here, very clean, with marbled floor. Entering one of the stalls, he locked the door behind himself, took off his jacket and hung it over the door handle. Opening the toilet, he knelt down, while his hand slid into the left pocket of his black jeans to retrieve a grey scrunchie. A quick move later and his hair was tied up to not fall into the fountain of vomit shooting right into the toilet after he stuck his fingers into his throat.
Five minutes later, Ezrael left the café as if nothing happened. It was time to return to his ship and have a look a Raven's creampie. Chances were he was just being paranoid about it, but he prefered being paranoid about it than being dead or addicted to a drug she mixed into her sweets. Sadly, as much as he wanted it, he simply didn't trust her...