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Athena

[illfatedassassin]

[...He was regretting this already. Considering how he wasn't supposed to be an assassin and wanted to change his life, and surprisingly succeeding, those he knew that helped him recommended this. Better than dating any of them, true, bu this still bothered him. To say he was uncomfortable being dressed up and waiting at a coffee shop for his date was an understatement.

And so there he was, tapping his finger against the table, coffee already half-finished. She technically wasn't late by that much; he was just there early.]

[cykeologist]

[Athena could never leave the house without a quick jog and an orange juice, but it definitely doesn't take her too long to get there. The only problem when she does, however? Is the fact that she's about to trip and fall right on that table and spill the coffee.

You're welcome, Hei.]

Woah! Athena, coming through...!

[illfatedassassin]

[Hard not to notice, and Hei immediately acts, arm moving to block the coffee. Oh that burned like all hell, but at least she was spared. His facial expression changed only slighty, though he looked more annoyed then anything.]

Are you alright?

[cykeologist]

[Her eyes are spinning, but she manages to hop right back up on her feet, flashing a victory sign at Hei, laughing lightly. Sorry, she didn't mean to actually do that...]

Oui! I'm muy fantasique! ... Er, that means I'm fine.

[illfatedassassin]

Well at least that makes one of us.

[He grabs his arm and the only dry napkin, trying to dry himself off from the scorching drink.]

[cykeologist]

Eeeek!

[Athena yells from the top of her lungs; it's a shriek, honestly, but she soon takes a step back, before realizing that, well, she kind of screwed up. So she'll bow and apologize.]

Sorry! I didn't mean to spill your drink-- look, I promise I'll get you a new one, okay?

[illfatedassassin]

Fine.

[Free coffee was always good; better than him paying for it.]

Make it a Caramel Macchiato.

[cykeologist]

Alright! I'll get you a new one riiiiight away. Lohs gehts!

[ And she'll run off to the nearest coffee shop and go and grab his drink. She'll be back in five minutes. ]

[illfatedassassin]

[Don't mind him waiting and trying to clean the mess in the mean time, using whatever dry napkins he could find near him. By the time she'd get back, it would be surprisingly devoid of stains.]

[cykeologist]

Sorry, sorry! But I'm back now with your coffee!

[illfatedassassin]

[He takes it the moment she gets back to him; this experience made him want to drink more right away. After he was done with gis destress sip, he stared at her.]

I take it you are Athena then?

[cykeologist]

[Athena nods sheepishly, feeling a little more awkward than before, laughing hollowly as she speaks.]

...Yeah. And I'm really sorry about that! It doesn't usually happen. Most of the time.

[illfatedassassin]

Little point in worrying about it now. It would be a poor date if we did.

[He'd never stop being just a tad annoyed if that happened.]

[cykeologist]

Haha, I guess you're right...

[She laughs sheepishly, twirling her hair around her finger awkwardly.]

[illfatedassassin]

So have a seat and tell me about yourself.

[cykeologist]

Um, okay!

[She'll take a seat, thankfully not messing up this time. She only does it when she's too excited.]

I'm Athena Cykes, as you've noticed, and this is Widget! Say hi, Widget!

[And suddenly a robotic voice can be heard from her neck, though Athena's lips aren't moving at all.]

Hi, Widget!

I'm an attorney and psychoanalyst who can hear the voices of a person's heart!

[illfatedassassin]

[He blinks. What....He would guess that's some kind of new tech that came out, but rthat seemed off. This woman was already raising a lot of questions.]

Hear the voices of someone's heart?