A First Date [Sable]

[Jack Travidi]

<sub>OoC:// While the thread will start at the Aphrodite Cabin where Zeke will be getting Sable, it should end up at Fireworks Beach for, you know, fireworks. ...I think. Regardless, it's here.

BiC:// Today was a special day for Ezekiel Langley for many reasons. The first and most important, to him anyways, was that he would be 'kidnapping' one Sable Ackerman to the beach for their first date. It being his birthday (he's seventeen, you know), he was able to convince someone (he wasn't even sure who it was; don't ask) to set off fireworks for him, in the middle of the night, no less. So he thought taking his stalker there for a date would be a good idea.

Sable and Zeke had finally met after her stalking of him for several weeks, though Zeke had only really caught on for the past two or so. He wasn't he most observant person. Of course, he should have been at least a little creeped out by the stalking. I mean, really? Stalkers were bad people. Sometimes just annoying, but that was some level of bad, right? Well, not for Ezekiel. He had decided that Sable was pretty enough to let her go on a date with him instead. He didn't bother worrying about whether or not they'd get along. Their brief conversation had assured him that they would.

It was with these thoughts in mind that Zeke, wearing jeans and a dark blue long sleeve t-shirt, made his way to the Aphy Cabin, trying to remember which window she had said to knock on. I know what you're thinking: is it really kidnapping if the victim comes of their own free will? ...yes, if only because Zeke wanted to say he was kidnapping her. He tapped on the first window on the left, loud enough to be heard but soft enough that anyone sleeping would ignore it. He hoped Sable herself wouldn't be one of the campers sleeping, though he could always just walk into the cabin. He preferred it this way though. Much more fun.

He knocked again quietly, despite the fact that it had only been a few seconds. Zeke was a bit nervous, something unusual for him, and he didn't like waiting around outside alone. Someone could see him, after all. Getting carried away by harpies didn't sound pleasant. "Sable? Are you coming?" he asked, scuffing his sneakers against the ground. My, my, Zeke is impatient today. He had had all of this running through his mind in the span of less than a minute, giving the daughter of Aphrodite barely any time to even register his arrival, let alone be sure she had anything she may have needed. Zeke didn't think about things like that.</sub>

[Mindy Omnis]

^"Sure!"[/color]

A shadow disengaged itself from where it had been lurking on the roof of the Aphrodite cabin and leaped down with a muffled thump barely a foot away from Zeke. It would have been fine to just do that.

Unfortunately, it also rolled a few feet and off of the porch with a soft shriek that was abruptly stopped by the fact that grass had forced its way into her mouth.

Sable hopped up, spat some miscellaneous green shoots out of her mouth, and brushed the dirt off of her skirt. After checking to make sure that her ever-present combat boots were okay, the demigoddess spun around with a grin. "Ready!"[/color] she announced in a chipper but quiet tone. "Didja bring Twizzlers? Or just ooonnneee~?"[/color]

It was long years since Sable had had a date, and longer years still since it was a date that she actually wanted to go on. (Gregorio hadn't counted. He was a clean freak.) Fortunately, despite the odd circumstances in which they had met, Zeke seemed like the sort of person who would be able to prove her with the second.

Sable didn't stalk just anyone, you see. She stalked Issy, had been stalking Zeke, and recently had begun stalking Cyn. It was true that her interests varied widely, but still; not just anyone.

Just people she thought might be interesting.

So, in preparation for this date of dates, Sable had gone fancy. Fancier than usual, I mean. It was a good thing that no one had bothered to question why she had dressed up before running outside in the middle of the night to hide on the roof, because that would have led to a lot of awkward excuses that probably would involve things like Nerissa, promise rings, and taking off the Belt.

She didn't think that would have gone over so well with Soap.

And now - resplendent in black leggings, red plaid skirt, and black sweater - Sable propped her elbows up on the edge of the porch and stage-whispered, "It is the cabin, and Zeke is the antelope! Where are we going? Aren't we kidnapping someone? We're kidnapping someone, right? Can that someone be Issy?"[/color][/sup]

[Jack Travidi]

<sub>Zeke jumped a foot in the air at his date's arrival, not having expected Sable to be lurking on the roof. He held back laughter at her rather comical fall, though a smile was still evident on his face. "Are you alright?" he asked, walking over to her, still trying to hold back laughter.

When Sable righted herself, Zeke had to stop himself from staring. He knew she was pretty and all (I mean, no one in their right mind called a child of Aphrodite ugly, especially not a daughter) but he had managed to forget just how attracted to her he was in the short time between now and their last conversation. He was grateful for the distraction of conversation. "I do in fact have a twizzler," he began with a wink, "though you can't have it. Yet. I guess I'll share the candy with you, though." He smiled at her, once more finding himself staring. Zeke just hoped he didn't spend the whole night like this. It was slightly embarrassing to be so caught up in her looks.

"We're going to the beach!" he announced to her, taking her hand. Zeke had set up a blanket and assorted candies, twizzlers and chocolate included, on said beach, where the pair would be watching fireworks. Now he just had to get her there.

He forgot that children of Aphrodite often sacrificed brains for looks. This didn't, however, bother him in the least. Zeke was more concerned with fun people than smart people. Hence why he liked Sable much more than Arianrhod. That and Sable didn't hit him. "No, silly. I'm kidnapping you. No one else is allowed to come. I get you all to myself," he explained, sticking his tongue out at her as he led the way to Fireworks Beach.

"If Nerissa came we'd have to share candy and I might have to spend time making out with her or something instead of spending all my time with you," he teased, poking her in the side gently. "I wouldn't want her to feel left out, after all," he added with a cheeky grin. Zeke would realistically do no such thing, but Zeke was known for this sort of teasing. It kept life fun and interesting. Like Sable.

Zeke let out a sigh, a thoughtful look crossing his face. "Maybe you should struggle or something to make this more like a kidnapping. You ruined my whole ninja affect by already being outside, so... something needs to be done." A devious thought crossed his face. "...maybe there's a giant squid at the beach," he commented deviously, shooting her a wide grin.

That should provide an interesting enough reaction for him.</sub>

[Mindy Omnis]

^{"This is a plan of plans!"}[/color] Sable announced, accepting the thievery of her hand cheerfully enough. "This is the plan that felled Troy! The plan that built Rome! The Planninator! Madness? This is a plaaannnnn! And a lot of... other stuff. Yeah. Things. And objects!"[/color]

Sable nodded wisely and held a finger up in the air. "Heed my words, young Langley,"[/color] she intoned, looking uncharacteristically serious. "For someday, the Planninator will be your salvation."[/color]

Ha! And people said Sable wasn't useful for anything? Pft. Sable said pft to those people. Sable Ackerman could tell the future.

And she was obviously excellent in bed, but there were few people worthy of knowing this first-hand.

"Really? I've never been kidnapped before,"[/color] she mused, narrowly avoiding falling over a random log. What the hell was a log doing there? It... was so random. That random log was random, and Sable was the goddess of random. Since it was randomly where the goddess of random had not allowed it to be, she stuck her tongue out at it and kicked it. ... It went absolutely nowhere.

Well. She should probably have expected that.

Quick! Quick, Sable, distract him from your failure to kick logs! "Wait, am I allowed to come?"[/color] she asked, waggling her eyebrows at him in a manner that was probably supposed to be suggestive but came off more 'I have a fly stuck on my forehead but my hands are paralyzed so I can't smack it.' "Do I have to wait for you? A long time is good and all, but if you drag it on too long it just gets awkward. And sore. Do you want me to be sore in the morning, Zeke? 's not nice of you."[/color] Suddenly pouting, she stuck her tongue out at him. "You aren't a nice person!"[/color]

It took a moment for her to realize that her tongue was still poking out of her mouth, and Sable retracted it quickly. "... And your Sable-licking privileges have been revoked for the moment. You may win them back with Twizzlers, but this is your last warning!"[/color]

At the possibility of the giant squid, Sable brightened. After a glance at the cabins - they should be far enough away for her to allcaps, right? - she extracted her hand from Zeke's and clapped both of hers in glee. "Aimée and I found the shark and gave it back to Aidsie!"[/color] she exclaimed happily. "LET US GO FIND THE GIANT SQUID! C'MON C'MON C'MON C'MON C'MON."[/color][/sup]

[Jack Travidi]

<sub>Zeke blinked, having just had every major movie quote thrown at him. It was quite surprising, though he liked the inventiveness of it. "Impressive," he said, awed. He was not much of a movie quoter. In fact, he often quoted movies wrong. So he just didn't quote movies. Life was better this way.

"You've never been kidnapped before? That's astonishing!" he exclaimed, shock on his features. "I mean, who wouldn't kidnap someone as pretty as yourself? THAT'S INSANITY." He too, decided they were far enough away from the cabins for the normal volume that came with him. Loud.

He started snickering as she failed to move the log she kicked, raising his eyebrows comically at the phrase she used to distract him. He immediately forgot her moment of fail and to make fun of her for it. "NOyouarenotallowedtocomeinthewayyouaresuggestingstopit." His voice had in fact gotten progressively higher. Kinda like... nevermind. Zeke was not a Joe-clone, and would therefore prefer not to be compared to him. Moving on. "Yes, there will be waiting. I have morals, you know. They aren't very strong though. I bet you could convince me to ignore them," he continued, winking. "And if you're sore in the morning, it means I did my job well," he added huffily, trying his hardest not to smile so he looked serious. He failed horribly.

He looked confused for a moment. "What do you mean I'm not a good person? ALL I WANT IS TO BE GOOD IN BED FOR YOOOUUU." He announced this louder than he meant to and Zeke's face turned a nice shade of pink, though he didn't bother trying to be shy. It didn't suit his personality.

Now he simply blinked, once more dumb-founded. "I have to share my twizzlers to get Sable-lick privileges back? What if I just lick you? Then what? AND WHERE WERE THESE LAST WARNINGS? Do I only get one? That would suck." As he'd been talking he'd moved closer to her, and he now stuck his tongue out in an effort to lick the side of her face. "Mmm nmmnmm." That meant something like "Well let's go". Yes, he's still trying to lick her.</sub>

[Mindy Omnis]

^{"Everyone is afraid of my siblings,"}[/color] Sable said matter-of-factly, ignoring the fact that this was entirely untrue. Maybe the people who were afraid of sparkles would be scared of Joe. And she guessed maybe Soap would be terrifying to people who didn't like to be clean. ... Whatever. "They would come and avenge my kidnapping were I to be, you know, kidnapped! BUT IT'S OKAY, ZEKE."[/color] Quite suddenly she leaped to fling her arms around his neck and dangle from it, staring up at him with the look of all overdramatic actresses playing the young smitten heroine. "It's not kidnapping when the kidnappee wants to be kidnapped. I will explain and you will be in the clear."[/color]

Sable nodded seriously and ceased dangling to step back, grinning with a creepily knowing little grin. "Weeeeeell, I'm sure I could throw in a few benefits for you... if you agree to count this as two dates~?"[/color] She batted her eyelashes. And yes, this looked totally ridiculous, but at least her eyelashes didn't fall off. "It's okay, Zeke. Hang around with me and those pesky morals will be gone in no time."[/color] That, or he would run away screaming.

But Sable was a determined love. She would have Zeke. Even if she had to tie him to the bedposts.

"THEN I HIT YOU IN THE FACE!"[/color] she shrieked, staggering backwards and flailing in circles in an attempt not to fall over. For once, she didn't. "KERSMACK AND THEN YOUR BEAUTIFUL FACE, ZEKE, IT WILL BE MARRED! I DON'T WANT TO MAR YOUR FACE. YOUR BEAUTIFUL FACE."[/color] As she spoke shouted, she lurched forward again and smacked her hands down on his shoulders. And reached out towards his tongue and licked it.

Then she scuttled backwards, giggling shrilly. "HAHAHA LOOPHOLE!"[/color] she squealed, practically dancing around in glee. "MY ZEKE-LICKING PRIVILEGES ARE STILL IN ACTION. AND YOU CAN'T LICK ME BA~ACK. I HAVE SKILLS!"[/color] [/sup]

[Jack Travidi]

<sub>"Thank goodness," he said, letting out a sigh of release. "I don't want to go to jail, Sable. There are scary people there. And I might... lose my innocence." He let out a dramatic gasp, as if this were a real fear. "In a bad way, I mean. The whole 'don't drop the soap' thing and all. I don't like old men. Cute guys, maybe, but certainly not old men." Zeke shook his head and held up his hands defensively. Creepy old guys are really creepy, after all.

Zeke smiled, but shook his head slowly. "Nope. That is nonnegotiable. This is the first date and the first date it will stay. And then there will be a second date. And a third date. So there." He fixed her with the most nonthreatening glare you could imagine, since he was smiling and... not good at glaring. "What if I like my morals? I don't want to give them up." If he knew what she was thinking, that would not have been what he said. ...yeah, Zeke would like being tied to the bedposts. Don't judge him.

"NO. NOT THE FACE. ANYWHERE BUT THE FACE. ...except one other place, but I'm not too worried about that since I'm pretty sure you want it intact." He looked at her, dazed for a moment. "...did you...did you just...did you just lick me? While your privileges were revoked?" A rather devious grin crossed his face, though it was way too smiley to be all that concerning. "NOW IT'S YOUR FACE THAT WILL BE MARRED." Zeke paused to think. "...how much marring can a guy manage with his tongue do you think?"

And then he attacked. He lunged toward Sable, tackling her and trying fervently to lick the side of her face. If it was possible to mar someone's face with your tongue, Zeke Langley was about to find out. Hopefully.</sub>