In The Blossoming Of An Alliance

[11:58] <Dorian> [The sun is high in the eastern sky on this day, the 14th of March; a sunny Saturday. The dull overcast skies that have hung in the air all week have faded away after a few showers, blessing Paris-2 with clear, blue skies and crisp air.-
[12:00] <Dorian> [Today was a special day for Zhang Yanmei, aka the Violet Pilot. Today, she had plans- she was going out for a day on the town, courtesy of her direct commanding officer, Major Dorian Lachapelle, who would be picking her up soon. Yanmei was, of course, allowed to take a friend along.]
[12:10] * Yanmei waited patiently ouside of her apartment, waiting for said friend to arrive! She was dressed in a dark blue dress with teeny little white star patterns along the hem. Marianne has insisted on a jacket too, which was brown and short and rather modest. A "Vote for Yanmei" button was fastened firmly to it, and a spare one for Dorian rested in one of her pockets!
[12:16] <Dorian> [Ding! A nearby elevator chimed, the front doors opening to reveal none other than Isaiah Gabriel-Wei, his blonde hair combed out of his eyes, wearing the fashionable white shirt, black trousers, black vest and fedora he'd bought that Monday. He stepped out, hands held a little awkwardly at his sides. "Good morning!" He cried out cheerfully nonetheless.]
[12:18] <Yanmei> "Good morning!" She was quick to reciprocate. It was a good morning, wasn't it? "You look pretty good today. How are you feeling?"
[12:22] <Dorian> ["Happy~" Said Isaiah, giving her an incredibly cheery grin. "T-thanks. You look pretty today, as well. I like the dress."]
[12:25] <Yanmei> "I know, right?" She spun slowly, looking down at how the skirt flared out in the breeze. "Best thirty francs I ever spent. But… let's focus on the situation at hand. This is going to be an important learning opportunity for us! Even though the Major doesn't act like it or… talk like it, or… look like it, he actually has a good head for politics! This is the perfect opportunity to convert him to Election Team Yanmei!"
[12:32] <Dorian> [Isaiah peered down at the flaring skirt for a moment, before looking back up. "Right! … Er, can the Major vote?" He asked wonderingly.]
[12:36] <Yanmei> "Not exactly! But he'll give us pointers on how to win. More than that, he's well-liked in NERV. If other employees see that he's supporting us, then they will too! And then they'll tell their kids about it, many of who attend Saint Louis." She laughed merrily. "Before long, Zhang Yanmei will be a household name! And then the election will be ours!"
[12:36] <Dorian> ["But you're already a household name, Yanmei! You're famous!"]
[12:37] <Yanmei> "Well, not in high-school politics? Not yet, anyway."
[12:39] <Dorian> ["W-well, no. I guess not!" Said Isaiah, totally sincere. "That sounds like a good plan, anyway. I hope it works! … Er, when do we go?"]
[12:40] <Yanmei> "When he arrives. He said he would be picking us up!"
[12:40] <Dorian> ["Oh." Isaiah peered around. "Should we wait for him downstairs?"]
[12:42] <Yanmei> "Let's!" She led the way, in high spirits. It had been a while since she was in such a good mood.
[12:46] <Dorian> [Isaiah followed on, into the elevator. A few minutes later, they'd be outside!-
[12:48] * Dorian would arrive shortly after that, in an attractive black vehicle, driven by- well, someone else, not Dorian. But a carer. But even besides the carer, it was clear as the car approached that there was someone else in the car as well- besides Dorian and the carer.
[12:51] <Yanmei> "Here he is! Come on!" She gripped her pin and stepped toward the car with her most charming smile, reaching for an opening one of the passenger doors. "Good morning, Major! I brought a gift for you~"
[12:55] <Dorian> [A sudden wall of sound would greet Yanmei as she opened the door. "What?! You never said anything about this, Dorian! I-" … Alexandre Fontaine turned, looking up into the face of Zhang Yanmei. His eyes dropped for a moment, taking in her outfit, before shooting back up to her face. "… Good morning, Miss Zhang."]
[12:55] * Dorian is merely sitting in the background, smirking like a smug cat.
[12:57] <Yanmei> "…" Yanmei stared, uncomprehending, her pin still in position. Then it set in, and she reeled back in shock. "Mr. Fontaine?! What is the meaning of this?!" She glance back and forth between the two.
[12:58] <Dorian> "Ooh, thanks." Dorian reached over, snatching the pin from Yanmei's hand. He affixed it to the lapel of the black leather jacket he was wearing… Right under a "Vote for Alexandre!" button.-
[13:01] * Isaiah walked over now, following Yanmei. "Ya-…" His eyes fell on Alexandre. "W-what's he doing here?!" Yelped Isaiah, a note of shock and even sulk in his voice.
[13:02] <Dorian> ["Major Lachapelle is treating me to a day of respite out on the town. I was not informed that -you- would be coming along." Alex shot Dorian a dirty look.]
[13:06] <Yanmei> "We were not informed either." Yanmei was a little more subtle about glaring at her superior officer, more concerned with collecting herself and trying to look more mature than the jerkface in front of her. "Perhaps he mistakenly double-booked?"
[13:09] <Dorian> "No, no mistakes on my part! It's just, Alexandre here wanted political advice, you wanted political advice, and so I figured that it'd be better to amalgamate. Only say things once, it's far more efficient. Don't you agree?" He grinned.
[13:09] <Dorian> ["T-tch…"]
[13:09] <Isaiah> "A-Are we really going to spend the day with him…?"
[13:11] <Yanmei> "Don't worry, Isaiah. I'm sure that Mr. Fontaine will be on his best behavior with the Major around." Sweet smile. "Isn't that right?"
[13:14] <Dorian> ["Hmmf. I won't be the one to cause any trouble -here-." Said Alexandre, who undid his belt and scooted over to give Yanmei and Isaiah room. The interior had enough room for six people, three to a side- it was, in a sense, a compact limousine.-
[13:14] <Dorian> "Excellent. Excellent." Said Dorian happily.
[13:15] * Yanmei slid into the back of the compact limo, trying to get a seat as far away from Alexandre as possible.
[13:17] * Isaiah followed in, taking a seat next to Yanmei, of course.
[13:17] <Dorian> "Fantastic. Fantastic. We're all in? Good. Driver! Chop chop!" Said Dorian, who was having the time of his life.
[13:21] <Dorian> ["Certainly, sir." The limousine started to move, off toward the destination. That destination? A mystery! But for now…]
[13:23] * Yanmei eyed Dorian warily. This really did seem like an all-too-convenient setup. "Now, then…" she smoothe down her dress. "I don't believe you've met my friend here, Major. This is Isaiah. His father also works for NERV."
[13:24] <Dorian> "Ah. I haven't. What's your father's name, boy?" Asked Dorian, holding out his hand.-
[13:25] <Isaiah> "Elijah, sir." Said Isaiah quietly, shaking it. "Elijah Gabriel."-
[13:25] <Dorian> [Alexandre let out a quiet snort.-
[13:26] <Dorian> "Ah. Dr. Gabriel. Good man, your father. Very good man. Very smart." Said Dorian kindly, turning to Yanmei. "Dr. Gabriel works in the Technical Division. Weapons R&D, especially positron weaponry."
[13:29] <Yanmei> "I see!" She remembered what Isaiah had said about him being a pacifist, but managed not to wince. "Maybe I'll pay him a visit sometime? I don't know many people in the Technical Division." She wondered how support from them would pan out.
[13:32] <Isaiah> "Mmm…" Murmured Isaiah to himself. He was, generally speaking, being pretty quiet.-
[13:32] <Dorian> ["The Technical Division are a busy lot. I'm sure they don't have time to entertain your fancies, Miss Zhang." Said Alexandre curtly.]
[13:35] <Yanmei> "That's for them to decide," she said pleasantly. "Unlike certain other people in this car, I don't see the harm in reaching out to people and being, well, actually friendly."
[13:38] * Isaiah nodded stoutly at that. "Yanmei's friendly and nice. Unlike -you-." Snapped the boy.-
[13:38] <Dorian> ["Ah. Well, that's all very well and good." Said Alexandre, smirking unpleasantly at the pair. "It's so good to see that Miss Zhang has the ability and social acumen needed to befriend people like you, Gabriel-Wei."]
[13:40] <Dorian> "Now now." Said Dorian. "Be nice."
[13:44] <Yanmei> "I'm not entirely sure if that's possible for Mr. Fontaine, here?" Yanmei smiled. "That was the point of this conversation, wasn't it?"
[13:47] <Dorian> "You will -all- be nice." Said Dorian, smiling, but with a sudden hint of threat in his voice. "Even you, Alexandre. You do not have any special immunities here." A cough. "Why don't you tell them what we were talking about beforehand?"-
[13:47] <Dorian> ["…" Alexandre gave Dorian a cool look, before turning back towards Yanmei. "We were discussing the strengths and weaknesses of the school factions."]
[13:48] <Yanmei> "Is that so? What did you come up with?"
[13:49] <Dorian> ["Hm." Alexandre steepled his fingers. "I'd rather hear your take on it first."]
[13:55] <Yanmei> "The odds are entirely on Windsor-Yamato," she said, closing her eyes briefly. "He has an excellent reputation, is insufferably charasmatic, and has someone capable of covering his trail should he mess up or take unscrupulous measures to win. While he claims to be a gentleman, I'll remain unconvinced until I see him in action."-
[14:00] <Yanmei> "He's… something of an intellectual, isn't he? And he's rather popular with the opposite sex for very obvious reasons. Compared to him, you and I remain the underdogs. To your credit, Fontaine, you selected a halfway decent running mate. Chevalier is a bit rough around the edges, but he's quite enthusiastic, and well known among those more inclined to sports activities."-
[14:03] <Yanmei> "He's a great asset. Maybe enough to carry you through this campaign?" She smiled. "We'll see."
[14:13] <Dorian> ["A fairly accurate assumption." Said Alexandre, with a wry half-smile. "Edgar is a rather robust individual. Furthermore, he appeals to certain, ah, elements in the school that I'll need…" Alexandre trailed off. "Malachi Ansel and Windsor-Yamato are a dangerous combination. Malachi Ansel doesn't exactly need any help with his lunatic plotting." Alexandre leaned back a little more.-
[14:13] <Dorian> ["What about your own chances, hm?"]
[14:17] <Yanmei> "Well, that's the question, isn't it?" She kept smiling, leaning back to mirror him. "I'm afraid I'm a newcommer to politics, and am still trying to find my niche. Presently, I believe I may be popular with certain fringe groups, but I'm quiet interested in expanding into additional territory."
[14:18] <Isaiah> "Oh!" Isaiah reached over, tugging on Yanmei's sleeve. He wanted to say something, but shot Alexandre a mistrusting look.
[14:19] <Yanmei> "Hm?" She leaned towards him, offering an ear if he wanted to say it quietly
[14:20] * Isaiah leaned in a little closer, speaking into her ear.
[14:20] <Yanmei> "Excellent." She brightened. "It looks as if it's happening already."
[14:20] <Dorian> [Alexandre watched this exchange quietly, quirking an eyebrow. "Indeed? I… have to admit, Miss Zhang, I'm not sure as to what you intend to achieve with Gabriel-Wei…"]
[14:26] <Yanmei> "Yes. Windsor-Yamato seemed very 'curious' about that as well." Her smile didn't waver. "He volunteered for the position, and has been a trusty and reliable assistance to me. That's all I'm willing to reveal."
[14:27] <Dorian> ["Hm…" Alexandre crossed his legs. "Windsor-Yamato remarked on it?"]
[14:27] <Isaiah> "He called me inept!" Said Isaiah, angrily.
[14:29] <Yanmei> "Yes, and it was immature of him, too," she huffed a little, folding her arms. "He managed to disappoint me terribly."
[14:31] <Dorian> ["Mmm. That is rather immature." Said Alexandre softly. "Well then. I hope he serves you well, Miss Zhang, although I wonder if your mind's in the right place? … Either way. I doubt it matters." Alexandre tapped his fingertips together.]
[14:33] <Isaiah> "…" Isaiah rubbed his neck, unsure of Alexandre's words. But he put a hand on Yanmei's arm, nevertheless, and with a smile, tried to convey a sense of 'thanks'.
[14:34] * Yanmei gave Isaiah a slight nod. "Um, my mind's in a fine place? And what do you mean it doesn't matter?"
[14:36] <Dorian> ["Because a pigeon is as good as a peacock on the Pope's plate so long as Windsor-Yamato is in the game." Said Alexandre.]
[14:36] <Dorian> "A pigeon is as- what does that even mean…" Mumbled Dorian.
[14:38] <Yanmei> "Ugh. What is it with you guys and pigeons? Nevermind. Windsor-Yamato's a threat. At least we can agree on that."
[14:42] <Dorian> ["Indeed."-
[14:42] <Dorian> "Well." Said Dorian, entering the conversation. "You can both agree that, unless he's taken out, Windsor-Yamato will win?"
[14:43] <Yanmei> "Are you suggesting we take him out, Major?" said Yanmei innocently.
[14:44] <Dorian> "Out of the running, yes."
[14:45] <Yanmei> "Quite a challenge. I wonder how we could go about it."
[14:48] <Dorian> ["……… Wait… No…"-
[14:48] <Dorian> "Yes." Dorian leaned forward, his eyes glittering. "Neither of you can hope to take out Windsor-Yamato one on one. But together…"
[14:50] <Yanmei> "…" Yanmei's smile took on a signficant edge, now, as if she was on the verge of grinding her teeth together. "Correct me if I'm wrong? But this feels like something you were planning all along."
[14:50] <Dorian> "Why would I do that?" Asked Dorian innocently.
[14:51] <Isaiah> "… Wait, he wants us to work together?" Isaiah's voice was distasteful.
[14:54] <Yanmei> "Now, now. I'm sure the Major will come up with a plan that makes us syncronize seperate attacks on him instead of… well, interacting with each other regularly." She gave him a bright and shining look.
[14:56] <Dorian> "Tsk, tsk." Dorian waggled his finger. "I'm afraid not. Political alliances only work if there's lots of cooperation~"
[14:56] <Dorian> ["You bastard." Mumbled Alex.]
[15:00] <Yanmei> That bright and shining look managed to darken without Yamei losing a grip on her smile~ "But someone as brilliant as you are could certainly think of a plan to make an alliance work like that? Right?"
[15:01] <Dorian> "Well, I -am- pretty brilliant. But I don't trust either of you enough to be able to follow through unless you work together~" Said Dorian, beaming wonderfully. He was genuinely enjoying this.
[15:03] * Yanmei scrutinized him with a sinking heart. It didn't look like he would back down…
[15:05] * Isaiah looked from Yanmei to Dorian, then back to Yanmei. No no. Were they really going to have to work together…?
[15:05] <Dorian> "So? Sound good?" Said Dorian with a grin.
[15:06] * Yanmei muttered something under her breath. "I'll… consider it after hearing the plan."
[15:07] <Dorian> ["Agreed." Muttered Alexandre.-
[15:14] <Dorian> [At that point, the limousine came to a stop. "We're here, sir." Said the driver, who quickly got out to assist Dorian.-
[15:16] <Dorian> A few minutes later, Dorian was outside in his sophisticated wheelchair, staring up at a restaurant. "Ah, it's been too damn long." Said Dorian with a grin. "Welcome to the Blossom Restaurant."
[15:18] <Dorian> [The Blossom Restaurant was… Classy. There were few other words for it that didn't sound dramatic. It had a footman outside, in a red uniform, who opened the door for guests. The exterior evoked a sort of Neoclassical feel, like one might expect from an embassy or … Well, not a palace, but a ministerial lodge at least.]
[15:18] * Isaiah eyed the place, moving slightly closer to Yanmei. He suddenly felt sharply out of place.
[15:19] <Yanmei> "Wow…" Yanmei breathed. And then composed herself. "Of course, it's similar to the types of places I eat at all the time?" She should have worn a more elaborate dress.
[15:19] <Isaiah> "R-really?"
[15:20] <Yanmei> "Of course." She beamed at Isaiah. The sort of beam that said, 'stick with me, kid'.
[15:21] <Isaiah> "Aah…" Isaiah blinked. He was, of course, more than willing to stick with Yanmei. What should he do, though? He paused for a moment, thinking over his research… "Er." He held out his arm, bent at the elbow, to Yanmei. It looked awkward. It probably felt moreso.
[15:22] <Dorian> ["The Blossom Restaurant?" Asked Alexandre, brightening a little. "I hear the Foie Gras here is pretty good. Nearly as good as some of the classier pre-2I places."]
[15:27] * Yanmei blinks at the gesture, than reached out to pat Isaiah on the shoulder. "Relax," she smiled at him. "You can act like yourself!"
[15:31] <Isaiah> "Ah…" Isaiah dropped his arm, where it hung at his side. "I just- I thought- that's what you did." He mumbled, his cheeks enflaming with embarrassment.-
[15:32] <Dorian> "Alright, alright." Said Dorian, slightly impatiently. "No more time to be lost. We have a booking here. C'mon." He wheeled himself through the door- the Footman springing to open it hastily.
[15:32] <Dorian> ["…" Alexandre rubbed his chin. He quickly followed Dorian, because honestly, he didn't belong with Isaiah or Yanmei.]
[15:34] * Yanmei lets Alexandre get ahead a few paces, as if she doesn't want to be associated with him, and then started off, tugging Isaiah along with her.
[15:35] <Isaiah> Being tugged along was good enough! Isaiah quickly follows on~
[15:37] <Dorian> [The inside was just was attractive as the outside. Quiet music was being played- the sort of easy background music restaurants like this had stubbornly done ever since the 1400s. It… Was, however, rather quiet, generally. Like many restaurants, there were plenty of empty seats, but curiously, less so than in other places Yanmei might've eaten.-
[15:38] <Dorian> "Yes, that's right. Lachapelle." Said Dorian, speaking to the Maitre d', who checked a reservations book. "Mmm…" He nodded, and a few minutes later, the party were all seated at a nice, solid table with a pretty red tablecloth.
[15:39] * Yanmei was feeling a little awkward herself, now, but was determined not to show it! Not with Isaiah around to be reassured.
[15:40] <Yanmei> "So what sort of wine would you suggest, Major?" she said casually.
[15:42] <Dorian> "Well, I'm having the de Villiers Bourgogne red." Said Dorian. "What about you, Alex?"-
[15:42] <Dorian> ["Mm. The de Villiers sounds good, but I prefer whites. Maybe a bottle of sparkling?"]
[15:43] <Yanmei> …why did a brat like that guy know about wine? Or Fois Gras, for that matter?
[15:43] * Isaiah frowned, with the unmistakeable look of a person who had spent most of his life referring to wine as 'Wine' and was now rather lost.
[15:45] <Dorian> [A Waiter appeared, rather quietly, at Yanmei's shoulder. "Are you ready to order?" He asked the table.]
[15:51] <Yanmei> "…!" Yanmei had barely looked at the menu by this point. Something classy, something classy… "Well, your fois gras is famous? So I think I'll have that." Damn. It was the first thing to jump into mind.
[15:57] <Dorian> ["I'm sorry, Madame." Said the Waiter, his voice carrying just a small hint of smugness. "The Foie Gras is only available on national holidays and Christmas Day."-
[15:57] <Dorian> [Alexandre beamed.]
[15:58] <Yanmei> "… I see." Keep smiling, keep smiling… She could give him a cutting glare at another time, when Dorian *wasn't* right there.
[16:02] <Dorian> "Just get me the Marseilles Boullabaisse." Said Dorian carelessly. "And a bottle of the de Villiers red."-
[16:04] <Dorian> ["A plate of the Moules a la creme Normandie." Said Alexandre smoothly. "And a bottle of the Sparkling Champagne."]
[16:04] <Isaiah> "Uh…" Isaiah had frozen up.
[16:07] <Yanmei> "Rosette de lyon," Yanmei whispered. "With a bowl of Le tourin."
[16:08] <Isaiah> "Uh, right! R-rosette de Lyon. W-with a bowl of Le Tourin."
[16:08] <Dorian> [Alexandre looked as though Christmas had come early.]
[16:09] <Yanmei> "…" Yanmei eyed him from across the table. Was that the wrong choice? Oh no!
[16:12] <Dorian> [The Waiter nodded, writing those down. "Is that all for now?"]
[16:15] * Yanmei skimmed her menu frantically. The things she had chosen for Isaiah would taste nice, but they were ultimately a little kiddy. She needed something impressive!
[16:19] <Dorian> ["The lady will have your best Coq au Vin." Said Alexandre smugly.]
[16:20] <Yanmei> "I most certainly will not!" Yanmei glared. Who said that he could order for her?!
[16:21] <Yanmei> "I will have…" she looked at the menu again. First thing to catch her eye. "Cervelle de veau?"
[16:23] <Dorian> ["Very well." Said the Waiter silkily, writing that down. "They should be ready in half an hour." The waiter turned on his heel and walked off.-
[16:23] <Dorian> [Alexandre snickered. "Do forgive me, Miss Zhang. I had no intention of misleading you with the foie gras comment, I just assumed someone who frequented these establishments would, ah, know better…"]
[16:25] <Yanmei> "Yes, well," she smiled tightly. "I admit that I wasn't thinking. I was focused on the conversation we had on the way here. Mistakes will be had?"
[16:26] <Dorian> ["Indeed." Said Alexandre. "Cervelle de Veau, an intriguing choice…"]
[16:26] * Isaiah leaned over to Yanmei, whispering something in her ear.
[16:27] * Yanmei muttered something back. Then softened her smile for the rest of the table. "Well! Major. Have you ever participated in an election yourself?"
[16:28] <Dorian> "Sure. I voted for Mazarin 8 years ago." Said Dorian dryly.
[16:29] <Yanmei> "Not quite what I had in mind?" She steepled her hands in her lap. "Surely your vast knowledge of the subject must have come from somewhere?"
[16:37] <Dorian> "Ah, well… It's observation, study. A bit of personal experience, too. As a general with the UN Forces, I started to sort of accumulate political weight over time. I started to have to deal with politicians- not just French ones, but, say, politicians in wartorn countries. I've experienced the wheels turn."
[16:39] <Yanmei> "Ah. I was half-hoping you'd say that you were an elected mayor of some city at some point, and that we were just unaware of it," she giggled.
[16:40] <Dorian> "Hah." Dorian snickered. "No. I -really- don't want that kinda job."-
[16:40] <Dorian> ["Well. I think you'd be a fine mayor. A fine president, even." Said Alexandre silkily.]
[16:43] <Yanmei> "Yes! I agree," Yanmei beamed. She wished Alexandre would stop sucking up to him when Dorian was wearing *her* election pin.
[16:45] <Dorian> Dorian was, of course, wearing both election pins. "I'm well aware of that. But I don't really want the job." Said Dorian. "I'm much more comfortable where I am now." He clapped his hands together. "But, enough about me. Let's talk about how you two- three?- intend to take down Windsor-Yamato together."
[16:48] <Yanmei> "Can't we just gather intellegence on him and work from there?" She smiled pleasantly at Alexandre. "You should leave that to me, by the way. I have a way with talking to people.'
[16:50] <Dorian> ["You can certainly talk, Miss Zhang, but I wonder as to the actual… Weight of what you say." Said Alexandre, smiling sweetly.-
[16:52] * Dorian clapped his hands together again, loudly. "Enough of that. Now, listen." Dorian leaned in, looking from Yanmei to Alexandre. "Even if you 'gathered intelligence and worked from there', you would inevitably find yourself having to, at least, befriend each other temporarily. You'd save time and resources if you worked together from the get-go, and I have a plan."
[16:56] * Yanmei didn't seem as if she was on the verge of apologising anytime soon, but she did focus on Dorian again, expectantly.
[16:58] <Dorian> [Alexandre folded his arms, but didn't say anything in the form of an objection.-
[16:59] * Isaiah looked up at Yanmei. He -really- didn't want to work with Alex- he remembered the walk that week, where they had intended to -damage- the others, not exactly win… But he listened too.-
[17:00] <Dorian> "Right. The first thing the two of you need to do is get together and work out, -together-, what Windsor-Yamato's strengths are. Specifically, how he can use -his- strengths to exploit -your- weaknesses. And this means being forthright about those, too."
[13:46] <Yanmei> "Our weaknesses?" She started to look a little gratified already at the thought of picking Fontaine apart. Then she realized he meant political weaknesses, and deflated a little.
[13:51] <Dorian> [A gleam in Alexandre's eye suggested he'd been thinking the same thing.-
[13:51] <Dorian> "That's right." Said Dorian cheerfully. "So- let's start, shall we? Who wants to begin?"
[13:53] <Yanmei> "I suppose I'll give it a try, since it's really necessary?" said Yanmei demurely. "Let's begin with that you have to offer outside your running mate. Which is very little."-
[13:56] <Yanmei> "You and Windsor-Yamato overlap too much in your school activities and probably your social circles as well. And of course, because he's so much more outwardly charasmatic and competent, he likely steals the spotlight from you a lot! To be honest, he doesn't have to do much to exploit your weaknesses and steal your demographic other than what he's already been doing. Too bad for you~"
[14:00] <Dorian> [Alexandre looked faintly ruffled at that. He rubbed his chin. "My running mate offers little, you say, yet no doubt he offers more than yours. Furthermore, your own social circles are as satellites to Windsor-Yamato's. Whereas he has actual charisma and oratory skills, you're a pretty face coasting on your fame. If your political campaign is anything like how you approach your piloting-
[14:00] <Dorian> ["I don't want an alliance with you. I would want to avoid the inevitable fallout of your mad collapse."-
[14:01] <Isaiah> "You take that back." Said Isaiah hotly, bristling in genuine anger. He half-rose from his chair.
[14:09] * Yanmei blinked at Isaiah, not expecting such a loud outburst from him. But she didn't try to restrain him. She just fired off her own comeback. "My piloting again? This is symptomatic of one of your other problems," she said calmly. "If you walk around acting as though you're more skillful than other people - when, in fact, the very opposite is true - there's obviously going to be backlash. Sadly, there's not much that can be done to correct the sour
[14:10] <Yanmei> correct the sour impression you've undoubtedly left on your classmates because of that bad habit. For someone who talks of charisma, you don't seem to have much of it, do you?"
[14:10] <Dorian> ["I wouldn't waste mine on you, Zhang. And don't you dare talk about skill to me-"-
[14:11] <Dorian> "Alright. Alright! That's enough. Sit down, boy." Dorian snapped, pointing at Isaiah. "When I said 'discuss weaknesses', I actually meant you would both discuss -your own- weaknesses. Goddamn you two."
[14:11] * Isaiah sat down reluctantly, glowering at Alex.
[14:18] * Yanmei huffed a little herself. "Well. I've mentioned my inexperience in these elections before. That would include finding the right students to appeal to and debates. I am certainly not 'coasting,' however." Hand over her heart. Sparkling gaze of sincerity. "I genuinely believe that I can benefit the student body, and am working hard to do so."
[14:23] <Dorian> ["Your time would be better spent honing your piloting."-
[14:23] <Isaiah> "What is your problem?! Yanmei risks her life to save people. Why can't you leave her alone?"-
[14:24] <Dorian> ["Because she does a poor job of it, that's why. She should step aside and let someone with actual skill take over."]
[14:24] <Dorian> "…" Dorian rubbed the bridge of his nose.
[14:27] <Yanmei> "Like you, I suppose?" Yanmei smiled sweetly to hide any ruffled feathers. "But if that was actually the case… wouldn't you be in the pilots seat already?" She shrugged, adopting patronizing tones. "Why don't you try to channel your jealousy into something more contructive. I bet it will make you feel better~"
[14:34] <Dorian> "That's enough!" Snapped Dorian, hard now. "Listen. If I hear another reference to piloting or the Evangelions again, I'll have you -both- scrubbing NERV HQ for a week. TOGETHER. Do I make myself clear?"
[14:36] <Yanmei> "… Of course, Major," said Yanmei quietly. Stupid Alexandre. It was his fault!
[14:37] <Dorian> ["Fine." Said Alexandre roughly. He eyed Yanmei with deep dislike infused into his gaze.-
[14:43] <Dorian> "Now. Let's do this, one step at a time." Said Dorian quietly. "Firstly. Yanmei, you mentioned your inexperience with these elections. How does that weaken you?"
[14:46] <Yanmei> "It means that I'm less likely to know the fastest ways to generate support and to spread information among the student body. I can wing it, of course, but that will either be wildly successful or a failure in comparison to my opponents." She frowned at Alexandre, wishing that she didn't have to say it aloud with him listening in.
[14:47] <Dorian> [Alexandre steepled his fingers, his mouth obscured by his hands.-
[14:48] <Dorian> "I see… And, how do you think you'll go actually 'finding the right students to appeal to'?"
[14:54] <Yanmei> "Trial and error? Going from group to group before determine what works."
[14:54] <Dorian> [The corners of Alexandre's mouth lifted slightly.-
[14:54] <Dorian> "What are you actually going to offer these groups?"
[14:57] <Yanmei> "Anything they want to hear, of course." She tossed her hair. "That's how it works?"
[14:58] <Dorian> ["May I, Major?"-
[14:58] * Dorian waved his hand.-
[14:58] <Dorian> ["That's a meaningless tactic. Everyone else is going to be doing the same thing, yet you can be assured that Windsor-Yamato is probably going to do it better. If you want to win, you need to find some way of making those offers more substantial than the other ones."]
[15:01] <Yanmei> "Hmph. Fine. And what do you intend to promise them?"
[15:05] <Dorian> ["I don't know." Said Alexandre, smirking. "So the first thing I am going to do is talk to them. I'll send Edgar to talk to his clubs, and I'll visit mine, and shanghai a friend for the other clubs. There, I'll ask them what they want, what they don't like, and what can be done to improve the situation. Then, I'll create solutions from that."]
[15:09] <Yanmei> "Well… of course? Anyone would think to do that." It was painfully hard to sound smug when she was being corrected. She almost huffed about it.
[15:12] <Dorian> [Alexandre smirked.-
[15:14] <Dorian> [At that point, a shadow crossed the table- the Waiter had returned, with two bottles in his hands. He placed them down, pouring Dorian a glass of his red and Alexandre a glass of his white, before departing.-
[15:15] * Dorian took the glass, taking a sip. "Mmm. S'good- you two want some?" He asked, turning to Yanmei and Isaiah.
[15:18] <Yanmei> "If you don't mind?" said Yanmei pleasantly. She remembered the stuff she had tried from Marianne's cabinent, and wondered if this would be better. In any case, she offered up he glass. "So. We fortify our weaknesses? Correct our mistakes. And then, what?"
[15:19] <Isaiah> "Y-yes please." Said Isaiah quietly, holding his glass out.
[15:19] <Dorian> Dorian poured the wine into the two glasses, before putting the bottle back in its ice. "Well, then you see how the two of you can cover each other's weaknesses."
[15:21] <Yanmei> "What?! Covering each other? That would make us a bit dependent on one another? Are you sure that's wise?"
[15:22] <Dorian> ["I have to admit, I'm not sure that's very clever at all." Agreed Alex.-
[15:23] * Dorian smirked. They were, at least, agreeing on -that-. How cute~ "Well, you have to cover each other, because you both have an incredible weakness that you haven't mentioned yet."
[15:24] <Yanmei> "You'll elaborate, won't you?" Yanmei took a quick sample from her glass.
[15:26] <Dorian> "Of course. See, the biggest weakness you both have, from Windsor-Yamato's perspective, is that you have to work together to defeat him. From his perspective, so long as the both of you -don't- work together, he automatically wins. The weakness is obvious- he knows how easy it is to set you at each other."
[15:29] <Yanmei> "…" Yanmei took the rest of her wine in a rather fast swig. "There… there must be some other way to work around that?"
[15:30] <Dorian> [Alexandre was wearing a very grim look.-
[15:30] <Dorian> "There is! Wanna know what it is?" Said Dorian brightly, leaning toward Yanmei.
[15:30] * Isaiah leaned in automatically, eager to hear.
[15:32] * Yanmei also leaned in a bit, although significantly more wary.
[15:33] <Dorian> "Quit the campaign." Said Dorian, with a complete and utter shit-eating grin.
[15:33] * Isaiah tilted his head in confusion. "Quit? But we can't…?"
[15:35] <Yanmei> "…" Yanmei glared. This was another moment that made her wonder if Dorian was enjoying himself just a little too much.
[15:37] <Dorian> [Alexandre sighed. "So what you're saying is, we have no other option but to, for awhile, work together." He said, eyeing Yanmei.]
[15:37] * Dorian nodded. He was still grinning as he leaned back, taking sips from his glass.
[15:42] <Yanmei> "Temporarily, at least? We're still opponents ourselves, after all."
[15:46] <Dorian> "Of course. I wouldn't expect the two of you to stay together forever." Said Dorian, with a smirk. "But, you can go back to hating each other -once- Windsor-Yamato is defeated. So- are we agreed? The two of you will work together?"
[15:50] <Yanmei> "If there's no other choice?" Yanmei muttered, shooting Alexandre a glance. "Then I guess we're stuck with this plan."
[15:52] <Dorian> ["Indeed." Muttered Alexandre. "Fine. I'll work with you- for now, Yanmei." He said reluctantly.-
[15:56] <Dorian> ["Marseilles Boullabaisse?" Said a sudden voice- the Waiter had returned, with their food. He set down the Boullabaisse in front of Dorian- a soup plate, with a rich orange broth, filled with shellfish and prawns- a plate of mussels in front of Alexandre- in front of Isaiah he placed a dark soup that smelled rich and warm, with a platter of sliced, thick sausage-
[15:58] <Dorian> [And finally, in front of Yanmei he placed a plate that contained upon it, four quarters of… Well, they were recognisably brains, next to a bed of asparagus spears. "Enjoy." Said the Waiter, bowing, before departing.]
[15:58] <Yanmei> "…"
[15:58] * Isaiah had looked sullen- very sullen indeed. His dark, simmering expression slowly turned to horror, however, when he realised what Yanmei had chosen.
[16:00] <Dorian> ["Ah. Cerville de veau. An intriguing, but rewarding choice." Said Alexandre merrily.]
[16:01] <Yanmei> "…"
[16:02] <Dorian> "Did they include- Ah." Dorian lifted a quarter of brain slightly, revealing a sort of pad of meat. "They put in the tongue, too."
[16:04] <Yanmei> "… How… how thoughtful of them." S-smile. She picked up a fork, and edged it waveringly toward the meal.
[16:06] <Dorian> [Alexandre's eyes gleamed.-
[16:06] * Isaiah continued to eye the delicious platter of cow's brains. He leaned forward slightly, reaching to pat Yanmei supportively on the knee. "It- it looks good, Yanmei. Wow." he said cheerily. It was his way of encouraging her!
[16:11] <Yanmei> "Y-yeah. It certainly does?" Small forkful. It didn't wobble around that much, to her relief. She shut her eyes, and in it went. "It's superb!" She announced, without doing much chewing. Or swallowing. Brrr. What… what the hell was she… ghhkk
[16:16] * Isaiah leaned forward a little. "W-what's it like?" He asked, his voice trembling with morbid anticipation.
[16:20] <Yanmei> "Like…" She chewed once. Ran a hesitanting tounge over the little chunk of cooked tissue in her mouth. "Soft. Meltingly…?"
[16:29] <Isaiah> "… … Huh…" Isaiah tilted his head a little more. "It… It's not… Gooey, is it?"-
[16:29] <Dorian> ["Oh yes. They usually keep a little nugget of blood cooked in the middle…"]
[16:32] <Yanmei> "Wh-what?!" YAnmei stared down at her plate… and then grappled for composure. "Yes, I'm sure I'll get to it soon? Er… how's your meal Isaiah?"
[16:33] <Dorian> "He's kidding." Said Dorian, snickering. "There's no blood. It's cooked thoroughly."-
[16:33] <Isaiah> "Oh, er…" Isaiah pulled his horrified eyes away from the baby cow's brains, instead focusing on his own. He took a sip from the soup. Then another. "It's delectable~"
[16:36] <Yanmei> "Hohoho. What an amusing joke?" She half-smiled, half grimaced at Alexandre. Then, to Isaiah, "I'm glad." Why hadn't she ordered the sausauge and soup too?
[16:39] <Dorian> [Alex and Dorian tucked into theirs, which was, of course, sublime. The food really was excellent.-
[16:39] <Dorian> "So then. Now you need to think about Windsor-Yamato's weaknesses."
[16:39] * Isaiah 's face fell when the conversation turned back to politics. More fraternising with Alexandre…
[16:45] * Yanmei didn't seem too happy about it either. Most of her attention was now devoted to the asparagus on her plate instead of the organs. "If it was that easy to pinpoint, we wouldn't need to work together to begin with?"
[16:45] <Dorian> "'Course not. Identifying weaknesses are one thing, actually having the ability to exploit them is another."
[16:54] * Yanmei glanced at Isaiah out of the corner of her eye. Was it worth it to spill the beans about Niles' enemies? Well… that was something they could hold close to their chests. "I'm not sure," she said. "Nothing I've notice about him is usual? Maybe Malachi Ansel. He's a very unpleasant person."
[16:55] * Dorian taps the table. "Tell me more about this Ansel."
[16:57] <Yanmei> "He acts harmless, but he's excellent at manipulating others. Why, on de Pteres' first day, he caused an uproar that had him fleeing through the halls for his life as a mob chased after him. Section 2, of course, was no where to be seen despite the urgent situation…"
[17:02] <Isaiah> ["I remember that." Muttered Alex darkly.-
[17:02] <Dorian> "S2 doesn't see any reason to get involved in schoolyard fun." Said Dorian, shaking his head. "But, hm… Manipulating others, you say? Do you know how he does it?"-
[17:03] <Dorian> ["He works for the school newspaper, too, but I really don't know enough about him to figure out 'how'."]
[17:04] <Yanmei> "Yes. The same for me." Yanmei nodded. "He's worth watching, though? Maybe filming?"
[17:08] <Dorian> ["Filming?" Alexandre quirked an eyebrow.]
[17:09] <Yanmei> "As I said, he's good at playing innocent. Smart enough to know how to cover himself too? So…"
[17:11] <Dorian> [There was a pause. "… Maybe Section 2 would help?"]
[17:12] <Yanmei> "Maybe! They have the equipment and the knowledge. Should I try to speak to their department head?"
[17:13] <Dorian> "You… Er, you guys are serious?" Asked Dorian dubiously. "Is this really going to help?"
[17:15] <Yanmei> "It depends if we can catch him the act doing something incriminating. And then if we can release that footage publicly." She beamed, relishing the idea. "That will teach him to get de Pteres attacked!"
[17:16] <Isaiah> "That's right." Muttered Isaiah. "Malachi likes to hide, so if we take that away, we can get him…"-
[17:17] <Dorian> ["Yes, agreed, Zhang. If we catch him being manipulative, Windsor-Yamato will have no choice but to drop him as an ally. We take Malachi out completely."-
[17:19] <Dorian> "… Man, alright. You guys wanna do that, you go ahead." Said Dorian, quirking an eyebrow. "Anything else?"
[17:20] <Yanmei> "We might as well extend survielance to Windsor-Yamato himself. Justifying it might be tricky, however."
[17:21] <Isaiah> ["Windsor-Yamato isn't the sort to do anything incriminating himself. He prefers having other people do that."]
[17:21] <Yanmei> "Then all of his dirty deeds will be done through Malachi. Fair enough?"
[17:23] <Dorian> ["Yes." Said Alex. "But, as I said, he can drop Malachi like an impoverished pigeon if he has to. Which is a victory, but it's not how we're going to bring Windsor-Yamato down."]
[17:23] <Isaiah> "I… Er…"
[17:24] <Yanmei> "Yes?" An encouraging look at Isaiah.
[17:33] <Dorian> [Alex and Dorian turned to look at Isaiah now. Alex wore a rather contemptuous sneer on his face.-
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[17:34] <Isaiah> "W-well…" Isaiah faltered, his eyes switching from Alex's face to Dorian's, and back. He looked over at Yanmei. "I… I…" He turned back to them. "I know that… There are some people who Windsor-Y-Yamato d-doesn't like. He teases and bullies them, and- and they hate him. I- I bet if we… We talked to these people, we could… R-rally them?"-
[17:34] <Dorian> ["Yes, but those people are people like you- dregs no one cares about~"]
[17:38] <Yanmei> "Oh, Alex, Alex, Alex. This is why you'll never make a decent President," Yanmei tsked and shook her head airly. "They're perfectly fine people, and it's that sort of uncompassionate thinking that made them turn against Windsor-Yamato in the first place. Do try to keep up?"
[17:42] * Isaiah had sunk a little into the chair, glowering at Alex. The boy's expression was… Despairing. He obviously wasn't enjoying this.-
[17:43] <Dorian> ["Either way, I feel I -do- have a point, Zhang. These people aren't exactly the sort the wider school population is going to talk to or care about."]
[17:50] <Yanmei> "And I feel that -I- have a greater point. Alienating your voters isn't terribly bright, no matter who they are."
[17:52] <Dorian> [Alex went to say something- then paused. He eyed Yanmei coldly. "… … …" He seemed to be struggling with something. "… Mmm. Fair enough. Nevertheless, I hardly think I alienate -that- many people."]
[17:55] <Yanmei> "Hm, we'll see?" She gave him a very innocent and placid look. "So! Who wants dessert? I'm sure the Major was planning on treating us to that too."
[12:42] <Dorian> "I don't remember ever saying I was -treating-." Said Dorian, deadpan.
[12:46] <Yanmei> "But why not?" said Yanmei sweetly. "You're the one who insisted we come here? Also, as a noble and kind mentor, it's practically your duty~"
[12:47] <Dorian> ["… You -are- treating, right?" Asked Alexandre, dispensing with the sweet act and just flat-out asking.-
[12:48] <Isaiah> "I could treat you, Yanmei." Said Isaiah quietly.
[12:58] <Yanmei> "But Isaiah, you're a student yourself," she said with a bit of surprise. "A meal like this would cost a lot for any of us who weren't brilliant and handsome supergeniuses employed by the most powerful organization in the world. Although the Major's paycheck can't come close to reflecting his true worth in the world, maybe it would be enough to save us from the brink of bankrupcy?" She gazed at Dorian, all hopeful and full of innocent optimism~
[13:02] <Dorian> ["Hack hack." Coughed Alexandre, managing to perfectly mimic the sound of someone coughing on poisonous fumes.-
[13:03] <Dorian> "Hahaha. Don't worry. I was kidding." Said Dorian, who nevertheless grinned at Yanmei. Even if she was being hyperbolic, he -was- a genius. "You guys should look at the dessert menus."
[13:05] * Yanmei repressed the urge to glare daggers at Alexandre, instead beaming at Dorian, and then Isaiah. "What do you think you'll get?"
[13:07] <Isaiah> "Oh, er…" Isaiah blinked. He'd actually known what he wanted this time. "I'll- I'll have a parfait, I think."
[13:08] <Yanmei> "That does sound good." Yanmei had, for the record, barely touched her brain-and-tongue platter aside from te few greens that had been served with it. "I may have one too."
[13:08] <Dorian> ["Aren't you going to eat your Cerville?"]
[13:11] <Yanmei> "Oh, well… I thought I would take it home with me? Lieutenant Amatore-DeForest loves this stuff, so maybe I could share some with her?" Sorry, Marianne…
[13:13] <Dorian> ["You're going to… Take it home." Said Alexandre, with a supercilious tone. "That truly is the epitome of class, I must say."]
[13:16] * Yanmei glared at him. "I'm sorry? I wasn't aware that I was supposed to be impressing anyone? This has been a casual meal among friends and… whatever you are. I'm sure there aren't any other objections…"
[13:20] <Dorian> [Alexandre beamed. "And I wasn't aware I was supposed to be flying. It's good to see we've both come to terms with the impossible."]
[13:30] <Yanmei> "What are you even talking about?" Yanmei shrugged, helplessly, more to the benefit of the rest of the table. "As long as we're talking about the impossible, maybe we should bring up your chances for presidency, even with this plan. Someone as uncharasmatic as you would never make it."
[13:32] <Dorian> ["Hah. It's an unjust world, Zhang- sometimes talentless people get important positions. Like you."]
[13:35] <Yanmei> "And sometimes talentless people don't." She smiled. "Like you. So I wouldn't say it's entirely unjust?"
[13:37] <Dorian> [A muscle was twitching in Alex's jaw. He aimed an angry kick at Yanmei's knee under the table.-
[13:38] <Dorian> "Yeah, yeah, alright, you two." Said Dorian irritably. "Hurry up and pick your desserts. Why can't you be more like Isaiah, here?"
[13:44] <Yanmei> "I already picked mine?" Yanmei pointed out. Still she tried to quiet down, avoidin glaring in Alexandre's direction again.
[13:54] <Dorian> ["I'll have a Crepe Suzette." Said Alexandre.-
[13:56] <Dorian> [The waiter returned, taking their empty plates (or in Yanmei's case, taking her full plate and promising to give her a 'take-home' version). He also took their orders and gave them a brief timeframe. Five minutes later, four desserts were placed down-
[13:58] <Dorian> [Two parfaits, in large dessert glasses with spoons were placed in front of Isaiah and Yanmei- a rather extravagant-looking crepe, with caramelised sugar, butter and a few raspberries, were placed in front of Alex. Dorian just got a far simpler caramel sundae.]
[14:01] <Yanmei> "It looks wonderful," Yanmei beamed. "Thank you, Major."
[14:02] <Isaiah> "Yeah. It looks amazing. Are you sure you're alright to pay for this?" Asked Isaiah.-
[14:02] <Dorian> "Don't worry about it. You kids enjoy it." Said Dorian, who was busy tucking into his sundae.-
[14:05] <Dorian> [Nibble, nibble. Alexandre was enjoying his crepe. "So, what sort of desserts do they have in China?"]
[14:10] <Yanmei> "Cakes." Yanmei took a spoonful of the delightfully frosty dessert. She didn't see an immediate trap, so she answered. "Tang - ah, candies? With lot of fruits and nuts in them. Also, jellies were pretty good. Like… gelled desserts?"
[14:12] <Dorian> ["Interesting." Said Alexandre. "Fruity candies sound rather good. Say, is it true that China invented ice cream?"]
[14:14] * Yanmei blinked. "I thought it came from America?"
[14:16] <Dorian> ["No, I don't think so…"-
[14:17] <Dorian> "No one really knows." Said Dorian. "Some say it was China, others say Italy… I mean, the modern form came from Britain or America. It's a very confusing subject."
[14:19] <Yanmei> "Is that so? Well… ice cream was expensive back home. Lots of sweets were? In France, there are tons of them everywhere. If I was still in training, I'd be in trouble."
[14:21] <Dorian> "I bet Marianne spoils you rotten." Said Dorian with a smirk.
[14:22] <Yanmei> "How did-? I mean, what do you mean?"
[14:25] <Dorian> "Call it a hunch." Said Dorian with a grin. "Marianne's the sort of person who'd just love to feed you endless sweets."-
[14:25] <Dorian> ["Does she?"]
[14:26] <Yanmei> "She makes sure I have a balanced diet! But… she also makes sure I have dessert, too." Yanmei drifted into a mutter at that last sentence.
[14:27] * Dorian let out a quiet snicker. "Don't sound so put-upon." He said with a grin.-
[14:29] <Dorian> [Time passed as four different dishes were enthusiastically consumed. Despite the somewhat inauspicious combination of people present, the rest of the meal went relatively- relatively- well.-
[14:30] * Dorian had just paid the bill- grumbling a little as he did so. It had been somewhat more expensive than even he'd been anticipating. However, he tried to put on a happy face. "You all enjoyed that?"
[14:33] <Yanmei> "It was wonderful!" She could feel the suger rush coming on. So much ice cream, and so little protein. Her uneaten main course rested in a styrofoam box on the table in front of her.
[14:36] <Isaiah> "I liked it." Said Isaiah, giving Dorian a smile. "Maybe we can home here again sometime?"-
[14:36] <Dorian> "Maybe. Did you enjoy it, Alex?"-
[14:36] <Dorian> ["I did." Said Alex, who rose to his feet. "But I think I'll make my own way home, if it's all the same to you, Dorian. There are some things in the city I'd like to take care of."
[14:36] <Dorian> ]
[14:38] * Yanmei brightened considerably. "That's a shame."
[14:43] <Dorian> [Alex affixed Yanmei with a hateful little glare. "Either way. I shall see you all… Later. Good day, Dorian." He nodded his head to Dorian before heading off, quickly.-
[14:43] <Dorian> "See you, Alex." Said Dorian, stretching. He turned back to Yanmei. "Well. That went rather well, didn't it?" He asked smugly.
[14:47] <Yanmei> "Hm, well, I've been through worse meetings," Yanmei admitted. "Your and Isaiah's company were lovely, at least."
[14:48] * Isaiah blushed a little. "You were lovely too, Yanmei." He said happily.-
[14:48] <Dorian> "'Course." Said Dorian, wheeling out of the table. "Alright. Shall we go?"
[14:53] <Yanmei> "Let's!" In a cheerful mood, Yanmei hurried after him. "You know, now that Alexandre's not around, you don't have to wear his election pin~"
[14:53] <Dorian> "I'm not wearing it because I have to." Said Dorian, winking. "Don't forget your Cerville de Veau."
[14:54] * Isaiah hurried after Dorian as well!
[14:55] <Yanmei> "Ah, of course…" Cerbille de Veau. She had been eating entirely too many weird things lately… Gripping it tightly, she follows onward!
[14:57] * Dorian wheeled himself outwards towards the car, getting in with some help from the driver. "So- just straight home, Yanmei?"
[14:58] <Yanmei> "Well, unless you want to do something else? We could go shopping, or catch a movie or something?"
[15:00] <Dorian> "Hm…" Dorian rubbed his chin. "We could do that…"-
[15:00] * Isaiah turned towards Yanmei, putting a hand on her arm. "Can I come too?"
[15:01] <Yanmei> "Of course you can!" she beamed at him. "Let's see if we can find a new outfit for the Major, here."
[15:02] <Dorian> "A new outfit?" Said Dorian dubiously. "Hm… Oh, wait. We should call Alex and bring him along, too~"
[15:04] <Yanmei> "Huh? But he just left!" Yanmei huffed.
[15:06] <Dorian> "Awww, you don't want to leave him out, do you, Yanmei~?"
[15:06] <Isaiah> "Yes, we do." Snapped Isaiah shortly.
[15:11] <Yanmei> "We already have to spend time with him for the election. There's no need to take him shopping too, is there?"
[15:11] * Dorian laughed. "I'm joking. I'm joking. Hop in." He said, grinning.
[15:14] * Yanmei obliged with one last little huff. Dorian seemed to be in oddly high spirits himself today. Aside from those moments when he was yelling at them before…
[15:17] * Isaiah hopped in as well, looking relieved that there'd be no Alexandre around to spoil the fun. He -liked- shopping with Yanmei. It made him feel refreshingly normal.
[15:18] <Dorian> "Alright. Let's go."-
[15:19] <Dorian> [And with that, the car sped off, down the near-deserted streets of Paris-2- to take its three occupants away from their restaurant and towards what would be an enjoyable, relaxing- and above all, entertaining day.]

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