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let's make a date

Who: Rakka and Raye.
What: A couple tries to go on an actual date for once
Where: Locke City
When: March 23rd

There were many things Rakka thought about nowadays. Certain things were more serious then others. Her developing Precure powers, Fougere and the Heart tree. The Doppelgangers, causing trouble for everyone else-- her run in with the Doppelganger calling herself Raye had left the Haibane pretty shaken, to say the least.

It had been a close call, but Rakka was just happy to be back with the Dians. She could have joined the others in Vegas or Europe, but someone had to remain here. Just in case. And she was fine with staying in Locke, even with the growing tension in the air.

Something was coming, something big. Rakka could tell. It wasn't a stretch to say that everything they'd been through must be leading up to something. Saretha's theory about the aliens and doppelgangers only cemented that idea in her mind. More and more recently, her thoughts drifted, thinking about what may happen in the near future. There could be a war, one day; a fierce enemy that she would fight against, alongside her friends....

Frankly these thoughts were... very stressful, exhausting as well. So she changed her train of thought to other things. Like, well, Raye. Her Raye.

And a thought began to form. She pursed her lips together, hands already around her phone.

She couldn't remember if Raye was busy at the moment; as much as the couple talked, Raye was someone that jumped from situation to situation. It was too late to reconsider, though, she was already dialing her girlfriend's number. The dial tone rung in her ear once, twice, then she spoke.

"... Hi, Raye. Are you there? It's me, Rakka..."

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She certainly planned to, and maybe see what she could do to keep it there while she was at it.

But oops, they're on the move again! She'll keep letting Rakka take the lead, letting the shorter girl pull her along to the snack bar, hands in her pockets. She gave a quick look over the options up above.

"Hell yeah, snacks are the most important part." Normally, she'd load up on everything but right now... "Just split a big one between us?"

If this moment could last forever, Rakka would be completely okay with it.

She was enjoying this little moment with Raye. It was entirely obvious that Raye was letting the Haibane pull her around. She probably thought it was cute. Rakka thought for a moment about how happy she was, being together with Raye.

"Hmm, sure!" She checked her wallet. "That sounds like a thing people do on dates."

A beat.

"And maybe some kitkats?"

Yeah, okay, totally busted there, but she couldn't help it! It was cute! Seeing Rakka that excited, she wasn't about to rain on her parade by not letting her pull her around. Cute enough that she almost wanted to drop everything and just hug the girl right now... but now wasn't the time. There were snacks to get!

Plus, there was a dark theater with those fold-up armrests for couples waiting for all their cuddling needs.

"Yeah, sure." She said, that smile of hers never leaving her face. "Whatever you want."

Well, yes. Rakka had been acting extra cute this afternoon. It was only natural, of course! Around Raye, Rakka always felt a little better. They could have just hung out anywhere, and it would have been fine, the movie was an added bonus.

And so were the kitkats.

"Great." A beat. Her smile faltered a little. "Do you think they have other flavors then "regular" kitkats?"

Eventually they would manage to order everything they wanted. Rakka took the drinks, and stuff the snacks into her pockets, she'd let Raye get the popcorn and everything else. And soon, she was heading into the theater room and looking for a seat.

"Huh?" A blink. "What do you mean 'other flavors'?"

That was the question in the air as they made their way over to the theater, with Raye's arms taken up by popcorn buckets and a few other snacks wherever else she could carry them. You'd think they were stocking up on supplies for the least healthy road trip in the world. It was even a bit of a juggling act to hand over their tickets, but she managed.

"No way. There's no way there's wasabi kitkats, you're messing with me." She glanced up into the rows of seats, scanning over them. "So, uh, you wanna sit closer up front or more in the back?"

Subtle translation: How much attention do you actually hope to pay to the movie.

"It's totally real!" She stated, almost immediately toning down her voice as they entered the theater room. She lead the way, making sure Raye didn't trip over anything. "We have green tea ones, too! The blueberry ones are my favorite."

This remarkably interesting conversation about Kitkats would have to wait, as Rakka joined Raye in looking for seats.

She pointed to a few seats more in the back. "How about those?"

Translation: Not much.

"That's the craziest thing I've ever heard." And considering what she's seen lately, that's saying something alright. "I gotta see this for myself sometime."

But, yes, it would. She nodded at the seat choice, grinning a little bit. The theater wasn't too packed so that meant that they'd be pretty isolated up there. Plenty of room and all that.

"Looks good to me." She nodded, following Rakka's lead up and doing a surprisingly decent job at juggling her armload of snacks on the way.

Paying attention to movies is for chumps anyway.

Rakka giggled lightly, her eyes shining with excitement. "It's pretty normal, back home. I know! I'll get you some the next time I'm there."

Cultural discussions aside, Rakka was suddenly hit by a thought that sobered the mood. Or, it tried, at least. She tossed the thought away, just as quickly as it had appeared. Right now, she was content, here on this date with her wonderful girlfriend.

She made her way to the seats they deemed acceptable, sitting down and helping Raye with the handling of snacks. Was this unhealthy? Yes. Would she possibly feel sick tomorrow? Probably.

"Just in time for previews!"

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Fortunately, Raye was pretty much oblivious to anything that might knock the mood out of order. Frankly, she was a little too amazed at the idea of the plethora of crazy Kit Kat flavors that waited a teleporter jump away. Plus, there wasn't a whole lot that could really ruin her good mood being here with Rakka.

"Hell, I'll go with you. We can carry double the Kit Kats back." She reached over with a foot as they neared their seats, kicking up the armrest separating the seats. Which just made it easier to build up their wall of snacks and leave them plenty of space of space to snuggle in their newly created fort.

Which she was quick to do, leaving the snacks for the moment to wrap her arms around Rakka. She blinked, glancing toward the screen.

"Oh, yeah, previews. ... Shit, I don't even know what's coming out now."

Their cuddle fort would be a thing of wonder in the theater. Men and woman would cower before its deliciousness. At least, that was something Rakka thought as they finished setting it up, and she was drawn into Raye's arms.

She smiled, snuggling into a comfortable position with Raye and the snacks. "That's okay, I don't either. A lot of different stuff comes out here." She mused quietly.

Trying to save the world really didn't leave much time to look up previews on the internet. Oh well.

Rakka popped a piece of popcorn into her mouth, still not leaving Raye's embrace. She whispered. "Ooh, ooh. It's starting!"

It was the ultimate theater bastion of snacks and cuddling, and who cared if they were taking up, like, four seats with it? Sacrifices needed to be made!

Not that the theater was exactly packed. If anybody even noticed the two girls taking up way too much space up in the back, they weren't saying anything.

"Yeah, I know." She laughed, releasing Rakka with one arm just long enough to take a gulp from one of the bucket-sized sodas before settling in again as the movie started rolling. As it did, it didn't take long before her hand made its way to one of Rakka's wings, gently stroking the soft feathers.

If anyone was to attempt to invade their fort, they would soon find themselves at the mercy of their delicious and unhealthy weapons. But enough silliness, the movie was starting!

Rakka watched the opening slowly begin to roll, munching a bit on popcorn as she felt Raye's fingers brush along her wing. Of course, she that Raye knew how sensitive the feathers could be. It brought a smile to Rakka's face, and she snuggled closer into Raye's side, happy to commit this peaceful moment to memory.

"This guy knows a lot about zombies." She remarked quietly, digging a hand into one of the popcorn buckets.

She knew full well how sensitive those wings were, and how delicate they were, which was why she was as careful as possible with them. It had taken a little trial and error but she was pretty sure she'd figured out how to touch them in a way that felt nice, at least.

The way Rakka snuggled up to her closer seemed to be a pretty good sign of that.

"Yeah. Those're some good tips." She smiled as well, tilting her head to rest on top of Rakka's and continued to run her fingers through the soft feathers. With her free hand and her teeth, she tore open one of those Kit Kats. "Runnin' zombies too. Those guys are bad news."

Raye considered herself something of a zombie authority too.

Despite her rough and tumble nature, or perhaps because of it, Rakka trusted Raye the most to be gentle. She had already proven herself on that, several times over. And Rakka would be lying to herself, if the way Raye played with her wings wasn't adorable.

And it did feel nice, that was a plus.

Rakka replied with a soft hum, sipping on her own sugary drink. "The guy talking seems to be doing okay though." And here Rakka thought that only videogame protagonists in zombie games survived this well.

And then, ah. Oh. A jumpscare, with a clown. Rakka let out an alarmed squeak at it, almost dropping a kitkat. She knew the movie wasn't going to be absolutely happy, but a jumpscare was just uncalled for!

"Yeah, knows what he's doin'." She mumbled around a mouthful of KitKat

So far, so good. The movie was pretty alright so far but even if it was lousy, sitting here with Rakka would've made up for it. She settled in, and grinned to herself as senses honed from many hours watching many scary movies warned her of an approaching jump scare. Probably a zombie jumping out of somewhere, no big-

A few other people in the audience joined Rakka in reacting. There were a few jumps, a few more squeaks of surprise, and Raye....

Well, Raye Satterfield does not squeak, so there's that. But Rakka would probably end up jostled a bit as Raye jumped in her seat, arms and legs flying up in front of her half-defensively and half to cover her eyes while she shrieked....

... Like a girl.

It wasn't entirely true that Rakka picked this movie simply on a whim. It was a zombie movie, and usually, even funny zombie movies had scary moments. Surely, it would make the perfect opportunity to snuggle with Raye, her girlfriend protecting her from the scary things on the screen. How romantic would that be....

But that wasn't going to happen. Rakka was freaked out by it, as much as she would have been by any jumpscare she'd watch on youtube behind a blanket. She was not expecting to be jostled in her seat, snacks sent flying through the air by Raye jumping and... shrieking?

Truthfully, that reaction was even scarier then the jumpscare. "R-raye! Are y-you okay? What's wrong?!"

Was it aliens?! Something she couldn't see attacking them?!

It wasn't a bad plan, really. One Raye would have happily played her role in. After all, she'd been watching movies that were way scarier and way more gory than this since she was a kid but that didn't really seem like Rakka's type of movie. It could've been a good chance for some quality snuggling.

Until that stupid thing had shown up on the screen, with its horrible smile and crazed look in its eyes.

Snacks went up in the air and fell back down. Not that Raye noticed with her hands over her eyes. She heard Rakka's voice, heard the movie carry on and slowly chanced a peek over her fingers to see things back to normal. She gulped, slowly lowered her hands and answered.

"Nothing. I'm okay." She tried to keep her voice from shaking too much. With mixed results.

Before Rakka's eyes, the snacks flew through the air, raining down in slow motion. They were so young... and probably delicious. In the far-off distance, Ave Maria played.

But enough of that silliness. Something more important had caught Rakka's attention, as well as her concern. She frowned, gazing at Raye. For now, the movie was temporarily forgotten.

"Raye... You screamed." Rakka whispered. The sound was still ringing in her mind, and Raye's attempt at consoling her did little to help. "... you sounded scared."

The snacks were too beautiful for this world. Too good, too pure.

For now though, Raye looked back at Rakka for a moment before shifting her eyes away. She hadn't... screamed, really. Well, okay, maybe a little. Sort of. She frowned a little bit, straightening in her seat and clearing her throat in a quest to reclaim a little dignity.

The dark theater helped with that a little, since it was hard to make out the red spreading across her face.

"I-it's no big deal or anything. It was just... uh..." she whispered back, paused for a moment and then the next part came out in an even lower, quick mumble, "I'mkindascaredofclownsisall... alittle."

They would be missed. And possibly refilled at the concession stand.

The dark was slightly negated by Rakka's halo, which cast a soft glow on the both of them. It wasn't much, just enough for her to notice the red on Raye's face and look a little closer as she adverted her gaze.

She would be the only other person in the theater to hear Raye's quick mumbling. And it took a moment before the words clicked in Rakka's mind. Then, her eyes widened. "Raye..."

Yup, now she was really concerned. Rakka leaned over and wrapped an arm around Raye's arm. Even in the darkness of the theater, it was likely Raye could see the apologetic look on her face.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Raye. I didn't know that was in the movie..." She paused, frowning a little. "...Or that you were afraid of clowns."

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Maybe it was a silly thing to get embarrassed over... but then, if you asked her it was a silly thing to get scared over. She couldn't really be blamed for feeling a little defensive about it... after all, who wouldn't laugh at the tough, scary girl losing her shit over some guy in some makeup?

So, she blinked a bit when she felt Rakka lean over again and take her arm, looking back at her. Well, she never thought Rakka would laugh at her, of course, but she hadn't expected her to look so... sorry. It was at least enough to get a small laugh from her as she leaned forward to kiss her forehead.

"It's fine. I'm really okay." She shrugged. "Besides, it's not like I went around telling anyone about it."

Rakka wasn't losing her shit over it, quite the opposite, really. She was shocked, obviously, how could she not be? Her big, tough girlfriend had a fear of clowns. Of course, she understood why she wouldn't say anything about it.

And it wasn't as though it was really Rakka's fault... not that that stopped her from feeling at least a little bad about it. But then she heard Raye's subtle laughter, and felt her kiss her forehead. It got her to feel better, a bit.

"...Okay, if you say so." She trusted her. It didn't mean she would stop leaning against Raye, though. There had to be a good snuggling position again. "I just never imagined... clowns."

There really did. She was already feeling enough like a goof for freaking out and snuggling was a good way to get past that. Of course, the arm closest the Rakka was currently taken up so she shifted a little, turning toward her to move her free arm to Rakka's shoulders.

"Yeah." She shrugged a little, glancing away again. "It's just some crap from when I was a kid. It's kinda stupid now, I guess, after everything."

"Hmm..." As Raye glanced away, Rakka took the opportunity to peck Raye on the cheek. Also, the hand attached to the arm wrapped around Raye's arm, crept down to slide her fingers between Raye's. "That's okay. I mean, I'm scared of a lot of stuff, and some of it's silly."

Some of it's not. But that's only natural in her opinion.

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