5528/A Shepard's Date

A Shepard's Date
Date of Scene:	09 October 2018
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Battleborn, Batwoman

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Battleborn has posed:
    After getting done at the office, and getting back to her condo, Helena then tore through her closet looking for an outfit to wear, deciding on a long black dress with a slit up the left side, and of course, nylon hose and a nylon shirt to help obscure the tattoos she has. Finished off with braceletes, a necklace, freashly painted nails and ler hair left down and help slightly back by hairpins. Helena looks both classy, and like a bond villian.

    She shows up in the front of the hotel, right on time, in a black Aston martin, having changed her mind about five times throughout the day. Even being the Gentlewoman that she is and holding the car door open for Kate.

Batwoman has posed:
    Kate is waiting in the lobby - Her bountiful red hair curled precisely, her make-up about as on point as it's possible to get. And since it's something of a date, she's chosen to be a knock-out, and she's wearing a dress that's form fitting and deep red, with a daring slit that races up to her thigh. And once it's seven thirty, she steps out in a slightly exagerrated heel, red soled and jet black. A slender gold necklace hangs around her neck, with a large ruby adorning her decolletage.

    Kate places a hand on the opened door, smiling at Helena as she steps in. "Perfectly punctual." She observes with a smile.

Battleborn has posed:
    Helena smiles at the compliment. "Perfectly stunning." She says in a retort before walking around the front of the car, giving a wink and a flashy twirl before she gets in as well. "So, what type of atmosphere are you into tonight Kate?" She says with a smile as she leaves the hotel.

Batwoman has posed:
    "I try. What can I say, I wanted to look good for you." Kate adjusts her seatbelt, while keeping a watchful eye on Helena. "Hmmn... Candlelight, crushed velvet - I'm feeling like something that's rich upon the lips." A smirk follows, and she looks over at her date. "I have to admit, I did /not/ see our meeting ending in a date."

Battleborn has posed:
    Helena smiles, though keeps her eyes on the road, as hard as it is to do with Kate sitting there. "I know just the place, and I didnt expect it either, but there was this feeling I got that made me ask you out, hard to explain, but I went with it, and am glad I did." She says as they take a few more roads and end up in front of a very high class place, some itallian place complete with vallets and a red carpet outside.

    Upan getting out, Helena of course opens the door for Kate, and then slips the keys to a valet with a nod before moving to slip her arm around kate's and walking towards the entrance. "Sh..." Before she could say anything, the Doorman smiles. "Shepard for two, this way major." Helena blinks and tilts her head, trying to remember if this was one of the places she had a standing reservation, but keeps a straight face.

Batwoman has posed:
    Kate on the other hand is free to look wherever she wishes. "I'm happy with it. I don't get to go out on dates often, work is a nightmare a lot of the time." Kate shakes her head, and allows herself a laugh. "I'm bold, but I'm not as bold as you are. Thanks for that."

    Kate steps out delicately, and slips her arm through Helena's smoothly, holding her close as they walk arm in arm. "Oh. Take girls here often?" She suggests light-heartedly, before following along. "Luckily for you, I love Italian."

Battleborn has posed:
    Chuckles. "Actualy no, I think the last time I came here was for an Officer's Ball, I figure my assistant put the reservation in for me." She could swear the man was a telepath or somthing. They are taken to a corner table with a perfect view of the stage and dance floor, soft itallian music playing as the somallier asks about drinks. Helena of course orders a bottle of wine.

If I have to much of this, you might have to drive." She says with a smile, well, at least she is smart about it.

Batwoman has posed:
    Kate takes a seat where she's indicated, and has a glance at the wine list before a bottle is ordered for them. A light shrug, "We can always organise another way back if we both drink too much." Legs crossed delicately, her fingers pluck at her napkin for a moment before she asks. "So, Helena... You said you were half-asgardian?"

Battleborn has posed:
    "We could." Helena says with a smile and pours Kate a glass before pouring one for herself. "Yep, My mother was... is, a Valkyrie, came to earth and met my father, never went back." She says with a smile. "Even though new asgard is in norway... I kinda havent quite gotten the time to go and see them." She says, taking a sip of her wine, part of her doesn;t have the nerve, she can handle a hail of bullets, but a part of her 'family' she hasent met and she doesn;t even know if she wants to.