[ That's a polite way of putting what happened to them at the so called 'camp', but Ritsuka won't argue with him. She's glad to put it behind her, even though she can't help but be wary of how they were simply welcomed back with no question after escaping... ]
Well, there's always White Day next month... Unless they decide to lock everyone up again.
[ Okay, so she's still slightly upset about that. ]
But you don't need to worry about it, since I wasn't able to get you anything... Although if you don't mind it being late, I'd be happy to make it up to you for Valentine's this year!
[ He almost asks what White Day is, but that would be changing the topic from his initial idea. A certain goal that he feels should most definitely be achieved— sooner rather than later. ]
If that is the case, why don’t you make it up to me now? I have a favor that I would like you to fulfill.
[ She's a little taken aback at how sudden it is, but... Well, why not? It's not like she has anything else to do at the moment - and she did promise to make it up to him. ]
Sure! Is there anything you want me to bring?
[ Is it chocolates? Does he want her to make chocolate for him right now? ]
[ Although when she hangs up, she realizes - was she just asked out on a date? It sure sounds like one, but on the other hand, she can't really imagine Ozymandias going on a regular date. Still, if he's asking her to meet up with him at the Vesuvian, then he probably isn't expecting her to make chocolates in his kitchen... although Ritsuka quietly makes a mental note to still find some time to gift them to the pharaoh later, once she makes some.
Still, she feels like she can't just show up in her usual Chaldea uniform and she should make some effort to dress up even though it was probably nothing. Two hours and fifty minutes later, she's standing in front of the agreed meeting spot, smoothing down the front of the cute dress she's wearing, although it's a bit shorter than what she'd like. Not that she really has much a choice, given how limited her wardrobe was, but it's not every day that you're called out by a famous Egyptian legend.
As she waits, Ritsuka can't help but idly wonder what sort of ideas Ozymandias might have in mind. ]
[ Ritsuka is kept waiting for a few minutes, before Ozymandias comes into full view after spinning himself past a revolving door. Normally, he wouldn’t spare her outfit more than a second glance, but this is somewhat different. Capturing her in his gaze, he withholds the upcoming litany of comments, drinking in the sight of a woman on the cusp of being fully grown. A thrill runs up his spine. ]
You have arrived on time. [ He remarks, tone not betraying any hint that he is overly impressed. Rather, he is simply glad she met certain expectations that he figures are so commonplace they should go without saying. Such societal niceties tend to be frequently ignored by others, namely one Pharaoh who is a weight of gold himself, and hypocritical to the extreme. ] How surprising, when taking into consideration the effort that you have so dutifully poured into your appearance.
[ Once facing forward, he steps so that they are standing side by side. About to guide her to their destination, Ozymandias makes an offhand remark: ]
It is somewhat unnecessary with what I have planned next, but your feelings have not gone unnoticed. Now— we shall test how sensitive you are to heat.
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Well, there's always White Day next month... Unless they decide to lock everyone up again.
[ Okay, so she's still slightly upset about that. ]
But you don't need to worry about it, since I wasn't able to get you anything... Although if you don't mind it being late, I'd be happy to make it up to you for Valentine's this year!
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[ He almost asks what White Day is, but that would be changing the topic from his initial idea. A certain goal that he feels should most definitely be achieved— sooner rather than later. ]
If that is the case, why don’t you make it up to me now? I have a favor that I would like you to fulfill.
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[ She's a little taken aback at how sudden it is, but... Well, why not? It's not like she has anything else to do at the moment - and she did promise to make it up to him. ]
Sure! Is there anything you want me to bring?
[ Is it chocolates? Does he want her to make chocolate for him right now? ]
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[ Ones that Ozymandias does not care to elaborate upon.
He doesn’t want to ruin the surprise, after all. ]
Meet me in front of the Vesuvian, in three hours time.
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[ Although when she hangs up, she realizes - was she just asked out on a date? It sure sounds like one, but on the other hand, she can't really imagine Ozymandias going on a regular date. Still, if he's asking her to meet up with him at the Vesuvian, then he probably isn't expecting her to make chocolates in his kitchen... although Ritsuka quietly makes a mental note to still find some time to gift them to the pharaoh later, once she makes some.
Still, she feels like she can't just show up in her usual Chaldea uniform and she should make some effort to dress up even though it was probably nothing. Two hours and fifty minutes later, she's standing in front of the agreed meeting spot, smoothing down the front of the cute dress she's wearing, although it's a bit shorter than what she'd like. Not that she really has much a choice, given how limited her wardrobe was, but it's not every day that you're called out by a famous Egyptian legend.
As she waits, Ritsuka can't help but idly wonder what sort of ideas Ozymandias might have in mind. ]
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You have arrived on time. [ He remarks, tone not betraying any hint that he is overly impressed. Rather, he is simply glad she met certain expectations that he figures are so commonplace they should go without saying. Such societal niceties tend to be frequently ignored by others, namely one Pharaoh who is a weight of gold himself, and hypocritical to the extreme. ] How surprising, when taking into consideration the effort that you have so dutifully poured into your appearance.
[ Once facing forward, he steps so that they are standing side by side. About to guide her to their destination, Ozymandias makes an offhand remark: ]
It is somewhat unnecessary with what I have planned next, but your feelings have not gone unnoticed. Now— we shall test how sensitive you are to heat.