[h2]Fishstick Flirtation[/h2] [h3]New Melbourne, Day 2, Early Afternoon[/h3] OOC: By [@Yule] [table] [row][cell][/cell][cell][/cell][cell][/cell][/row] [row][cell][/cell] [cell][center][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5281589][img] https://i.imgur.com/66r372Q.png [/img][/url][/center][/cell] [cell][/cell][/row] [/table][hr] [hider=MUSIC] [youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r_sbYik-Jkw[/youtube] [/hider] Isaac managed to steal a few moments away from his siblings to wander the port while they attended to other matters. He loved Cyd and Mathias to death, but everyone deserves a little me time every now and then. Besides, there was this regtig oulike girl working at the port authority front desk who caught his eye and he didn’t need the two of them cramping his style. The last thing he wanted was the two of them rushing up and tousling his hair or pinching his cheeks while he made his move. Fortunately for him, they’d be too busy booking passage on Cap’n Cal’s vlieënde kis to get in his hair. The young girl sat at the customer service desk looking the very definition of boredom. She had only been on the job a couple of weeks and, between the [i]old[/i] pilots or decks hitting on her and the dreadful tedium that came with working in a port authority office, she was already considering quitting. Just then, she could see a boy walking towards the office through the double glass doors. A boy [i]her age[/i]! A [i]cute[/i] boy her age! And he was looking right at [i]her[/i] as he came in through those very same doors. As quick and as subtle as she could, she checked her appearance in the nearest shiny object that was facing her on the desk, which was the glass of the monitor that had been asleep from inactivity for the past twenty minutes. Isaac sauntered up to the counter, shifted his weight to lean against it which, in his mind, looked [i]incredibly[/i] cool. He gave a slight nod and a crooked smirk to the young girl sitting behind the counter and crooned an equally incredibly cool. “Hi. How are you this fine day?” The girl hid a stifled giggle with her hand. In the short time she had worked there, she had already lost track of exactly how many of those same old men pulled the same exact move. Normally, it was obnoxious as all holy hell and it was all she could do not to curse the old pigs out and send them on their way with their egos thoroughly deflated. But something about this boy, this sweet, awkward, dorky boy, in that moment made it charming. She held onto her composure to recite the obligatory “Welcome to the New Melbourne Port Authority of Pensa-” she couldn’t help but stifle another giggle, but quickly recovered. “How can I help you?” She finished with a large grin. Isaac started to work his magic. He’d seen enough of those action-adventure vids on Cyd’s cortex and the young girl’s smile told him he was nailing it. “Name’s Isaac.” He purred. “What’s yours?” The girl blushed a little, fighting back from laughing right in the poor boy’s face. She couldn’t believe he was still going on with this, but she bit back hard and held it together. He may be a total dork, but he [i]was[/i] pretty cute now that she got a good look up close. “Sarah,” she nearly snorted, “my name’s Sarah.” Isaac noticed how Sarah blushed before answering. He figured he was good, but he didn’t realize he was [i]that[/i] good! He masked his surprise and pressed the advantage. “Mine’s Isaac.” He returned the courtesy of giving his name. “And how are you this fine day?” Sarah blinked at Isaac for a moment. [i]Didn’t he already say that?[/i], she wondered. But then realized she never actually answered his question. Most folk ask ‘How are you doing?’ but don’t generally want to know the answer. “Fine, I’m fine.” She smiled before stumbling and then remembering her manners. “Uh, how are you?” “Oh, just fine.” Isaac let his response draw out like an old cowhand. He had nothing else prepared past that. Usually at that point on the vids, someone recognized the hero and a fight would break out. But instead of a fight scene, just more awkward silence. Sarah smiled nervously. Clearly, she was going to have to make a move. “So uh...you like to skate?” Isaac looked astonished. “How did you know?!” Sarah paused. [i]Is this guy messing with me?[/i], she considered. “Your...board?” She said sheepishly as she made a small gesture with her chin to the skateboard tucked under his arm. Isaac looked down, forgetting in all of the nervousness he was working so hard to hide that he was still carrying his board. “Oh, right right , right.” He said, nodding in time with each ‘right’. “Yeah, It’s...something of a hobby of mine.” He said, turning the cool voice back on. “You skate too?” Sarah gave a shy shrug and a coy smile as she shook her head. “I’d probably end up breaking my neck.” Isaac gave a reassuring smile. “Naaah...I could teach yo-” Before he could finish, Sarah sunk the hook. “That would be amazing!” She said excitedly. “I get off at five.” She added before realizing that she may have jumped the gun a bit too quickly, judging by Isaac’s deer in headlights expression. “I mean...if you’ll be around, that is.” She amended as she nervously tucked some wayward locks of hair behind her ear. “Uh yeah.” Isaac said flatly. He couldn’t believe how well everything was going and it took him a moment to realize he was just staring at the girl. He shook himself back into the moment and repeated himself, this time with more enthusiasm. “Yeah, No doubt!” “Great!” Sarah agreed with a grin. “Meet me here at five.” “It’s a date!” Isaac agreed emphatically before realizing he blurted out the ‘d’ word. He was about to apologize for assuming but since Sarah didn’t seem to object, he let it be. “So,Sarah,” Isaac leaned in on the counter, turning back on the charm persona, “you like fishsticks?” Sarah looked at Isaac confused. “Umm..?” Isaac rifled through his pocket and pulled out a handful of Vanderhull coupons. “Because I kinda know a guy…” he added with a sly smile.