Callifax and Rayna

[Nimaine]

Callifax waited patiently outside the restaurant. He knew he was early- it did not fit his personal code to be late on a first date. Callifax had gotten a reservation at one of the nicer restaurants he knew about in the city, the Trumpeter Swan. He read the signs on the glass front: 'no shirt, no shoes, no service'- a classic, and 'guests must remain on two legs at all times'- useful for preventing chaos. In the world of the canidae bimorphs, where the civilized inhabitants could switch between their anthro and quad canine forms at will, this sort of sign was to be expected in high class buildings.

Callifax crossed his legs, leaned against the restaurant's wall, and surreptitiously checked his cell phone to make sure there were no new messages and that is was set to vibrate. Being an agent to such high-maintenance types as beginning actors, musicians, and dancers meant he was always in danger of receiving impatient calls or texts from his clients demanding jobs. But Cal figured he deserved his weekends too. Not that he didn't feel just a little bit silly about taking his friend Liam's advice to try an online dating site, but Rayna seemed like a nice girl.

Callifax hoped she would be impressed by his choice of venue. Because, quite frankly, he found the restaurant's atmosphere a little too rich and stuffy even for his blood. He hadn't been born into wealth and privilege and he still didn't have wealth- at least not officially. There were all those checks and better yet cash from SPIE. Secret spy organization meant secret payments. Callifax retained just enough of his youthful rebel self to avoid reporting the income earned in this manner. If the government wanted to tax that money, they'd have to drag it from his dying claws. Or stop paying him so much. Whichever.

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Rayna looked herself over in the full-length mirror in her bedroom, once again, well, more like one final time. She quickly re-fixed her straightened blonde hair, biting her lower lip nervously. She was standing up on her hindlegs, in anthro form, because her date had messaged her saying that the restaurant they would be going to was some-what fancy. And even she knew that any of the higher-end places to eat in this town required all guests to be in anthro form instead of quad, to diminish chances of chaos breaking out.

Rayna quickly smoothed out her strapless dress, which was made out of silk, rooshing at the waist with a little sparkly gem pendant. It was a vibrant, hot pink color, matching the highlights in her hair and some of the markings on her body. Her, being a generally small she-wolf anyways, decided to wear a pair of matching heels to try to appear a bit taller, for Callifax's online profile had stated that he was decently tall in anthro form. Clutched in one of her front paws was a little, matching pink purse that had her phone and ipod in it, two of the things she could absolutely not live without.

Looking up at the clock on her wall, Rayna noticed that it was at least twenty minutes until the date she had with the cute brute she had met online. Her friend Alexis had convinced her to try the site, saying that the actress needed to 'meet someone'. She fluffed up her hair once more before leaving her apartment, deciding to walk to the restaurant. She hadn't been given the name but she had gotten the address, and it was only a ten minute walk from where she was temporarily living. Her house, okay, more like MANSION, was being renovated, because she hadn't liked the internal design she bought it with, and so she was staying at the penthouse suite of an apartment while having the house changed to fit her wants.

And so, with her heels clicking quietly with every step she took, Rayna began to make her way to where her date was hopefully awaiting her. The fae would hate to be there earlier then the guy, it would make her seem desperate and that certainly was not what she wanted. She was tempted to pull out her ipod while she walked, but soon decided against the idea, not wanting to give anyone around any ideas. You never knew who was around where you were, not in this city. The young fae's eyes brightened as she noticed the bright, white lights not far ahead that read, "The Trumpeter Swan", so THAT was the restaurant that she was finally going to meet Callifax at. The female couldnt help but be nervous, and bit her lip lightly, the closer she came to the building.

[Nimaine]

Callifax recognized her face right away (being a spy meant you had to recognize faces),and stood up properly to greet Rayna. His subconscious mind admired the way her dress showed off her her luxurious hair. His conscious mind only knew that she looked good. He felt confident in his choice, a black suit and a black leather dog collar. The suit was good for first impressions and he used it at his cover job. The collar was a form of protection from both strangling and neck bites in the four legged form. He happened to think it looked good, too. Just like the fictional spy James Dog 007's black spycollar, but whereas that spy collar had numerous tools attached, Cal's was just leather.

"Good evening, Rayna?" There was just a hint of question in his greeting, because he had suddenly lost his nerve as she had gotten closer and in better focus. "I'm Callifax. Did you have a long drive?" he asked, offering a handlike paw- better for grasping forks and knives then a true paw, and one of the advantages of an anthro form.

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Rayna took decently big steps as she approached the building, for, even though her body was somewhat small, her legs when she was in anthro form were nicely long and lean. Her bright blue eyes quickly glanced over at the male canine who appeared to be waiting for someone on the outside, and it was easy for her to recognize him. She quickly looked him over, a soft smile finding its way onto her face. He was even more attractive in person then on his online profile, something the fae had subconciously been hoping for but never actually voiced. His suit made him look very professional, yet there was something about him that just made her subconciously want to keep smiling.

"That would be me. It's lovely to finally meet you, Callifax." Rayna said, her voice soft and sweet, like it always was, yet at the same time there was a beautiful type of melodical purr (not like a cats purr xD) to it. She nicely took his large paw in her own, much more small and delicate, one, and gently shook his paw-like hand. "And no, my trip wasn't really all that long. My apartment is only about a ten minutes walk from here." She explained, her smile brightening a bit.

[Nimaine]

Callifax found himself smiling back at her without realizing it. His tail had started to wag slowly too, and then he released her hand as an afterthought. He gestured with his hand as he turned towards the door and opened it for her. "You live near here?" he'd noticed the big fancy apartment buildings nearby. Hard not to, really. They made him think of plush carpets like forest moss... and how difficult it would be to chase an enemy agent through one of them without doing serious monetary damage. "Very nice. I hate driving," he said conversationally, "So I chose to live in an apartment above my office."

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"Only temporarily. I am currently renting in the penthouse at that big apartment building over there." Rayna smiled sweetly, clutching her bag tighter in her hand as she gestured with her other hand to the largest building in the distance, the one that pretty much towered above all of the others. "I'm only living there until my new house is redecorated. I absalutely loved it but hated the internal design, so I'm having it changed." She explained, giving him a gorgeous smile in thanks as she slipped inside the building. My goodness, he was such a gentleman, something rare these days...

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BUMP <3

[Nimaine]

{Hey, I can't always get on the computer every day, and sometimes I get on for a little while, but am too tired to write a reply.}

"Oh?" Callifax asked, summoning as much interest as he could. Interior decorating wasn't one of his interests. "Are you designing your house on your own, or are you hiring someone to help you?"

He leaned towards the headwaiter and said quietly, "Reservation for two, Callifax SPIE."

Then to Rayna again, "Are you going for a modern style or an older one? The antique market can be interesting..." he thought of his latest mission at an antique auction house, trying to find a master criminal, but failing. "I hear," he added, not wishing to associate himself too closely with something he knew so little about.

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"Oh, I most definately hired someone else to help me. I just sort of told her what I wanted it to look like and left the rest up to her. I may be a woman, but interior decorating is so not one of my forteys." Rayna said, a slight giggle in her voice, and a warm, totally sweet smile on her face as she watched him.

"More modern, with maybe a few antique pieces here and there. Something definately unique, though. Since I don't really blend into the backgrounds well, I want my house to stand out, like I try to." Rayna tried her best to explain, though the entire concept was a bit diffucult, this she knew.

[Nimaine]

"Yes," Callifax had met many colorful characters, but "you do stand out." Her highlights and her fur markings reminded him of the type of Canidae Bimorph he had been attracted to as a teenager. Even though this brought back memories of the foolish and ultimately futile attempts on his part to attract their attention, it was still a draw.

Listening to her continuing comments about antiques and modern pieces, Callifax unintentionally did a double take. That Canidae looked just like Liam, he thought. What's he doing here? He's supposed to be on a reconnaissance mission. "I'm sorry, what was that?" he asked Rayna as he sat down in the table the waiter had brought them to. "I missed the last part..."