Time runs OUT (semi lit MLP RP; accepting)

[just that lass]

Sarracenia
Why is he so red? Sarracenia thought to herself, not expecting a direct reply. Oh, darling, Sarra's demon said to her in a lecturing tone, He is, quite obviously, up to no good. Go find your Prince Charming Hana and let him sweep you off your feet and we I mean you will live long with him and prosper for the next 500 years that my magic can provide you.

Listen, Sarra said to her demon, casting a glance at the stallion Diemos, He doesn't seem half bad and I... Have been rather lonely with only you chattering away in my head all day. I mean, I love Hana, I really do but that can't stop me from making friends with other, uh, stallions.

Sarra smiled at Deimos, pushing her demon's unnecessary chatter out of her head. "My name is Sarracenia but I let my, uh, friends or, um, just ponies I know call me Sarra and you can call me that too if you want..." Sarra mentally slapped herself for being so socially awkward, she wasn't always this way; in her past she had been friendly and not an utter social failure.

[rem sleep]

Deimos

Deimos took a seat, finally feeling welcome at the table. There was a slight rattle of chains as his dragon sat upright, glaring at the stallion as if he'd done something foolish. "You're being immature," the dragon pouted,"this silly socializing you're doing won't do either of us any good. You're just wasting time." His tail swung back and forth subtly, "You're going to regret this." The dragon sighed a cloud of smoke, "tsk, tsk, tsk..."

Hey you shut your trap. Deimos snapped mentally at his demon, I can do what I please- last time I checked I had the legs in this relationship. "Sarra it is- Sarracenia is a rather pretty name." Deimos offered a kind grin, Besides, she's just a mare- what bad could come from some innocent chatting? "Say, do you know when the waiter will be around?" He gave his demon a light bonk on the head- er- one of them, that is. More as a teasing gesture to stay quiet than anything. "Not that I mind the discussion- it's just been awhile since I've had a good meal."

[just that lass]

Sarracenia
Sarra watched curiously at the interactions between Deimos and his demon, it was rather odd. They both had quite a nasty glare and Sarra could see the irritation in the dragon's eyes as it blew smoke angrily from its mouth and nose; Sarra couldn't possibly imagine having such a relationship with her demon. Sarra looked away from the scene unravelling before her and returned to Deimos's question about the waiter; ignoring the statement about her name being pretty as to avoid a blush.

"Oh, the waiter? They take their time here, it's rather relaxing," As she said this, Sarra stretched a little, her shoulders and neck were hurting from being bent over books all day, reading like crazy without even a thought of the real world. "So, since you're, as you say, 'not minding the discussion', may I ask why you look like you're about to go rob the nearest bank or maybe steal a filly's lollipop and feed it to your demon? If you think I haven't noticed that mischievous look then you are sadly mistaken," Sarra teased, smiling genuinely. Sarra had had a little brother for some time and was used to such looks since -- Never mind that.

[Deify]

xXxHana Tsurī
Hana finally made it to the dinner and looked around, seeing that most of the tables were completely filled, there was but one that had an empty space and quite calmly he walked over to it and smiled at both before asking permission if he could join them. "You wouldn't mind would you? The other tables are filled." He only recognized one of the two, Sarracenia, the other he didn't quite recognize. Which for him was odd, he tended to at least recognize other ponies. You're not going to invite him over for tea in the garden are you? His demon whom he called Amai questioned almost worriedly. Not now no. It'd be absolutely silly when we're all sitting here at a dinner. He responded.

[rem sleep]

Deimos

"I don't mind if she doesn't." Deimos shrugged and took a glance to Sarra for her say on the matter. "Fine, if you insist go right on ahead." The dragon slipped a devious grin across all it's snouts, "I could go for a lollipop myself." He chuckled, blowing a couple rings of smoke from his nostrils. The small beast had already coiled himself around the salt and pepper shakers defensively, as if they were some hoard of precious treasure- it was a bit of a habit of his, to say the least.

"Oh?" He snickered at his demon's remark- while the two might butt heads a bit, they got along rather well for the odd-ended pair they were. "Must be the eyes." He shrugged, "They tend to generally give off that vibe." He glanced back at Hana, his demon still blowing smoke rings from the center of the table. "So, if you don't mind me asking, do you two know each other?" He looked from one pony to the other curiously.

[just that lass]

Sarracenia
Sarracenia looked from Deimos to Hana and then back again. Sarra swallowed back her awkwardness and then reluctantly opened her mouth to speak. "Yes, Hana, of course you can sit, it'd, uh, be my pleasure since it's been so long since we've had a peaceful visit together," Sarra said, her voice wavering a bit. "And, we, uh, do know each other, Deimos. Very well, in fact. We're friends and sometimes I visit him and Hana makes really good tea and it's always so relaxing at his home." Sarra laughed at herself, trying to lighten the mood.

[rem sleep]

Deimos

"I can leave if you'd rather be on your own." Deimos said with a shrug, "After all if you two are friends then I imagine it'd be rather rude of me to intrude." His demon looked over at him and scoffed, "When did you suddenly start caring about manners? We haven't even got our food yet." The dragon huffed frustratedly, sitting atop the small pile of condiments he'd managed to gather. I don't particularly care about manners, thank you. Deimos thought, not turning his eyes to the demon despite his strong urge to give him another 'playful' whack on the head. Will you just hush? Being polite is how you get places with ponies- you can't be rude and expect them to want to be around you. So I'm trying to be nice- ugh, just lay off and shut your traps. Deimos again didn't turn, but he could hear his demon chuckling at him as if there was something incredibly funny about it. "Wouldn't want to intrude." Deimos shrugged, still feigning that he didn't care one bit when in fact he did.

[just that lass]

Sarracenia
"No." Sarra said simply. "Your company has been, uh, quite nice and it has been a pleasure to talk to you. Please stay; we haven't even got our food yet." Sarra smiled at him, hoping that he would stay though the thought of being alone with Hana at a peaceful diner seemed... Nice as well. WHAT?! Sarra's demon screamed in her head and she flinched. He offers politely to leave and be a gentleman and you say NO?! This so supposed to be your time alone with Hana and-- but Sarra was no longer interested in what her demon was saying so she secluded its angry thoughts in a corner of her brain.

[rem sleep]

Deimos

"If you insist." He sat himself back down comfortably, as he was preparing to get up and go- the pair seemed… interesting. It was quite obvious to him that she had feelings for the stallion- though he seemed quite oblivious to that, at least, to Deimos. "Well that's interesting," his dragon mused, still sat atop the small mound of table ornaments. "And here I thought they were a couple!" Deimos took a light breath, he'd quite honestly considered the possibility- though it didn't seem likely he'd acknowledge that it might soon be the reality of the situation. "Say, do you come here often?" He distracted himself from the stray thoughts in his head, "This is only my first time here, so I've no idea what I'd even order when the time came." Deimos shrugged- it was the truth! He didn't really go out too much himself, which is probably why others wouldn't recognize him. He generally cooked his own meals, something he was shockingly excelled in- after all living on your lonesome gives you a certain talent with the basic necessities.

[just that lass]

Sarracenia
"I come here all the time," Sarra hummed, "I usually get green tea or Cherry Coke but, uh, I'm not quite sure you'd like that." Sarra smiled, "We could always get you that lollipop, you know, as long as you don't steal it." Stop flirting! Sarra's demon snapped, Please, darling, save that for Hana. Don't flirt with Deimos in front of Hana, you risk his feelings if he notices! Sarra sighed inwardly, Don't worry. He's nice and Hana won't mind. Plus, I'm not flirting. Don't be this way. "Hey, Deimos, you could get some hot tea or maybe some black coffee?" Sarra suggested as she watched the waiter serving other tables and slowly approaching their's.