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[yinyangwizard]

Seimei is waiting at the end of the Bar, as he told Mac he would be when they fixed the date for their, well, date. He's dressed in his usual black suit-and-sneakers ensemble: it's to be a casual-dress outing.

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[q_in_training]

This is probably one of the best night's Mac's had in...

Well. A while. And it's kind of hard to put into words what a relief that is: that not only was it an awesome night, but an awesome night with somebody she barely knew.

That's even rarer.

She fidgets with her bags a little, and her smile is shy but grateful. "Thanks for all this. Uh, again," she says. "I had a really great time."

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"Ah, good. That was after all the point of the whole exercise." Seimei lifts her hand and kisses it. "I hope that we might do something like this again some time. If I can find something to top Akihabara. And if you're willing, of course."

[q_in_training]

"Oh, um -- "

All Mac does for a second is blink at her hand, awash in an unexpected and pretty freakin' strong wave of guilt. When she looks up to meet Seimei's eyes, there's another second where, just for an instant, Sam's standing there instead.

Her smile's suddenly gotten a lot more hesitant.

"Sure. Um. As -- " Why should this matter? Nevertheless, it comes tumbling out: "It's cool if it's a friend thing though, right?"

(A friend thing. God, what is she, thirteen? And it's not like she and Sam are even --

(God.)

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Seimei sighs melodramatically. "I suppose it means I will have to pine away for you," he says, obviously not serious. "I'll have to decide whether to exile myself in a faraway province and compose sad music and poetry, or shave my head and become a Buddhist monk."

Realizing that Mac might not actually find this funny, Seimei takes himself to more sincere ground. "It's all right. Your friendship would be much valued. Although, of course, if you should ever decide to change your mind..."

[q_in_training]

Despite her nerves, Mac rolls her eyes good-naturedly at his melodrama; at the next, though, the uncertainty fades into something very much like relief.

"We'll see what happens," she finishes, smile firming up as she shrugs. As she readjusts her hold on her bags: "And I'll see you soon."

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"I hope so. Remember to bring me your old laptop for Nibu-san, and I will be sure to get it back to him."