The Mysterious Date pv Closed

Sending notes wasn't something Ruka had done since he had asked Flash to meet him the previous school year. It was juvenile in a way that he didn't fancy himself to be, but sometimes things just had to be done, no matter how out of character they felt to him. Sometimes, when observing people didn't really cut it anymore, things needed to be taken to new levels, no matter which way.

That was why Ruka had found himself dressed in a dark blue sweater and grey jeans as he made his way to the Great Hall for dinner. He had sent out an invitation to someone he hadn't actually talked to yet, but who he had seen around school, heard about here and there as well. Curious, how Ruka seemed to be more aware of the students in his brother's House than he was of those in his own, but he had no intention of changing anything about that. His own House was far less interesting than that of the Cunning and Ambitious.

Walking along the Gryffindor table, Ruka scanned the area for the person he was hoping to find, a small smile on his face as he spotted the boy he had invited to come and join him for dinner.

With a curious sparkle in his eyes, Ruka took a seat opposite the Slytherin, head tilted to the side as he mustered the boy. He seemed alert, like he was expecting this whole scenario to be a set up, and it made Ruka chuckle in amusement as he folded his hands on top of the table and leaned forward slightly to get a closer look at the boy in front of him.

"Dan, isn't it?" he asked, though he knew the answer was yes. "Don't worry, I come unarmed. Well..." Humming quietly to himself, Ruka pulled his wand from the left pocket of his jeans and placed it on the table, tip pointing at his own chest to make it clear that he wasn't planning an attack. "Now I'm unarmed. I have no intention of ambushing you." He let out a small laugh at that thought, shrugging his shoulders as if the idea of attacking anybody at all seemed somewhat pointless to him. "On the contrary, I was hoping we could get to know each other. Because we don't really, do we?"

Smiling slightly, Ruka lifted a hand in a vaguely awkward wave. "I'm Ruka and I'm glad you came."

@Dan Palmer

Ruka watched with a small smile on his face as Dan put his wand to the side in a gesture mimicking his own. Good, neither of them had any intention to attack, that was a decent foundation for this dinner at least. He would have hated to get food stains on his favourite sweater because of some wayward spells gone wrong.

After introducing himself and proclaiming his own interest in getting to know Ruka, Dan seemed to be at a bit of a loss for where to take the conversation, which was understandable. The Gryffindor himself was no good at people and barely knew what to say to others, and he could only imagine how at least somewhat overwhelming the situation had to be for the other boy. It was at least something that he ended up asking a question at all, even if it most likely wasn't going to spark any deep and insightful discussions.

"I suppose they say the way to someone's heart is through their stomach," he said off handedly, chuckling quietly to himself before straightening up a bit and rolling his shoulders to ease a kink out of his back. Looking around the table, Ruka hummed thoughtfully before he reached for an empty plate and a slice of a pastry, gently setting it down in front of Dan. "Pumpkin Pie," he answered finally, beckoning Dan to take a bite. Not a dinner meal, maybe, not a meal at all, in fact, but Ruka didn't necessarily mind eating his favourite pastry for any and all occasions.

"What about yours? Are you the savoury, or more of the sweet type?"

@Ruka Burnett-Tân