wipesfaith | 04 [written/action]

[Classic incognito message, with the picture blocked out and everything; he even makes an attempt to disguise his handwriting, which he forgets after the first three words.]

Say you want to ask a girl out. How do you go about doing that?

Girls like flowers, right?

[See, there's actually a lot of consideration that goes into this. For a guy with a faulty brain-to-mouth filter and a do-or-die attitude, the amount of waffling here is...strange, maybe. But everyone's a walking contradiction. He has some ideas, along with maybe ten different speeches that he's mentally mapped out over the past three years and never planned on actually using, but second- and third-guessing himself leads to this pandering for advice...thing. He's pretty sure it's lame, but... It couldn't hurt, right?

Okay, so maybe he's just procrastinating.]

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[Anonymous dweebiness aside, Jean goes about his day as usual. Training at the Battle Dome; going to school; taking care of his horse at the stables, and taking him out for a ride into the woods; and checking the General Store for some...supplies, art supplies. Don't ask, don't tell.]

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[He still hasn't seen the ocean, and he knows Marco would want to go too, so it might be a betrayal (brotrayal) to take a girl there (not just any girl, Mikasa) just to impress her. But the idea is tempting enough to linger in the back of his mind, spawning self-indulgent fantasies of how awed she would be.]

You think sandwiches will be good enough?

Sandwiches are always good for a picnic. I'd bring a snack on the side too, fresh fruit or vegetables are always good. Something to drink too.

I'll keep that in mind. [Food, walking, talking. Alright. He can do this, he can totally do this.]

So what do I say to her? To ask her out, I mean. [Aside from something like, "Hey, I like you. Please willingly subject yourself to spending time with me." Straightforwardness is his specialty, but it can't be as easy as that, can it?]

I think a simple approach is best. Something as simple as "will you go out with me?" can work. You don't have to make it a big song and dance. Sincerity goes a long way. So does being yourself.

['Genius?' Good thing this wasn't video, or Jean might have noticed the brief blushing...]

It does, but just as there are people who prefer cats over dogs or don't like animals period, girls can be the same about flowers. It takes knowing her a little.

[Okay, so maybe it can be as easy as that. He feels like a moron for fumbling through so many dumb questions, and maybe he's over-thinking it all, but...he just wants to do this right. He won't mess up what could easily be his only chance.]

Simple is better. That doesn't sound too hard.

[Wow, gay. Don't take a throw-away compliment so literally - he's just desperate for all the help he can get with this.]

Right. I've known her for a while but I still feel like I don't know her all that well. That's kinda why I want to do this.

[Dude. No need to be rude.]

I'm also a married mouse, but if you don't want my advice...

Poetry, if done properly can work wonders.

Step one, put a hole in a box.

You just ask her. [It's easy, okay. Though, the asker's probably already received that answer quite a bit... Hmm.

All right.] Make sure you go somewhere she'll enjoy, don't assume that just because you've gone out on one date that you're official or that she reciprocates your feelings, and if you really want to give her a gift you should get her something she actually likes -- if you don't think she's the kind of person to like flowers, I mean.

Yes! It should remind you of her or of your heart's feelings. Those are the most appropriate!!

You know, love is very much like a cat. if you are not swift and decisive, it may flee from you!! Forever!!!! I assume that you are in the springtime of your youth, so that is why you must act quickly to seize your chance!

You must find an area that has an atmosphere of romance. One of the best places here is the cherry blossom hill!! It is the perfect season for them, after all.

Take it slow. Consider the timing too. And if she says no, don't press it.

Send her a picture of you licking the end of your own nose.

[Just go ahead and think about that.]

Don't take a mile when she gives an inch. Respect her personal space, too. Don't act clingy or like you're all that, either.

[She's trying to be helpful, really! She's giving you all the ways to not be a playboy. That's ultra helpful. Who would want to be like Touga, anyway?]

Edited 2014-05-17 03:56 (UTC)

[Not. Convinced. Maybe it's because he's so excited.]

Are you sure? Because I could give you some suggestions...

And what if I don't know a thing about poetry except that it's supposed to rhyme?

Edited (I can totally spell things) 2014-05-17 04:08 (UTC)

[Gai can't resist the urge to cover up the image portion of his journal and respond to this. He was going to behave himself, but... well, he can behave himself when his name is attached to what he's saying.]

Girls really like that.

[Shockingly enough, he has no idea who Justin Timberlake is, so the reference flies right over his head.]

Isn't whatever I put in the box gonna fall out then?

[Gai feels vaguely bad about derailing things with naughty implications, but only vaguely. (The advice he offered WAS truthful, after all.)

Still, he might as well give some practical non-dirty advice to balance it out. No one can get mad at him that way, right?]

How well do you know this girl?

Cut the crap. You think I'm an idiot who'll do whatever somebody tells me?

[Buuuuuut he totally missed the dirty implications there.]

Depends on whether or not that somebody is a girl.

I concur with my esteemed colleague.

Oh good. A sign of civilization in this desert.

At least a few ladies ought to be pleased.

One of them is very pleased indeed. There's no ambiguity on that end.

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