The Quickest Way to the Heart(Private/Mature. Ceiro, Prof, and Emma)

Akihiro sat in the corner booth, with his legs on the table, and his head pitched back. His fingers tapping in tune with the classic metal that this place catered to. In all truth he was very aware how rude it was to keep such a large table to himself, but half the fun of a bar was the people you attract with your actions. Brave, charismatic people, willing to call him on his actions. Not at all like the boring individuals that so plague the streets he walked. Humming now, he waits, like a spider who had just finished his web. Little did he know.

Into the place waltsed Ophidia, sporting a casual ice blue, strapless, knee length dress with her wings pressed to her back and her tail wrapped around her upper thigh. Her short black hair covered her ears, completing the 'human' look. The only oddities were her bright yellow eyes. She had planned a date with Fissia tonight, taking her somewhere she has yet to earn any sort of reputation. She gazed around the place, looking for any sign of service. Unless you were rich, they didn't care about you here. She sighed, scouting the area for an open table. [color=cyan]"Hey Fissia? Looks like a long wait time... I'm going to try to find someone who looks 'lonely', mk dear?"[/cyan] She said, looking directly at a man sitting at a large, empty table.

Fissia, whom had, obviously, accompanied Ophidia to the bar, dressed casually. A light purple scarf around her neck, ankle length skirt, and a low cut top. She had already gathered that it would be a long while before they would be able to get a free table, so she nodded to Ophidia calmly. "Find a nice one for us, eh?~" She said, waving Ophidia off as her eyes also swiveled toward the obviously charismatic young man taking up an entire table.

Akihiro still held no notice to those around him. He didn't even bother to look at the other customer. If he attracted someone like that if would defeat the purpose after all. He wanted an individual for company tonight. Preferably one that hadn't heard of him. His finger was no longer in sway with the song, and instead, tapped impatiently on the wooden booth he sat in.

Ophidia took a few steps before being stopped, telling the waiter she was late for a date, then making hwr way to the man. "Excuse me?" She asked, leaning slightly forward and putting her arms together infront of her, making it appear as though she was accidentally pressing her chest together. "My friend and I were wondering if you'd like some company." She stated, looking at him with a gentle smile and soft, innocent eyes that sparkled in the lighting.

Now that she looked at him up close, she decided she had chosen the right man. He was ovviously wealthy and quite handsom on top of that. He looked rather unhappy and impatient, tapping his fingers on the table, but that could be fixed right up given a little time.

Fissia sort of waited off to the side for Ophidia to return, her eyes scanning over the other people in the crowd and doing things that she would normally do, like guess what color their undergarments were, or kind of guess how they acted toward other human beings, actually creating complex storylines in her head an- "Oooh, she picked a good one!" Fissia said under her breath as her eyes finally caught up to her girlfriend, smiling quite widely as she sort of waited to see how it would play out. But knowing Ophidia, they'd get what they wanted.

Hearing the voice, Akihiro lifted his head to see her. Immediately his face lit up with a jubilant expression. "To think one so beautiful would request me? How can I say no." He spoke, his tone exuding the charisma he has amassed from his career. Obviously just a flirt. Convincing enough though. Ears, tails... Breasts. She pulls it off. Akihiro moved a hand to gesture towards one of the many empty seats. "Please."

Ophidia smiled, making a gentle gesture with her finger at Fissia. That was almost too easy. "Thanks. Your pretty handsome yourself. I'm Ophidia, and my friend there is Fissia." She said, sliding into the booth lightly. Maybe he thought she was an escort or something? Either wa she was sitting wth him now, so the plan had worked. She was a little curious if he'd noticed the ears, but even if he hadn't he probably would eventually.