[ Jaime smiles back at her, so hard his cheeks hurt. He'd spent so long being the sappiest person in any room that it feels good to have it returned. That they're both on the same page. They've been so many places and have been through so much when the truth of it is that it doesn't matter where you are, as long as you're with the person you're supposed to be. Even through the fog of what must be the thrill of a new relationship, Jaime can feel that down to his bones. Ruka's one of the people he was supposed to be with, whatever it looked like. He's just lucky that she wanted to be with him in the same way he wanted to be with her. ]
That's what I meant.
[ Eventually even conversation between the two of them will lull, at least long enough so that Jaime can focus on their destination. Khaji even joins in for a little while, texting Ruka irately about someone online he'd gotten in some argument with the other day, groaning about inconsistencies in some system, chattering about holes he'd found in some games he'd been checking out until he too falls silent. Ruka will be able to tell where they're headed before they get to. It was probably easy to guess the whole time: they're going to Japan.
But Tokyo comes and goes. They sweep right over its tall spires and its ever-present glow to somewhere smaller, quieter. The place they land doesn't look noteworthy at all. The lights are infrequent and dim, populated more by small houses than it is by any buildings of particular note, an ocean of green bracketed by quiet rivers and mountains greeting them. Jaime lands in front of one of the houses. It's quaint and traditional, but otherwise completely and utterly ordinary, old enough that there's some visible wear and tear on it. ]
It's, um... I didn't plan anything fancy, really. If you wanna head to the big city instead, we can do that, easy.
[ When Ruka steps inside, she'll see that the inside is just as quaint as the outside. Despite him flying her halfway across the globe for this, the vista waiting for her looks a whole lot more like what any boyfriend would get for their girlfriend, or at least what their best efforts would be. There's a banner stuck from wall to wall with putty - HAPPY BIRTHDAY RUKA - a bottle of something bubbly shoved in a canister filled with what must be melted ice, a bouquet of flowers, a cake, and a bag that must be for whatever it is that he got her. It's something that he could have done for her at home. There was no need to come here.
He trails in after her. ]
But it's quiet here. And peaceful. And there's not a whole lot of people. The guy I rented this place from said that there's even a lot of cats that come by - he left us some treats, if we wanna feed them, and places to go walking, and places to eat. And there's supposed to be fireworks soon. And... I thought maybe you'd like some time away.
[ Away from so many people and prying eyes. No crises, nobody's emotions to have to attend to but her own, no flurry of everything like there is in cities. Just the two of them and the people making their quiet life out here, with nothing they have to do and nobody that needs their distraction. When he stopped to think about where he wanted to take her, he knew he wanted to take her somewhere familiar. As though they had met like normal people do, back in her home world, and they'd taken the train for a weekend away. Even now, they're surrounded by silence, save for the wind rustling through the trees, the quiet sounds of nature outside, their ginger footsteps against the mats lining the floor.
Maybe he should have done something truly spectacular. Taken her out for some eight course dinner and treated her to a swanky room in a fantastic hotel, where they could cheers on the rooftop and go dancing and try shopping in all of the best boutiques an check out the nightlife. But instead they're here. Just the two of them. ]
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That's what I meant.
[ Eventually even conversation between the two of them will lull, at least long enough so that Jaime can focus on their destination. Khaji even joins in for a little while, texting Ruka irately about someone online he'd gotten in some argument with the other day, groaning about inconsistencies in some system, chattering about holes he'd found in some games he'd been checking out until he too falls silent. Ruka will be able to tell where they're headed before they get to. It was probably easy to guess the whole time: they're going to Japan.
But Tokyo comes and goes. They sweep right over its tall spires and its ever-present glow to somewhere smaller, quieter. The place they land doesn't look noteworthy at all. The lights are infrequent and dim, populated more by small houses than it is by any buildings of particular note, an ocean of green bracketed by quiet rivers and mountains greeting them. Jaime lands in front of one of the houses. It's quaint and traditional, but otherwise completely and utterly ordinary, old enough that there's some visible wear and tear on it. ]
It's, um... I didn't plan anything fancy, really. If you wanna head to the big city instead, we can do that, easy.
[ When Ruka steps inside, she'll see that the inside is just as quaint as the outside. Despite him flying her halfway across the globe for this, the vista waiting for her looks a whole lot more like what any boyfriend would get for their girlfriend, or at least what their best efforts would be. There's a banner stuck from wall to wall with putty - HAPPY BIRTHDAY RUKA - a bottle of something bubbly shoved in a canister filled with what must be melted ice, a bouquet of flowers, a cake, and a bag that must be for whatever it is that he got her. It's something that he could have done for her at home. There was no need to come here.
He trails in after her. ]
But it's quiet here. And peaceful. And there's not a whole lot of people. The guy I rented this place from said that there's even a lot of cats that come by - he left us some treats, if we wanna feed them, and places to go walking, and places to eat. And there's supposed to be fireworks soon. And... I thought maybe you'd like some time away.
[ Away from so many people and prying eyes. No crises, nobody's emotions to have to attend to but her own, no flurry of everything like there is in cities. Just the two of them and the people making their quiet life out here, with nothing they have to do and nobody that needs their distraction. When he stopped to think about where he wanted to take her, he knew he wanted to take her somewhere familiar. As though they had met like normal people do, back in her home world, and they'd taken the train for a weekend away. Even now, they're surrounded by silence, save for the wind rustling through the trees, the quiet sounds of nature outside, their ginger footsteps against the mats lining the floor.
Maybe he should have done something truly spectacular. Taken her out for some eight course dinner and treated her to a swanky room in a fantastic hotel, where they could cheers on the rooftop and go dancing and try shopping in all of the best boutiques an check out the nightlife. But instead they're here. Just the two of them. ]
...happy birthday, Ruka.