Quiet Repose(Oliver)

[wilhelm]

Sitting in the cafe, it was oddly quiet this time of day, but thankfully that was the way he liked it. He knew that Oliver would enjoy the quiet as well, Wilhelm was an introvert for the most part, but Oliver just tended to stick to his own in general. Taking the chance to order them both coffee, he remembered that Oliver took his with cream and some sugar. He was taking small drinks from his, and keeping his jacket closed for the most part now.

It would be interesting to see how Oliver's little date had gone, he was almost curious since he didn't hear explosions. It may have gone relatively well, that or he decided to make it a quiet kill. Wil decided that he would let Oliver know that it was him that sent the letter to Oliver and the other person. It would be fun seeing his reaction, he enjoyed to see the reaction of Oliver when he played little pranks on him.

Granted, not all of the meetings had gone well anyways, so it would be interesting to see where things led with the others. He knew his own was not such a pleasant experience itself. That person was a strange one indeed.

[Oliver Radleigh]

i want to play the game

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 425px; background: url('http://i1098.photobucket.com/albums/g368/RyuujinYoukai/red024.jpg'); border-top: 10px solid #000000; border-bottom: 10px solid #000000; -webkit-border-radius: 20px;][style= background-color: #000000; float: left; width: 97px; padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 10px; Padding-bottom: 10px; font-family: century gothic; font-size: 12px; color: #ffffff; text-align: left; -webkit-border-radius: 8px 0px 20px 0px;] Credit;; Ryuujin Tags;; Wilhelm Notes;; Here we go [/style][style= padding: 10px; margin-left: 110px; font-size: 12px; font-family: century gothic; color: #000000; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px]He usually made a point to hide away from people during the day Either not venturing out or sneaking around. He didn't enjoy drawing attention to himself... even more so when he wasn't in the best of moods. Last night was his 'date' with the female known as Miyuki, and he was less than pleased. Sure, the date wasn't terrible... but it was something he found himself unconcerned with. Dating was not his thing. But he had gone... due to being talked into it via the one man he respected - the same man he was going to meet now. Little did he know that it was this same man who had sent him the invitation. Clinging to his shoulder, the young, oddly colored Axew hummed as Oliver moved, entertaining himself as he knew his trainer wouldn't say much, if anything. He didn't mind the way the navy haired being never said much, as he knew Oliver was usually plotting something fun or keeping them out of trouble as they walked around. While Oliver liked to clash with other Gijinka... the Axew didn't find it as amusing. Spotting the sign to the cafe, Oliver strode toward it, his hands buried deep into the pockets of his jacket, one gripping a knife just in case... one could never be too careful. The thought had crossed his mind that someone may be tricking him - he knew he'd been spotted with Wilhelm several times around the city. But once inside the building, he felt himself relax as he spotted the white haired man, releasing his grip on the blade, pulling a hand out to rest it on the head of the Axew while he made his way over to the table. Of course, Oliver spotted the cup of coffee sitting opposite of Wilhelm and a slight smile touched his lips as he pulled the chair out to sit, the Axew dropping to the floor to curl close to Oliver, glancing around the cafe. Raising a leg to cross them under the table, the Salamence Gijinka relaxed against the back of the chair, looking at Wilhelm, his nose wrinkling slightly. blood...? The thought idly passed his mind as he picked up the cup, taking a drink. "It's interesting for you to call me into a public place..." He begun, while it was not unheard of, it was uncommon... but he wasn't about to complain. "I assume all is well...?" [/style]

i want the friction

[wilhelm]

While he was waiting for Oliver to arrive, he decided he would let out his newest acquisition out of his confinement. The little ground-type looked around the shop, before hopping onto the table with finding a free chair to use. It sat down, folding its legs under it, like he was taught to do as a swordsman. Bone Club resting beside him, as he glanced around the table, waiting for something interesting to happen.

When Oliver stepped in through the door, Wilhelm motioned, though it was largely unnecessary. They knew each other quite well, so it wasn't hard to miss either one, but it was habit for him. If he wasn't a man of habit, then he wouldn't be half the swordsman that he was right now. When Oliver sat across from him, he nodded to the younger male, watching as the Cubone hopped down and walked up to the Axew.

"Cu!" it half-waved to the dragon, and sat down by it, it figured if their trainers knew each other, they should as well. That was the Cubone's logic anyways, it tended to prefer mingling with other pokemon and people. Wilhelm took another drink of his coffee, "I ordered it just the way you like it." Knowing that Oliver took his coffee a certain way, he figured it would be easier to tell him.

"I figured we could use a bit of fresh air, besides, this place has good coffee," plus, like it's name, it offered them a bit of a quiet place to relax and just talk about things. That was never a bad thing in his mind at least, of course, he could see the wrinkle of Oliver's nose. It would be tough, but he would have to try to play it off, he knew how Oliver could get about such things.

"All is well, just a bit of an odd occurrence with the festival and the letters," taking another drink. He would need to think of a way to just brush it away like it wasn't anything serious.