The doctor is out.

Thank you. 

>Cracking an eye open you’d look over her for a moment, opening the second when you realized you needed to scope out her attractive figure a little more closely. You did not regret this decision to take this lovely aquatic lady out on a date at all. Following the curve of her breasts and hips along her clothing one last time you would look at her innocently through long lashes and sit up straight, offering her your hand.

You look nice today as well. Haha, thankfully decent weather is scheduled for tonight. I have sort of a route planned out for us to travel.

Depends on whether or not you’re wanting to go down any further levels and how far down you would want to go.

>Digging into your pocket you would pull out a large map of Strathen, awkwardly unfolding it and placing it over your lap and pointing to the details on the map where you scribbled over in a dark blue pen.

I kind of marked some places we can swoop by. Some of them I have never been to myself. 

>You noticed you had even marked the large section on the Saxon map where your home is and try your best to drag your finger away from that section with a flustered expression. 

Later on if you’re feeling up for it we can have some dinner on me, I mean it really isn’t a real date unless we go out and eat too huh?

>Mumbling the last of your sentence you’d idly fiddle with a dark brown curl of your hair. It had been a while, A LONG LONG while since you had actually been on any sort of date. And while you’ve had some short flings here and there, it didn’t seem like you had actually made any time to spend time with anyone aside from mindlessly sleeping with them. 

Every time I head down here, the weather is so nice. I wasn't aware that it changed.

I suppose it's good enough to keep people from getting bored down here. I might lose it if it was sunny every day.

> The comment is as pointless as it is mindless and you turn your attention to the map that he'd brought out. At first, you tune him out and glance over the entire thing once or twice, thoughtfully, before paying attention to the words coming out of his mouth again. Honestly, you just barely catch what he'd said about going to get dinner and glance up at him again, offering--what you hope is--a reassuring smile.

Dinner sounds nice. I've never had a chance to actually eat any of the food down here. I usually just go about my business and return to the surface.

But are you sure you'd like to pay for it? Ausgang pays me well, so I can afford my own dinner...I understand that it's typical for a date, but I never really like letting people spend money on me.

> You pause for a minute, then get back to your feet, hands on your hips as you turn back to look at him.

We can probably talk about that later, since we won't have to worry about it until the end of the day. For now, show me the places that you have marked down.

I'd like to see as much as I can down here, since I don't often get the chance to look at the nicer parts of the lower districts. 

>While you were trying to not really get noticed as far as people recognizing who you were in the Elite church, the attention from the other civilians in the park gave you a little bit of a confidence boost.It was a treat to get out of your stuffy house in Saxon once in a while, away from the constant pressure of the other Church members and the other strange phenomenon that haunted you frequently. Today you decided was going to be a normal and very enjoyable day for an light hearted date with Miss Harper.

>Sitting up in your seat on the park bench you take a moment to admire the handiwork of the synthetic plantlife that decorated the area in a very intricate design. With the day sequence in Trifolium beginning to end, it was only a matter of time before the many lights that illuminated the synthetic trees and numerous water fountains would turn on. Early night time in Trifolium really isn’t that much different than the day time. With all the lighting from the various shops and modes of transports and street lights, it was just as bright during the day to make it a safe environment for the more nocturnal beings. 

> The artificial nature of the levels below always made you feel the slightest bit uncomfortable; it was a good attempt, and realistic enough, but there was a noticeable difference, especially to someone who spent the majority of their time above ground. Still, you could admit that the lights were pretty enough.

> It was simple enough to find Cristian once you'd made your way down to Trifolium, he does seem to draw ones attention. Still, you don't attempt to speed up or even let him know that you're there until you sit on the bench beside him, silent for a few more seconds as you settled in and took a moment to appreciate your companion's appearance.

Good evening. I'm sorry if I kept you waiting.

> Pause.

You look nice.