*In the wardrobe is a slinky, black dress, perfectly tailored. Another note is there, open so she can read it. It says, "I also bought this a while back. Thought we might need it at some point..."* Cage *Naginata somehow bends her legs upward, then wraps them around Chloe and throws her off.*
*The note in a simple piece of paper, neatly folded in half. On it, in slightly sloppy hand writing is "Please, put something nice on (There's a nice dress in the closet, I believe), and meet me down stairs... it's a little more than a movie I have planned."* Cage *Naginata smiles and starts pushing back.* Naginata: You…
*Jean is no where to be seen.* Cage *Naginata falls backward, taking the kick, and lands on her back. She scoots forward, ramming her feet into Chloe's legs.*
*The fruitcake lights on fire and lands next to Zach.* Kuntel: I'll teach you. Repeat after me: Ich bin ein TRIBBLE und verdienen es nicht, mit Prinzessin Ezri tanzen.
Jean: I can't tell if that's a yes or a no! *He sits on the couch and puts his feet in the air.* Cage *Naginata stands up slowly.* Naginata: Ha, you call this a fight? *She starts circling.*
*Kuntel is suddenly looming over both of them.* Kuntel: Don't you know the proper way to ask a Prinzessin to dance, young man!? *He crosses his arms, suddenly looking very.... imperial.*
*He kisses her back, then picks her up bridal style.* Jean: Maybe we should go out like this, huh? *He smiles.* Cage *Naginata rams several punches at her.*
Jean: Is me going slow that weird? And is going to see a movie slow? *He tilts his head as he holds her in his arms.* Cage Floor *Naginata charges her, spearing her to the ground and trying to get advantage.*
Jean: What? Am I supposed to get down on one knee and propose again? *He raises an eyebrow.* Cage Floor Naginata: Shut up, wh*re... *She gets in the ring and starts stretching.*
OOC: Where'd she get that? I thought the Hand took it from her, and when Jean tried to re-propose, she turned him down, stating it too soon. *Naginata walks out onto the cage floor in a sports bra and athletic shorts, both entirely black.* Naginata: Ready?
Jean: Well, I'm not going to get down on one knee and propose right here, am I? *He raises an eyebrow.* Infirmary Naginata: I swear to God, if you watch... *She walks over to the replicator.*
Jean: I was thinking we go putt, walk around a bit, then see a movie or something? *He stands up and wraps her in his arms.* Infirmary Naginata: Fine. An I don't know you! *She yells at Ethan.*
Jean: on purpose! I don't want to buy one of those every year, now! *He smiles.* Jean: Wanna go out today? Infirmary Naginata: And get a chance to beat your TRIBBLE? *She smiles.* Naginata: Totally.
Jean: No, I just got it from a vendor. Why do you ask? *He sits on the couch, watching her idly.* Infirmary Naginata: I feel like sh*t and this TRIBBLE stayed with me the entire night. *She gestures at Scourge.*
Jean: This little English place on the corner of Main and Vulcan Avenue. Here the coordinates. *He sends her the coords, then says goodbye.* Antony: English place? Since when did Jean starts liking British food? Clara and Jean's Apartment Jean, walking in the door: Belle? *He looks around.*