(<span style="color: #0080FF">RainAzel</span>,<span style="color: #FF0000">Chavelier-D'eon</span>)<br/>--------------<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">Dawn stood before a long mirror looking over her reflection. She wore a simple turtle neck and jeans, and had just enough make-up to strengthen her features and jewelry to provide a touch of character. Finding a hair missed placed, she went about coming it back, she nodded to herself, satisfied. Grabbing her purse and keys, she called out, “Date, I’m ready. I’ll see you outside in the front.”<br/>She made her way out to the car going over to the driver’s side to unlock the doors. Out in the corner of her vision she noticed Date, her servant now standing across from her.</span><br/><br/>- - - - -<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">Date followed her outside but froze in awe of the machine before him. He smiled and looked to her, "mind... if I drive?" He asked excitedly while a gust of wind blew his pants and hair up and about in an odd graceful waltz of nature and power. His out streched hand held palm up waiting for the keys.‏</span><br/><br/>- - - - -<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">She tried not to laugh as she silently past the keys to Date. Saber class servants should have a rider ability that nearly equals a rider class servant, or so she read, so what could it hurt? Still he was like a little kid asking for ice cream. "Try to stay within the speed limit. . . . wait,” she said just as the keys were hovering over Date’s hand, she withdrew them as she looked Date over. “Are you planning to go to the mall dressed like that? Where’s your shirt?”<br/><br/>Date’s features were already eye catching due to his vibrant white long hair, now he’ll go about in only his hakama, Dawn believed it was called. Dawn sighed thinking about how much attention they’ll get.</span><br/><br/>- - - - -<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">A grin expanded on his features as he watched the keys lower toward his grasp, but just as he was about to take hold of them they were pulled from his palm and out of reach. His eyes cut to her and looked her eyes head on , "Is there a reason you take those from me? As a servant of the Saber class I can handle driving a card, and as for the speed limit I can handle that as well. To be partners we need trust and..." as he was about to proceed she questioned his attire. Looking down at his black hakama and top less torso he rose a brow and looked back at her, "you don't honestly expect me to walk around with my armor and swords do you? That would almost instantly mark me as a servant... at least like this people can assume other things about me and my culture without thinking warrior"</span><br/><br/>- - - - -<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">Dawn opened her mouth but quickly closed it. Date had a point and they really wouldn't want to be recognized as a participant in the war. She sighed in defeat and gave the keys to Date as she said, "Fine, but you're waiting in the car while i go in the mall myself to get you decent clothing, if you don't like what I give you, we'll go back another time."</span><br/><br/>- - - - -<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">He took the keys and looked them over before deciding which would operate the car. Cranking it he pressed a foot on the pedal and let it roar to live in a loud revving sound. He himself made a sound resembling an animal snarling during a mating session... repeating the Rev a few brief times he buckled and put the car in drive. He drove with perfect restraint and control looking to her, "colorful, shows off the body, easy to see, and a cape." He said addressing what he wanted to wear.</span><br/><br/>- - - - -<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">Dawn shook her head but didn't reply as she just gave him the necessary directions they had to go for the mall.</span>