<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=139262.msg10840199#msg10840199">Quote from: Sessha on 29-12-2014, 14:41:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> Ginga shook her head hearing the excuses the young tech was giving her for not going to the party itself. "Buck up and have some more confidence in yourself. Those other techs weren't there you were. You were the man in the moment with the machine and that's all that matters in the end." she said patting his shoulder. "Now come on the Captain wants all significant people to be in attendance." she said taking him by the hand and leading him down the hallway. "We've even got costume shops to work with so you don't have to worry." she said dragging him into the shop while grabbing the uniform of a British Artillery officer. "Now put that on and we are heading to the party." she said.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>For a moment, Damien raised an eyebrow to her as she shook her head and it stayed that way as she spoke. It was not about confidence, he knew he was not here because of his manners or looks; it was because of the ability he possessed. Not to brag or anything on his end, but then she took his arm and begun to gently pull him away. This caused him to drop the tool he was holding and stumble a bit before straighten up; even trying to subtly pull from her grasp. “Umm, with all due respect, parties are not my thing.” He said, but it seemed she was not really listening as she had ‘dragged’ him to said shop and then she just grabbed something. Wait a second, ‘we’? He blushed slightly. He took the uniform and just put it aside. He took a deep breathe in and exhaled, this was going to be something he NEVER done, besides confronting a woman, more or less opening up about his slightly. “Listen, I am sure you are a lovely lady. I’m just… Through a lot of… events… if you will, I rather just flat out avoid people if I can help it. The captain said it was not mandatory either. D-don’t get me wrong, the captain is nice and I am sure you and the other ladies are very nice, but… um…yeah…” He said as things started to feel awkward. He did however, randomly reach down, take her laced gloved hand in his hand, brought it up and kissed the back of it, before gently letting it go. “So, do not let me keep you from going and having fun.” He then glanced down at the uniform, not something he would like to wear, just didn't seem like him. Then again, he was more afraid of becoming a laughing stock again. Though, the red one he glimpsed at before looked better, but what did he know? These were all classic uniforms.