The days in between passed agonizingly slow. But, he was in such a good mood that when he was on rotation, he kicked ass like nobodies business and the other's noticed.<br/><br/>"Damn, you are kicking ass and taking names," the brother Butch said as he wiped off his blade before sliding in the sheath at his hip. He looked at him with a raised brow. "What's her name?"<br/><br/>Ravage looked up from cleaning his own. "Can't I just be in a good mood?"<br/><br/>Butch chuckled. "Man, either you got a girl or you got lucky last night and from what I've been hearing, there is a certain redhead at Heat."<br/><br/>Ravage actually blushed. "We're just going out tomorrow. Nothing more." He sheathed his own blade.<br/><br/>"First date kinda thing?"<br/><br/>Ravage nodded. "I wish you luck then. And if she's human, even more."<br/><br/>V pulled up the mouth of the alley then and they got in the Escalade and went back to the compound.<br/><br/><em>Thursday night...</em><br/><br/>Ravage stood out front of the convenient store, his heart beating a mile a minute. What was it about this one female in particular that drove him crazy? And he hadn't even kissed her yet. Hell, held her hand.<br/><br/>No female had ever made him this damn nervous before. But then again, he had a feeling that he'd want to see this woman's smiling face in the morning instead of dipping out before she woke up.<br/><br/>And he had actually dressed up for her. He was in a pair of pressed slacks, black leather shoes. His button down was a long sleeved red, a black tie at his throat.<br/><br/>He glanced back as a couple walked out of the convenient store and saw himself in a reflection on the glass. Great Scribe Virgin. He looked like a yuppy. But, it'd be worth it if she liked it.