Meetin-...Dat-... Get together >.>

Zachary calmly strode into the coffee shop. It wasn't exactly like he was a major fan of coffee in general, but in the heat of the moment he had asked Max if she wanted to have coffee and it was refreshing once in a while. Nevertheless today he was all about the chai tea. The island didn't have a starbucks that he had seen, which made it difficult to find a coffee shop that carried it, but he finally did and immediately got in touch with Max.

It had taken him about a week to track her down, leading him to the conclusion that his tracking skills left something to be desired. He had even called in a favor from a friend and had tried to pull something up on her as far as contact information, but she was in any system anywhere except for the one here on the island and he wasn't going to start leaving electronic footprints all over Starlight Academy's severs. Still the experience had left him with several questions. If she wasn't in the system anywhere then she hadn't existed officially until recently, and with only a first name to go off of there wasn't exactly a great way to narrow it down. For the time being though he put it out of his mind, after all, everyone had skeletons in their closet and his weren't exactly something he would want someone delving into any way. Perhaps this was how it was supposed to be.

He sat down in the coffee shop, making sure he got a comfortable seat for the two of them, and sitting so that he could see the door. He still wore his trench coat, but he was wearing regular clothes beneath that. A black shirt that read "Silverhart Incorporated: lining hearts with joy since 1999" acted as some advertising for the company he worked for, and black cargo pants provided all the pockets he wanted for whatever he might end up carrying throughout the day. He had considered wearing a suit with the tie she had gotten him for christmas, but had been trying not to overdress and some of the chocolates still sat on the coffee table in front of his couch.

At this point he simply waited, wondering what he was going to talk about with her for the time being and trying to plan some of it out so he didn't come across as awkward.

Once he saw max enter the coffee shop he stood to greet her, walking forward a few steps.
"Well this is quite a different look than the first time." He said with a grin "But it still looks very nice." He finished, avoiding words that might have come on a little too strong. He did think she was pretty though, and the conventional clothing appealed to him every bit as much as a flowing dress would. His eyes then fell to the bow on her back and an idea struck him.

Until that point he had been trying to figure out what he was going to do with the rest of the day after the coffee shop, and now he had finally gotten an idea. He would need to swing by his apartment to grab his own bow, but he thought an archery range could be fun. She looked like she was used to handling herself so he wanted to see just what she was interested in. Decidedly today was going to be a fun day.
"After we leave here I'll need to swing by my apartment, but i have something fun planned.

Zachary smiled at the fact that she seemed pleased with his suggestion and wondered if maybe he shouldn't have a place built out closer to some kind of natural area. After all, it suited him to have both the natural and the material. He shook these thoughts from his head and continued his thought.
"Excellent! I thought we could maybe go to an archery range I have set up in the forest. I couldn't find anywhere else to build one for practice... there's a gun range there too. I'll just have to grab my bow from home." He explained. He figured she would be good, but he wasn't too bad himself. That aside, Kyudo was starting to become something of a lost art in Japan and he liked the way it felt and the adaptability to each individual user that a bow had over a gun. He wasn't going to be able to hide the bow very well anyway, otherwise he had planned it as something of a surprise.
"So do you have any training with any other kind of weapons?" He asked, waving a waitress over to get their order.

He smiled at her mention of makeshift targets.
"Funny you should mention that actually. Like I said I built it so it's not really high tech. I used wood and I put different kinds of targets up and I use objects as make shift targets as well. I use Kyudo, a japanese bow art, but it's very difficult to train by oneself." He explained as he slid his hand to the back of his head, scratching it lightly.

The truth was he liked her and was a little anxious. What was more was that he wasn't used to taking people to secret places he had created or found unless it was life or death, but he was doing it anyway for the sake of trying to impress her and was now slightly nervous about it backfiring.
"Relax. No need to over think things." He thought to himself ironically.

"That's interesting. The slingshot isn't exactly common anymore as a weapon and I'm not very familiar with it." He said, not having noticed that she had left something out. Shortly after, the waitress came over to take their order. He ordered a chai tea latte, and turned toward her along with the waitress who waited to take her order as well.

He smiled as she drew her hands into her sleeves. It was something he had read about reading people's subconscious actions to determine what they might be thinking or feeling. When she put her hands in her sleeves he read that as her trying to subconsciously conceal hand movements, when she started talking, then suddenly stopped he read that as her attempt to conceal information about himself. Naturally most of this only made him more curious and he decided to play his hand. He reached out, touching her hands even though they were in her sleeves. He figured if he could feel them he would be able to know what to do and that the action might make her more comfortable with him.... or backfire and make her nervous, but he also liked the idea of touching her, even if it was only her hand.

"It's okay. I like to hunt as well only..." He stopped. If he wanted her to relax he was going to have to open up a little bit first too. "Maybe it's just better if I show you." He finished. He focused on his eyes and on the hand he wasn't holding hers with. He slid his free hand underneath her arms so that it would be hidden somewhat between her arms. His eyes glowed red as his hand shifted, growing bigger and sprouting claws, only for a moment before he quickly retracted both hands which were now normal. His eyes had become their normal brown and he looked her in the eyes.
"I'm kind of... a werewolf." He finished.