Take a Chance on Me!

Jericho blinked. Well... "Yeah, of course." He smiled. He meant it too, but he wasn't sure exactly what she was hinting at. But it was a compliment in his mind. He honestly didn't think he was a real catch by himself, so it was nice to hear someone believed that about him. "You'll find whoever you want when you're ready."

Upon being told of her sister more, a bit of a lightbulb went off in his head as he had a vague remembrance of her. "Oh, yeah I think I've seen her then. I go to a lot of parties too. Haven't formerly met her though." Then again, he was probably so turned up that he wouldn't remember any real faces. But he didn't want to admit that to the goblin, at least not now. "But hey, it's good you do you own thing. Parties are great and all, but it's important to take time by yourself to do things. I should probably do that more."

Out of the blue, there it was again. The disturbance at the back of his head that this time went hardly detected. For some odd reason, the shy little goblin seemed more endearing in his eyes as he began to formulate other coming together a in the future. So much so that an unexplained blush took to his face, to which he didn't control. He felt heat make its mark on his face. "Oh, Um..." Well, this was embarrassing. He tried to play it off cool, and cast his own awkward grin. "I... Uh, didn't tell you before, but you do look nice for this meet up." For a second then his old self came back, to which he was more embarrassed than before. "I-I'm just low maintenance is all. Tried to look decent, but I wasn't sure how formal this would turn out. You uh.. Yeah you look nice." He stuttered out, an alarming contrast to the persona from before. He didn't know what was going on inside of him. But somehow this unique looking goblin turned out to be cute in his head.​

Though the conversation he was holding had drawn his interest in, Jericho couldn’t help but to slowly notice that vague throbbing sensation at the back of his head increase in intensity.His smile faltered for a bit, but he still was enjoying himself. Thoughts he knew were his own but oddly they weren't at the same time… Weird. And it was getting weirder by the second. Maybe his own psychic powers were kicking in, if just for a bit. But his attention span lent itself to the complement, to which he chuckled. ”Thanks, I-” His voice was soon cut off by an unintentional compliment. He then laughed a bit louder, raising a brow in question. ”Oh? I’m a stud now, am I?” Well, to be vain… He believed so himself. But to hear it said from the goblin was amusing, as her shell began to open up a bit more for him to see. Just then another thought rushed into his head, which was the image of them kissing. And while he rolled with it for a good few moments, he… Wait what?

”N-no, don’t apologize. I… Gah...” That blush grew furiously on his face, as he looked upon her with a less confident facade. His wings even went to droop a little bit, as he chuckled quite awkwardly. ”Sorry… I’m not usually like this. Might just be my abilities though. Just.. Psychokinesis. Must be what’s screwing with my mind right now, hahaha….” He pulled a forced smile to assure everything was okay before clearing his throat. Great, now she probably hates me… He thought to himself, the mental scolding deriving from the unknowingly fake ideas from before. It then got still in the restaurant, at least for him. Was she cute? In her own peculiar way, he supposed so. Of course that didn't help the false thoughts implanted in his mind, which definitely supported that the goblin indeed was endearing. His breaths silently became short and labored, and the redness in his face refused to go away. In desperate attempts to patch things up, he blurted out an unfortunately timed phrase- ”I think you’re really cute!”

Immediately after came the inevitable response. The single, forlorn ”Shit.”.​

Cheeto was speechless. Jericho was clueless. He still sat there, petrified at what he had said. He hadn't been that direct even with the human chicks he had met at parties, let alone a formal date with a goblin. His palms were sweaty, and he was even so nervous that some of his lesser feathers were beginning to molt. God, this was so embarrassing.

"Y...You r-really think so?" He muttered as he anxiously ran his fingers through a loose feather. He gulped and smiled what tried to be a genuine smile, but instead his expression contorted into an awkward twitching smirk. "Thanks... And... I mean I haven't met a goblin before, but I'm glad I did, because you're-"

The words were injected once more with synthetic thoughts that clashed way too hard with his normal mindset. While his conscious mind went along with them, his unconscious was rejecting that reality and causing the whole situation to become awkward. Yeah.. They could go on more dates, he could take her flying... He could... He slowly reached out with his hand, almost putting in on top of hers. It hovered for a few seconds, as he further let the thoughts feed into him. They could have more times like this. This could become something beautiful. With the image of them making out... Oh, god!

Suddenly he stood up, slamming his palms on the table. In just a few seconds, the immediate area of restaurant had their heads turned. He gulped, and grew embarrassed again. "Uh... Chee? I'm gonna um... Would you pardon me for a sec?" He flashed her a quick smile before stumbling out of the booth, and thus rushing to the bathroom. This was getting out of hand, and he needed to get himself together. Once there he'd splash water on his face, before running a hand through his hair. What the hell is wrong with me... His mind conjured up, bent on these thoughts. Why was he acting like this? More importantly, why was he suddenly interested in this goblin? And... Christ, he left her back at the table!

Now sufficiently feeling like an ass and a hopeless moron, Jericho practically ran back and plopped in the booth. "I... Sorry, what were we talking about?"​

Ever still did that flush of his embarrassment overtake him like a tidal wave. His heart was pounding and that cool he kept that he prided himself in was long gone. He liked this girl. He really did. As a friend. Friend. At least that’s what he got so far. He rea;;y didn’t want things to go so fast. Severely he doubted the instincts that plagued his mind and told him that he was turned on right now. She was cute in her own little way, yes. But would he take her back to his place? Uhhhh….

The nephilim at least took comfort in the fact that she was just as flustered by his words as he was. He grinned shakily, and silently looked at his menu to order. The waiter looked at him, and he just grumbled "Tortellini.". He wasn’t a very adventurous eater and stuck to what he knew. At the same time he pulled out a fake I.D. from his wallet, showing it to the waiter while he also said "Can I have your red wine too please? Cheap, but not gross." He really didn’t look at the menu, but there was just something telling him he needed to lose his inhibitions tonight in any way possible.

Unfortunately for what seemed to be the both of them Jericho caught the last bit of her statement, to which Jericho almost choked on the wine he was just poured. "W...what?" And of course, next came the inevitable two cents from his own mind. He practically chugged the alcohol next before attempting to brush anything off. "Wow, I’m really… Wow..." He laughed a bit at how silly he had been acting, before looking at the shy goblin. "Sorry again about all this… Hey, you wanna see why I think I’m acting so funny?" Yes? No? Well, her answer didn’t matter, he’d show her anyway.

With that he looked at the candle on the table, beginning to concentrate on it intensely. It was then it began to levitate, with just his stare. He lifted his hand, and he let it spin a bit with a flick of his wrist. "Nephilim like me have ESP. I used to be an empath, but after that sickness I got psychokinesis. Sometimes I get a bit tripped up though...Like I said, it might be why I'm acting so funny." He chuckled a bit, and looked down again. The candle lowered. "Sorry.
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For once in this whole time, he didn't feel so funny for just a few moments. Temporarily his find felt at ease despite the lingering doubts and such still plaguing his mind. And in that moment, when he admitted he felt funny, he noticed Cheeto looked hurt. Oh no! It wasn't like he didn't like her, it's just... It wasn't like him to be acting fickle in a normal social setting. Jericho tried to fix that right up. "I'm sorry! I mean like... I'm usually fine with these situations I'm not... I'm not usually this awkward about things and I feel like I'm making it worse for y-" He stopped mid sentence as she constructed a candle like his, out of the light she apparently made. He gaped his mouth, finding it much more impressive than his little parlor trick. When it disappeared, he beamed to speak up once more.

"Woah! That's awesome!" He responded excitedly, before chuckling under his breath. "Much cooler than what I have going on." It was sad to admit, but true. His psychokinesis hadn't amounted to anything yet, so it was good practice to impress friends and such. She even asked about his species having not met one like him before. The look on his face soon indicated he was more than happy to share.

"Well, sorta. I'm half angel half human. My mother is a human, and my dad... Well, I never really met him, but he was an angel. Don't ask how." He chuckled, indicating how all this 'worked' between the species. "But I was lucky enough to be born with these bad boys. Typically Nephilim are giants but... Nah, I just got a set of wings that are slowly turning black. Guess cuz technically I'm an unholy abomination, but y'know." He chuckled, raising his folded up wings slightly to indicate the example. "Can't even go near a church or bible. Now ain't that something?" Before she could answer though, she realized that perhaps he should get to know her a bit more. "Well, enough about me. I've never met a goblin before, but I'd love to know more about you and your sister, if you don't mind. Never knew they had powers. What powers does your sister have?" He asked curiously, before taking another sip of the wine.​