Engineer | Dell Conagher (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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rackofbadcds2018-04-30 06:38 pm
spah) wrote in rackofbadcds2018-04-30 06:38 pm
i feel a weakness coming on
Dell wasn't opposed to the idea of a date. He liked meeting people, getting to know them, all that.
What he WAS opposed to was Soldier and Demoman setting him up.
It was just as he started his vacation. Engie was mulling over driving up to Santa Fe for the weekend (partly to get off base, partly for the art museums), when the two loudly announced they had found him a date tonight, 8 PM, at some steak-and-seafood restaurant ("EVERYTHING ABOUT IT IS AN AESTHETIC REPRESENTATION OF YOU AS A HUMAN BEING," Jane said, "OLD, WESTERN, SHRIMP"). He didn't even know they were scheming this, much less that they thought he needed help.
Really, he shouldn't be THAT surprised. The merc kept most of his romantic endeavors to himself. There was occasional casual talk and ball-busting between the nine of them over women (and men), dates, first times, escapades, et cetera. When it came to the real thing, though? Dell decided it was nobody's business.
Hell, he hadn't even told them about Angela.
The three argued back and forth 'til at least 6:30. But between Soldier's hounding and Engineer realizing it probably wasn't fair to let whatever poor woman they set him up with suffer alone in this, he begrudingly said yes.
So there he was. Tavish made the reservations, Jane threatened the waitstaff. All Engineer had to do was show up and look decent. To his credit, he ditched his work clothes for a plain dress shirt, sleeves pushed up and the collar unbuttoned; denim jeans; and a plain white cowboy hat (naturally). The restaurant looked like it was fairly casual on a normal day, but part of Soldier's screaming demands included candlelight and a table so far back from the rest of the normal diners that Engineer knew he stuck out like a sore thumb.
Again. He likes dating. And he's willing to deal with this for whoever he was waiting for.
But Santa Fe's getting more tempting by the second.
What he WAS opposed to was Soldier and Demoman setting him up.
It was just as he started his vacation. Engie was mulling over driving up to Santa Fe for the weekend (partly to get off base, partly for the art museums), when the two loudly announced they had found him a date tonight, 8 PM, at some steak-and-seafood restaurant ("EVERYTHING ABOUT IT IS AN AESTHETIC REPRESENTATION OF YOU AS A HUMAN BEING," Jane said, "OLD, WESTERN, SHRIMP"). He didn't even know they were scheming this, much less that they thought he needed help.
Really, he shouldn't be THAT surprised. The merc kept most of his romantic endeavors to himself. There was occasional casual talk and ball-busting between the nine of them over women (and men), dates, first times, escapades, et cetera. When it came to the real thing, though? Dell decided it was nobody's business.
Hell, he hadn't even told them about Angela.
The three argued back and forth 'til at least 6:30. But between Soldier's hounding and Engineer realizing it probably wasn't fair to let whatever poor woman they set him up with suffer alone in this, he begrudingly said yes.
So there he was. Tavish made the reservations, Jane threatened the waitstaff. All Engineer had to do was show up and look decent. To his credit, he ditched his work clothes for a plain dress shirt, sleeves pushed up and the collar unbuttoned; denim jeans; and a plain white cowboy hat (naturally). The restaurant looked like it was fairly casual on a normal day, but part of Soldier's screaming demands included candlelight and a table so far back from the rest of the normal diners that Engineer knew he stuck out like a sore thumb.
Again. He likes dating. And he's willing to deal with this for whoever he was waiting for.
But Santa Fe's getting more tempting by the second.