Meetup on Erie

[DraconAUT]

With his attention focused on her words, gestures and moves, he watched her lightening the candle, an amused, yet playful smirk appeared on his lips as she mentioned a well known quote.

"Usually women don't, atleast not the majority of women, I think." His shoulders shrugged slighty. "However, I can perform the judging as you wish, and the final conclusion is....that you are not the stereotypical woman, no." A grin replaced the earlier smirk on his lips. "Borderworld fetish?" Laughing slightly, he shook his head. "Well these ships are actually fast, agile and their design makes them harder to hit. Not a bad choice at all." With a quick nod he continued speaking. "As for the Wraith... who knows? Maybe someone might offer it as a gift to you, one day?" Smiling softly. he then raised the glass in his hand, guiding it to his lips, to take another sip from the delicious wine.

Gazing at the starset at the sky, covered in the darkness of the night, the smile would continue to rest on his lips. "What happens when I date you? Well, a beautiful, young woman talking about her hobbies, her true self, not something she has to act as, to disguise or hide." As he spoke these words, his gaze slowly sank down, away from the sky, towards her face, while his green eyes focused hers then. "In these times, space ships are important. We use them to travel, to explore, to fight, to get in contact. How else would we have met? On a planet with millions of people? Unlikely, but not impossible." Chuckling slightly, he shook his head. "Doesn't make you a nerd at all, in my opinion at least." Shrugging his shoulders slightly, he would soon reach for the glass again, to take a longer sip. "I do believe you have a lovely singing voice. Even if it may crack up sometimes, if you keep singing and trying to improve, you can sure change that. It's the technique that has to be mastered, like many other things." Smiling reasuringly, he would add. "Well..believe it or not... even I tend to sing sometimes. Alone, in a room, where nobody can hear me." Blushing slightly, seemingly slightly uncomfortable in revealing this, he'd cough slight, soon speaking again to change the topic.

"Impulse control problems?" His brow quirked sightly. "Well, good you have met me then, if I see you caught up in a bad moment, I will try to hold you back." A grin appeared on his lips. "Actually, I am alike, also feeling the need to do something, to help, to defend someone, to fight someone, to interfer and prevent bad situations. That is one of the reasons why I joined the Navy, you know?" The grin soon turned into a soft smile. "I just learned, that sometimes we have to hold back, wait in patience, observe and wait what is happening. Also sometimes we couldn't have changed things, even if we tried to." Slowly, his hand holding the glass, sank down to the blanket to set it down carefully. "Talking too much? I know a good way to change that." The playful smirk appeared on his lips, but also varying between an amused grin as well.

Leaning back, John reached for his leather jacket's collar, pulling it off swiftly, yet carefully enough to avoid hitting the glass of wine. Once the jacket was in his hands, he moved closer towards Elena, right behind her. Carefully, he pulled the jacket over her, wrapping her in the stylish leather, which did have some weight and felt thick enough to fight off the slowly uprising cold air. While fulfilling this chivalrous gesture, he couldn't help but place his lips gently upon her neck, for a soft peck.