midnightstar

At least the chance of running into Sharon on the highway was slim, since she was heading back home. Alisa nodded a little awkwardly, "O-okay, let's go then..." and under her breath she adds, "Before something else happens." Hmph. Briskly, she stepped over to the door, giving a wave to the clerk as she stepped out with Rean and set out for the escalator down, moving as casually as she could, not wanting to draw attention (at least trying not to) for Rean's sake.

It was slim but not impossible. Still Rean was all too keen to leave the city before anyone spotted him so he naturally followed after Alisa at top speed sometimes just leaning closer to hide his face as they chatted along the way out the main gate.

"Haaah. Even this wide open road brings back memories..." Rean commented wistfully.

At least once they were on the open road, it was less stressful, and Alisa stretched her arms over her head, then dropped her arms again, swinging them slightly with a sigh. "Haha, I can imagine it would." She glanced around, but the only thing around were a few monsters, all of whome were giving them a wide berth because at their level, they didn't want any of that. It was kind of funny to see them skittering away as they approached. Alisa sidled a little closer to Rean, about to reach for his hand, then shifted to curl her arm around his instead.

THe monsters certainly provided a good instrument to tell one's level of power. Whenever they turned tail and ran just on approach you knew you were growing well in strength. Rean had reached that level a long time ago and so had Alisa.

He would have settled just with his hand held but feeling her arm looping around his, Rean could barely contain the happiness in his heart.

"Being able to just go fishing with you like this. I had no idea how much I wanted omething like this until now~"

Alisa's smile was quick and easy to come to her face, relaxing now that she was out of the teasing scenario - though she still worried Rean overheard everything. Gah. No, she just.. won't ask. "I'm glad that I was able to bring you out here then." She said, thoroughly pleased. Honestly teasing aside, this was turning out to be the best day even better than yesterday - sh was going to treasure each and every memory she made with him.

Spending time with him alone felt so different from being with him and the rest of the class too. Not in a bad way though - quite the opposite. He was so wonderful, she really couldn't be blamed for being jealous when other women teased him, or showed affection towards him - like with Sharon. Even though she knew deep down Sharon was only teasing them, she still felt that jealousy growl in her when Sharon teased that she was going to elope with Rean.

"Do you think we should have picked up a basket?" Geez, how many fish does she think Rean will catch?

"I'm glad to be here too." Rean said squeezing her closer to his side while he brought that smile so very close to her face. This was heaven. heaven after a long stretch of almost unbearable hell through which he had to power on through.

Honestly that Denseness from the pasts probably frustrated as well as suited Alisa in equal measure. After all there was no shortage of amazing girls around him some his age some older. Yet in the end he was here with Alisa and would not want to be anywhere else.

"Hahaha well I don't think that's going to be necessary. I don't expect to catch more than say four or five and I can hold that many up myself."

It did frustrate her to no end, but she would also have him no other way. She exhaled sharply when he squeezed her against his side, her blush even more intense than usual, but her smile brightened at the same time.

"Still, that seems like a lot of fish." She has no clue what 'a lot' really means in fishing terms. Kenneth would probably find the naivete amusing, and then immediately try to get her to fish too. Or chat at her for hours about fish. Or even Annabelle would - her devotion to fishing was scary.

"If you're sure you can manage - I ... I can help you carry them if necessary though." She..might be a little reluctant to though. Fish stink.

Well if that smile could brighten her world, it all worked out just fine didn't it? Rean certainly had no reason to stop when it was just him and Alisa like this.

"Oh it's not really. Especially if you catch different kinds of fish. NOt all of them are the same size or weight after all. Though I might end up needing to throw my clothes into the washing machine when we make it back to the penthouse."

Meaning she would have to face a more casually garbed Rean. AGAIN.

She never wanted him to stop smiling for her like that, so it definitely worked out for trhem both.

"...." No, she's not re-imagining him in his more casual attire from earlier in the morning at ALL. "O-oh. That.... that's fine, I guess..." More than fine if she got to see him like ...

WAIT. Mental math. If he throws the dirty clothes in the washing machine when they get home...

Oh god. It.. it's.. she's going to see him like that all through lunch, and until his clothes were ready almost an hour later. Oh mercy her heart. It must be illegal for him to look so good even in casual attire.

"I wonder what kind of fish you'll be able to catch then." She mused idly, watching the local wildlife scatter as they drew close to the fishing spot. "This is it, right?"

Rean is also blissfully ignorant what his casual look will do to poor Alisa. So she can only endure that charm on her own without any help from him.

"Oh I brought quite a few lures made for deeper roaming fish or larger ones specifically. So I am aiming at least for one or two Arowanas"

That is actually a good thing, since if he did know how it effected her, he might use it for nefarious reasons! She looks suitably impressed by his goal, "That sounds good to me!" They'll be able to make something good with the fish, she was sure.

Once they reached the fishingspot, Alisa glanced around for somewhere where she could sit and observe Rean's fishing form.

Would it really be nefarious if it made Alisa unbearably happy too? Oh well her loss really. Rean let Alisa take care of finding a spot to seat while he quickly and skillfully put the rod together and baited the hook. With an expert swing he ssent the shook with lure and bait, plopping into the water and waited.

... no, thoughg maybe it depends on perspective, if they indulge in so much happiness, and then end up having to pull apart before long. It would be very nice if Claire could pull strings and let him stay another day, but the likelihood of that is... slim.

Alisa made her way over to a spot a short distance away from Rean, close enough to watch him, but far enough to gie him space and not spook the fish. So she watched him silently, her gaze on his expression the whole time, not even minding that it took a while for the fish to even try to nibble - but before long, Rean's patience won out and there was a tiny nibble on his line.

Rean quickly found himself immersed in the moment, his eyes growing calmer yet focused as he watched the fly floating on top of the water. A rookie would jump to pull on the rod the moment it bobbed once but Rean knew he had to be patient. AFter all the first nibble was often a test. Only once it was pulled under would the true battle begin.

His gloved hands gripped onto the rod a little harder in preparation for when the fish would take the bait completely.

The fish has no idea who it's dealing with. Poor thing. The fly bobs one more, briefly, and then!! Plunk, it goes under as the fish takes the bait and proceeds to swim for dear life.

Alisa sat up a bit with a small gasp, surprising herself - who knew she was so invested into his fishing?

The moment that Rean was waiting for all along while he pulled on the rod with a slight curve to his lips as the reel starts to pull the wily aquatic creature to its now inevitable fate. It was doomed the moment it took that juicy tasty bait.

The fish isn't as great a fighter as the legendaries that Rean's caught obviously, but it still struggles, once or twice flipping out of the water in a desperate attempt to escape - though that didn't help its situation one bit, and before long it stopped fighting and was reeled in, a nicely sized Arowana as his prize.

Rean held the fish up by the hook and admired the catch for a bit as it wiggled on the hook.

"Yep a good size for a first catch." Rean announced happily before he dumped the fish just far enough to keep it from flopping back into water. Once secured he quickly started prepping the hook once more before casting it out into the water again.

Alisa laughed, glancing over to where the poor fish flopped about, helplessly, "Good job, Rean~" she was right - his face when he was fishing was pretty amazing. She wished she had an orbal camera to take a picture - DANG, she should have asked Sharon for hers. Oh well.

The second cast goes out, it takes a little longer for the fish to approach, cautious - but once again because fish have no long term memory, there was a little nibble at the bobber once, twice -- and then yoink! It goes under the water~!

"Hehe it's good to see I haven't gotten as rusty as I thought." Rean grinned with a nod as he waited for the fish to take the bait again.

It didn't take him long this time and the battle of reeling against swimming doesn't last as long though this time the Arowana in question somehow actually feels a little bigger. Maybe this one was a bit more lazy.

Alisa giggled - watching him fishing was surprisingly not boring as she had privately worried. She got to see his expression at her leisure, and share in his joy when he brought in a fish.

The second Arowana reeled in must have been not as young as the previous one, it didn't put up nearly as much as a fight, and it was a few inches bigger then the last when it was reeled in. Surprisingly the next two reeled in were crabs. They must have been long from home.

Though Rean may also catch sigh of a very large fish lurking in the deepest part of the water, almost mocking him.

Crabs would still make for very fine eating so Rean didn't throw them back into the water. In fact he made sure to knock them out wiht his sword to prevent them from scuttling back into the water before he caught sight of the challenger in the depths. Oh he thought he was being all sneaky did he? Rean quickly fished out one of the lures for depth and tied it to the hook before baiting it and casting again this time his focus intensifying to a whole new level.

Fish and shrimp was definitely going to be the main dish, Alisa decided. The challenger was fairly large from the shape of its shadow beneath the water - definitely larger than the previous Arowanas. Alisa caught that intense focus in Rean's eyes, and went very quiet, watching the water as the cast was made, plinking into the water.

The fish circled the lure a few times - long enough that a rookie would have made a careless mistake. Once or twice the fish nipped at the bait, then swam away, almost taunting this foolish fisherman that thought he could capture the prize. Two more times it swam over, nibbled and swam off - the third time though, it came in hard and fast, chompped onto the bait and took off like a bolt. If Rean wasn't paying attention it would have probably yanked the fishing rod out of his grip or snapped the line.

Rean was anything but a rookie though. After all he earned his way up the fisherman ranks twice and once was during a civil war no less! So he didn't even flinch or even shake as the challenger taunted him. His body was still as a rock all throughout those attempts.

That was until the fish finally took the bait and tried to break free in one quick move. Rean let the pole get pulled a little to give the fish the illusion of breaking free. But then just as its guard lowered, Rean pulled hard on the rod, the reel roaring almost as rean spun it furiously.

This is a battle of a whole other kind! Alisa sat up and crept forward a little to get a better look on hands and knees to try not to startle either fisherman or fish and ruin the catch. The fish was quite a beast actually~! And when Rean pulled hard on the rod it clearly didn't want to get captured, fighting against the line, making small leaps out of the water in an attempt to get some distance in that line, thrashing about - then going still for a few inches to catch its breath - only to burst into motion again, -this might go on for a few minutes more in fact. Not nearly as difficult a fight as the legendaries - it clearly underestimated the fisherman!

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