Owner	Pose
Nikolas Kamarov	Tinder. Whyever Nikolas was on it was anyone's guess. It WAS hard to meet normal women, especially since his line of work really didn't afford him much opportunity to meet available woman. But, this date, wasn't set up through Tinder. Oh no. This was an accident waiting to happen. It was a dreary day in NYC about a week back. Nikolas literally ran into the young woman, spilling his coffee all over her. The conversation that followed, led to Nikolas asking Sersi on a date. Little did he know who she was. So a date was set, for Coney Island of all places. The area is largely deserted, due to the cooler weather and the snow that has been shoveled, but there are some amusement things to see. He's standing in a sharp peacoat with a black mock turtle neck right where he said he was. Always give the woman an out if she doesn't want to show up.
Sersi	Sersi is hardly what one would call 'young'. She is many many many millenia old, as she is a publicly known member of a race of immortals known as the Eternals. At least, that's what would be known if one pays any attention to the media. So it came as a pleasant surprise when Nikolas simply treated her like any other woman. He wasn't star struck. He wasn't simping. Instead, she just gave flirty little smiles and a flash of her pearly whites, before she agreed to the date. And that's when she arrives. She has always been a fan of slightly revealing clothing. Much like Elsa, the cold never bothered her anyway, but one has to keep appearances. Arriving in a long wool peacoat with her hands in her pockets, she looks around and spies the white haired gentleman. With a smile, she grins in his direction, "Hope I didn't keep you waiting long. There were a few things that needed to be taken care of."
Nikolas Kamarov	Emerald green eyes watch her as she heads his way. He knew of Sersi. Russian intelligence isn't that bad. But when your sole source of information is the Kremlin things tend to get fuzzy as to specifics. Plus, there might be other women out there with the name Sersi. "Not at all." Nikolas says in a slight Russian accent. The chill in the air doesn't seem to bother him one bit either, but one must dress for appearances even if he could walk around naked. "If you didn't show, I'd have choked it up to you being afraid." Of what? He motions with his head to the arcade. Not the digital kind. Games galore. Skeeball, though is the one motioned too. Off in the distance is young boy, playing around with one of those fortune teller machines.
Sersi	She is most definitely Sersi, not to be confused with Circe. They don't like each other. Naming rights and all that stuff. "Afraid of what?" she asks with a soft and impish giggle of amusement. "I don't get asked out often." she admits ruefully. "I do believe men are quite intimidated of me." She's practically immortal, she's lived for thousands of years, and was a hedonist during the burning of Rome while Caligula played the fiddle. Yes, she has done a LOT, but never has she been asked out really. Ooooh! As he motions towards the gaming area, she tilts her head. "That one. The giant pokemon thing." There's a selection of Pikachu, Charmander, and the other starters from Gen 1. "Think you can win me one of those?"
Nikolas Kamarov	"Of skee-ball." Nikolas says with a hearty laugh. "It's much more challenging then it looks." He looks her up and down. His emerald eyes curious. "You are a striking woman," he admits with a nod of his head. "But. I don't see anything to be intimidated by." He shrugs is shoulders at that, obviously oblivious to her true nature. But to be fair, she is likely oblivious to his as well. He is effectively immortal, just on the super young side of it. Sersi is totally a cougar. His gaze flickers to the pokemon. "You want giant monster creature thing?" He asks his eyes narrowing a bit as he looks them over. "We do not have those things in Russia." He rubs his chin before flashing a grin towards her offering his arm for her to take to lead her to the game. "Sure. I will win for you. All of them? Or just one?"