DeepBass

Bass smiled at the blushing pink mare across the table from him, as a brief thought ran through his mind. What if he had never decided to visit the matchmaking establishment, he never would've met this wonderful mare, and never would've realized that his dream mare was actually out there. He smiled more as he thought of just how right Treble was, when she said that he needed to get over his past, and move on. As the waiter came, and delivered their orders, he blushed at Lilia's comment.

"Well, Lady Lilia, I'm sure any stallion in Canterlot would trade everything for even a single kiss from you. I guess that would make me the luckiest stallion in Equestria."

Bass winked at Lilia, as he began on his soup, another thought running through his mind. Perhaps he was actually falling for Lilia. This little thought played across his eyes, just like every other emotion that he had ever felt, which was usually the reason he wore amber tinted aviators or eyeglasses. Another thought played out across his eyes as well. If… if I am falling for Lilia, What will I do, when she goes back to Canterlot?

Bass leaned into the second attempt at the kiss, his brain practically exploding with joy, as their lips met. He was trying his hardest to keep his wings from making too much of a scene, during the massive torrent of emotions that had broken loose and were now ravaging his mind. As the kiss was broken, Bass smiled at Lilia, the happiness from the kiss showing in his eyes as the candlelight gave the illusion of sparkling stars in the night sky.

"Well, you ARE stunning. And when somepony as stunning as you goes without being told that, then that is a grave injustice. And just to have shared not only one, but two kisses with such a stunning mare… Well, that, alone could make any life complete."

Bass watched as Lilia leaned forward for another kiss, following suit, by leaning in toward her, as well, only to be interrupted, just before their lips met, as the waiter came to take their order. Bass aighed, and ordered himself a bowl of peppered potato soup, and a glass of wine for each of them. As the waiter wrote down their orders and trotted away, Bass looked back to Lilia, noticing that she possibly had a few self esteem issues of her own, because in Bass's eyes, she was beautiful.

"Well, Lilia, I find you absolutely stunning. And indeed I did enjoy it."

Bass smiled, kindly, as he looked into the sky blue gems that were Lilia's eyes.

Bass looked around, blushing at her explanation of the kiss, smiling as she justified it. To be honest, he thoroughly enjoyed it, as well as the fact that any mare would find him attractive, let alone want to go on a date with him. Then again, that was probably his low self esteem shining through. He looked around the restaurant, trying to remember the name. He had heard Treble say it once before, and Lilia's suggestion was more than likely right on the money.

"Actually, it was quite nice… the kiss, I mean. I actually think I'd enjoy a second… whenever you're comfortable with it, that is… Oh, I sound like an idiot."

Bass facehoofed, as his entire face erupted in a blush.

"And yes, this is Le Fleur. I figured it would be more appropriate than that sandwich shop that i had originally thought of. I mean, what gentlecolt in their right mind would take a beautiful mare to a sandwich shop? I don't know what I was thinking, to be honest."

Through that last statement, Bass's upbringing shown through in a way that his parents would be proud of. Then again, Lilia was a mare that they'd be proud to see him with,. and that Bass was glad gave him a chance.

Bass was still somewhat perplexed by the setting of the establishment he had just opened the door to. It was definitely romantic. Bass's mind shut down as he felt Lilia place a kiss on his cheek. His face erupted in a deep blush, as Lilia delivered her surprise kiss. His attentions were once more ripped back to Equestria, when the hostess pony asked how many ponies were in their party.

"Oh, um... two, please."

As the hostess pony trotted off to prepare their table, Bass looked at Lilia, still blushing.

"So… what was that for?"

Bass blushed lightly, as he opened the door, and looked back at Lilia, holding the door for her. He thought for a moment, a small flashback of his school days coming to him for a brief second. "Well, foals can be rather… judgmental. My sister Treble, and my friend Midsy used to always say that it was because they were jealous. My parents used to say that it was a blessing to have eyes like the Princess's night sky. I never really got it though. I'm not a bad pony, but we've all done at least one thing we're not proud of, I'm sure. Well, we're here."

Bass held open the door, revealing a quaint little restaurant. About half way to the predetermined sandwich shop, Bass had decided that the restaurant would be better for a date, and subtly changed course. The inside of the restaurant wasn't exactly five star, but it was definitely on of the better off places in the area. It had a slightly couple-ish feel to it, and the only reason Bass knew about it was through his sister. The restaurant was a dimly lit place, with soothing music playing throughout. The tables were a soft mahogany, as well as the chairs, the crimson carpeting adding to the romantic feeling just as much as the candle and rose on each table. Treble had told him that it was a romantic restaurant, but not exactly just how romantic it was.

Bass regained his composure after a second on the ground, and looked up, into Lilia's own beautiful, sparkling blue eyes. His mind shut down for a moment, and he stared quietly, until he was able to kick start his thought process again. He reached out for the offered hoof, and was helped back to his hooves. He chuckled, and rubbed his nose.

"Thanks… I normally wear my sunglasses. I used to get teased for my eyes, when I was a foal, and now, I guess it kind of carried over."

Bass looked back over to Lilia. Is she… blushing? She's so beautiful… Do NOT buck this up, Bass.

"Well, I can imagine they can tend to be one in the same, at some points. On stage, you're constantly battling with your own nerves, and when you're not on stage, you're constantly trying to juice your brain for new ideas. And in your line of work, you help other ponies through their nerves, and keep coming up with ideas for different kinds of weddings. That sounds rather enjoyable."

Why can't I stop looking into those eyes. Come on, Poneo. You're almost at the restaurant.

Bass began trotting again, making sure Lilia could keep up without problems.

Bass nodded, his amber aviators resting on top of his head, allowing his midnight blue, silver-flecked eyes to show in the sunlight. He smiled softly at the mare. "Well, that is quite the interesting profession, Miss Lilia. I'm a musician. I used to be in a band, here in Fillydelphia, but… things happened, and now I've been performing solo for the past year. I mean it pays the bills, and it's what I've always wanted to do, so I don't have any objection." The it was obvious from his voice that there was something connected to the band that hurt to think about. Bass looked up, and smacked into a street lamp. A most ungraceful move for a Pegasus. Normally, he would have pinned it on the fact that he wasn't wearing his glasses, but today it was a bit different. Thankfully, he just bonked his nose, causing his eyes and face to derp for a short moment and causing his wings to shoot out with a POMF, which caused a few small feathers to float to the ground. No major damage done. At least not physically. Mentally, Bass was cursing at himself for being so stupid, using the kinds of words that nopony should ever even think, let alone say. Of course brought on by the fact that he had more than likely just embarrassed himself.

Bass was trotting down the street, at a steady pace, being sure that Lilia could keep up with him. He felt somewhat embarrassed when he stretched his wings for takeoff upon leaving the establishment where they had met, completely forgetting that Lilia was an Earth Pony. Of course, we all learn from our mistakes, right? Let's hope. To be honest, any Pegasus could make such a simple mistake, especially when they were in Bass's position.

It had been a bit over a year since Bass had been on a legitimate date, and had kind of forgotten exactly what it was like, and the first date with a cute mare was no place for trial and error. No, hardly the proper situation. Neither the time, nor the place. Obviously, Bass was feeling a bit nervous, but had no intention of showing that. Like he had a choice.

The juice of the fruit that was the tangled bundle of nerves that was once Bass's brain stained every word that came from his mouth, as he attempted, and subsequently failed to make small talk.

"So, Miss Lilia, what do you do for a living?"

Bass nodded, and nodded toward the street. The smile on his face was, for the first time in a long time, a truly genuine smile. It had been a while, since he had been on a date, and he had planned to give it his all. He offered a gentlecoltly expression, by holding the door open for Lilia. "After you, Miss Lilia."

[And this is probably where we'll move to a private RP.]

Bass was somewhat relieved, as the mare smiled at his offer. To be honest, he didn't expect her to oblige, and was somewhat surprised, yet somewhat happy, and it showed. He thought for a moment, as he tried to figure the proper place to take a mare out to lunch. His mind ran through the few possibilities. The fine restaurant business had died down in the city, leaving only a few bistros, sandwich shops, and a few rather pricy places. After thinking for a few seconds, he finally decided on a decent, well priced sandwich shop. "Well, I know of this one place not too far from here, if you don't mind the short walk."

Plus, every time I see that PINK Celestia, I let out a chuckle because it reminds me of a joke I saw on Tumblr recently.

ON THE MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONAAAAAAAAAAAH! Do you like Mmmm-bananas?

Midsy stood eagerly, as she waited for Riddle to answer, her ruby eyes lighting up when he said just the thing she wanted to hear. She wanted to smile bigger, but her cheeks just physically couldn't do it. She nodded excitedly, as she grabbed bounced in place. "That sounds like fun, Riddle! Let's go!"

Bass looked over to Palétte, and nodded, listening to his words very closely, then turned back to Wind Mist, nodding as she spoke. "I see. Any kind of art is always rather fascinating, to be honest, and to meet a mare with such tastes is quite the privilege indeed." Bass offered a warm smile, as he softly pushed his glasses back into their proper position.

All good. I just finished a killer revamp of the track using FL Studio Mobile on my iPhone.

Not to mention how killer the remix sounds

Bass immediately picked up on the warmth in the mare's smile. It was somewhat calming, as his slight nervousness faded. After her mention of the rather hilarious event that had happened, Bass thought for a few moments, when the memory came back. "I remember that, actually! It was kind of funny, although the mayor wasn't exactly happy about it."

Bass thought for a moment, thinking about the piece of paper tucked under his wing. I still have that application… and this mare is here… if I don't try, I'll never know… I can always mail it in. Screw it.

"You're actually kind of interesting, Lilia. I'd actually like to get to know you a bit better. Perhaps lunch or something like that before you go back to Canterlot?"

Imagine any of my characters (ex. Bass or Midsy) being at a classy event like that.

I think it's about time for a beach party, tbh.

And also Midsy's interaction with Rarity was fun. If only I could have played out her interaction with Fluttershy.

I think it was kinda fun to RP Midsy in an environment that was somewhat foreign to her. That was just plain fun for me. And getting to lead the migration team was great. You don't really get to see much of the migration team in the show, so it's hard to imagine the intense physical strain that flying that long can have on a Pegasus pony.

Bass chuckled nervously, as Palétte's whole preconceived image of him seemed to be flipped on its back. "Well, it's what I-" Bass turned, and looked at the mare who had just approached, praised his abilities more, and extended a hoof to him. He reached out, and shook the mare's hoof. "I'm a musician, ma'am. It's almost required of me to look at a piece of music, and figure out what exactly was going through the composer's mind, in order to perform the music in the way that it was originally intended. Deep Bass, ma'am."

Bass nodded at the mare, as she spoke, then chuckled. "Hey, I kind of liked that coffee shop. I'm kidding. And yeah. Fillydelphia born and raised. I mean I've visited other cities, and all that, but there's no place like home. So, tell me about you, miss?"

Well, we're getting underway again, tomorrow. Should be a shorter trip, this time. I'll only be out for three days, then I'll be in port for about 5 and I can rp then.

Bass chuckled at the enthusiastic mare, patting her on the back. Truth be told, he saw quite a bit of his friend Midsy's can-do attitude in her. It was nice to see somepony with some enthusiasm on the team, even of it was only one pony.

"I like that attitude. You're gonna need it on the long flight. You might want to drink some water, too, while we wait for the rest of the team. I'm Deep Bass, the migration team leader. But you can call me Bass."

Bass extended a friendly hoof to Shooting Star, wincing as the little songbird in his mane pecked at his head, as if to say 'What about me, jerk?'

"And this little guy is my new friend, Baritone."