IC Speed Dating Meme

[fairbrook]

IC Speed Dating Meme

Rules:
1. Post with your character by creating a "card" with your name, sex, and preferences.
2. Tag to others.
3. You supposedly only have seven minutes, but that's up to the muns how many comments. [To hell with that, let's not put a limit on how many comments]
4. Have fun.

Comments

IF I HAD BEEN DRINKING ANYTHING...

[scramasax]

[Balks.

Flustered blinking.] I -- ?

I did not -- no, my lord. [As conversational as possible, which is stilted.

And indeed even if he'd had one it'd have surely been quite difficult to hold one down over several hundreds of years dead.]

[noirant]

[ he flashes a smile on full brights and leans across the table, casual as can be. his chin tip towards anthony, surveying. ]

Really? No, I can't imagine such a thing -- surely there had to be someone. A young lady that caught your eye...?

[ your eye. your bright red dead person eyes hanging out of your face. cmon anthony surely they have necromantic tinder. ]

A young man?

[ he doesn't judge just everything else ]

[scramasax]

Nnh - ? [Clips a bit suddenly for such a sound that's the opposite of crisp - he straightens up a bit tighter at Felux's leaning, shoots his eyes off to a corner for a moment but no, that's rude, make eye contact - flicks it from a corner of his eye, manages an "uh - " and realizes that's not much better; shakes his head half to shake it off, and... refocuses.

That was within about three seconds.]

-- No. Not -- ? Not - no one, in particular, really.

[By which he means a couple by turns; he is an average human being. (And they did happen to be young ladies.) But eye-catching's all they did. And then he hit a point of ever after being in very limited company, so alas. (Is he going to be scanned for truthfulness, here?)]