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

[avisionofwar]

[ Oh shit. Celegorm fights a blush.

His pulse starts galloping, and he reaches for a mask of elegant calm, smiling slowly. ]

My lady... surely this cannot be an issue for yourself. You're as beautiful as the deepening, starlit twilight, wild and wonderful and hauntingly gorgeous as a storm-driven sea crashing against the cliffs.

[fiercestwarrior]

[ Getting a little flustered are you, Cel?

Have a smirk. ]

Not a particularly reassuring beauty. Do you find yourself troubled by me, Celegorm?

[avisionofwar]

[ He's relied too long on dull mortal senses, he thinks. ]

Far from troubled, my lady.

But... you are beautiful.

[ He'll fidget with the little card in front of him; anything to look briefly away and catch a breath and fight his growing blush. ]

[fiercestwarrior]

[ Why fight it? It's rather endearing even if she doesn't quite grasp what has gotten him so dreadfully nervous. ]

So do I qualify for spending a small part of this evening with you then?

[avisionofwar]

Between the two of us, my lady, I'm the one who should be concerned about qualifying!

All the same, you would honour me with your company. Shall we hunt a different quarry?

[fiercestwarrior]

I sought you out, that should offer you some reassurance.

[ She really can't tell if that was just some sexual innuendo that got thrown her way or if he is being literal. ]

This isn't the most exciting terrain for hunting though.

[avisionofwar]

[ His eyes aren't telling, nope.

Though now a corner of his mouth twitches up, almost teasing. ]

Is it exciting game or exciting terrain you find most appealing?

[fiercestwarrior]

I find that a combination of the two is often what yields the most pleasing results.

[ Regardless of which kind of hunting they are actually talking about here.

She is so in over her head though, "never try to out-subtle an elf" is one of the little facts of life she has gathered in the drabwurld. ]

[avisionofwar]

[ Oh, now his bright eyes are gleaming with mirth, his mouth pursed to try and stamp out a stubborn smile that wants to grow.

Now he's in his element, the fluster gone, replaced instead with certainty. ]

And what's the most pleasing result, you think? The moment where you know it's been a successful hunt? The rush of the moment? The heady exhaustion after?

[fiercestwarrior]

[ What is the best way to combat elven subtelty? Perhaps some Asgardian bluntness. ]

That would depend. Am I hunting dinner or a lover? There's a subtle but rather important difference there.

[avisionofwar]

[ Celegorm has a wide and wolfish grin; it winks out at her now. ]

I thought we were all here hunting lovers.

[fiercestwarrior]

[ It is a very nice grin, Sif rather likes seeing it and responds in kind with a grin of her own. ]

Considering the amount of sullen faces I have seen here I would not call that a given.

[ She herself had not been terribly excited about this thing sitter in all honesty. ]

[avisionofwar]

[ He laughed, head tipping back a little, and gave his head a shake. The feet of his chair didn't so much as scrape the floor as he stood... and he offered her his hand while he did so, grin only broadening for the sight of hers. ]

Then shall we go where they will not dull or dampen our merriment?

[fiercestwarrior]

[ This is more flirting than she has managed for hundreds of years, and for a moment she isn't sure if this is such a wise thing to do... But that grin of his, it sinks such sweet little barbs into her, pricking deliciously as she reaches out to take Celegorm's hand and get to her feet. ]

Good thinking