open ♔ valentine's day

[romanticidal]

♬ Careless Whisper - George Michael

WHO || Anyone and their special someone [Closed]
WHAT || Various Valentine's Day activities
WHERE ||Anywhere
WHEN || Feb 14th, 2016
HOW || Actionspam or Prose

[ It's Valentine's Day! ( aka Singles Awareness Day )  Assume that all missions that are posted already are going out after this. ♥ ]

Comments

[procurer]

Tell me about it.

[ His voice is oh-so-dry at that, because he knows just as well as she does.

Although her offer to involve the other Knights has him lifting his hands in surrender and backpedaling quickly. ]

No! No thanks. Last time I asked one of those people for confirmation on something, I ended up stabbed. Let's avoid the mortal injury part of this date if it's all the same to you. Our first not-date had more than enough already.

[ He squints at her a moment in thought before breaking into a grin. ] So you want to try a real date this time, huh? Alright, Abbie Mills. You're on. One week from today. You and me. Five PM. Dress comfortable and meet me out front.

[leftenants]

First mention I've heard of any stabbing.

[Does she need to keep you on a leash, Hawley? Actually, don't answer that.

She cracks a smile, nodding to confirm.]

Alright. Five PM. I'll be there. Even leave work behind this time. [That should say a lot, considering it's near impossible for her to manage any other day of the week.] I trust you to show me at least a moderately good time.

[procurer]

Have I not complained to you already about the menace of a lawn gnome in this place?

[ Stop him now before he goes on a tirade to rectify this, Mills.

He gives a playful gasp at her oath, clutching his chest. ]

Look at that, Hell really has frozen over. And please. Every time out with me is a good time. You won't be disappointed. I don't do things by half-measures.

[leftenants]

Apparently not.

[But they can come back to that later. She lets out a brief snort in reply, resisting the urge to shake her head in disbelief all over again. Of course there are dramatics.]

Works out. I could do with some demons being put on ice for awhile. [She has so seen enough of them.] So. While I'll be expecting your A game a week from now, I've still got pizza and a copy of Hot Fuzz tonight.

[procurer]

Well, we have one. And she stabbed me. And then got all huffy when I had the audacity to get upset over it.

[ He sounds so outraged over the entire matter, regardless of the fact Taradiddle had healed it moments later. It was entirely beside the point.

Still, her reaction to the dramatics gets a grin from him and he slings an arm around her shoulder. ]

Sounds like the best way to spend the rest of the evening to me. I'm in.

[leftenants]

Most people are decidedly against being stabbed, I've found.

[She's not sure when the last time she saw him this ruffled over anything was, but she makes an effort to keep just how entertaining it is under wraps. She smirks back, letting him put his arm around her shoulders, inclining her head to where the rest of the leftovers are sitting.]

I'll even share my M&Ms with you if you play your cards right.

[procurer]

Right?

[ Finally someone with some common sense. He knew he could count on you, Mills.

At her words, he just grins and gives her a tug with the arm draped around her shoulders as he steers them towards the leftovers. ]

You just try and stop me.

[leftenants]

Don't tempt me to change my mind, now.

[She lets one hand come to rest comfortably against the forearm draped over her shoulder, still able to maneuver easily enough once the leftovers are in reach.]

It'd be a real shame, considering how long you waited to get this far.

[She's only teasing, of course-- unless they're talking about the chocolate. Generally, Abbie Mills is good to her word, excluding a certain Pied Piper incident. For now, though it's all in good fun. /scene]