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

[huntersdaughter]

Was it like that before? [She frowns a bit.] Did this place not have any magic at all?

[rituals]

S'how it was meant to be. According to the Angels.

[huntersdaughter]

[She's not sure if she should keep asking him questions. Maybe this isn't a topic he's thrilled about doing a deep dive on, but she's never thought about the Veil as something that's not working right. She just assumed it was just something this world had.]

Meant to be, but hasn't ever been before? Because, it wouldn't surprise me if Angels just had a bucket full of wishful thinking.

[rituals]

I didn't say that. They claim this world was made to punish us, that not having magic's a punishment. You've never heard that twisted take on dogma, where this world's nothing but a prison?

Guess there's just some gaps in the bars.

[huntersdaughter]

[She is trying to follow all of this, because it feels like it's important, but it's also something where it could just be the weird ramblings of a guy that thinks he knows better. It's a lot to absorb for a first time meeting.]

Any clue who is supposed to be keeping an eye on the cage?

[rituals]

Plenty of argument over that point exactly.

[huntersdaughter]

Sounds like a thrilling conversation.

[She finishes her beer and leans back in her seat.]

Is it something that you're looking into -- or just in the know.

[rituals]

It's a point that's come up in conversation with a few cosmic entities.

[huntersdaughter]

Oh, right, of course. Those cosmic entities, such gabbers. [She has no clue and she's actually curious about these cosmic entities -- unless it's more angels. Those she's fine not hearing more about.]

[rituals]

Keeping 'em talking is a good way to keep alive. Just a tip.

[huntersdaughter]

I'll keep that in mind for the next time.

Not that I have a habit of running into those types.

[rituals]

I'm surprised, when you make a habit of following strange men who buy strange items.

[huntersdaughter]

I wouldn't say it's a habit per say. [She drawls, glancing to him with mild amusement.]

It paid off today, though.

[rituals]

You haven't run screaming yet. Seems you're quite an unusual woman.

[huntersdaughter]

[She chuckles.] There's alcohol here. I'd stick it out for that alone.

[rituals]

Is that the only reason?

[huntersdaughter]

["There might be something more than that."

It's a quick cut, something abrupt and unexpected that has her suddenly back in the hallway outside his apartment. Her fingers are tucking into the loose knot of his tie, yanking it hard as her other hand pulls the ends of her own shirt out of the waist of her jeans. It's hurried and rushed, but she's never really been the type to take things slow and steady. From the hallway to the doorway. Heavy breathing and amused sounds come along with the fumbling of fingers as more clothing is shed and left behind them. She goes from against the doorway to against the wall. Supported by him. Surrounded by him. It's a blur of skin and tongue and teeth and --

Jo clears her throat, catching herself in the brief fantasy before returning her attention to her beer.]

Nope. Just the beer.

[rituals]

[ well that was a ballin' sense motive check on his part, so he at least catches some meaning in her pause there and sits watching her carefully for a long moment, before finishing off his own drink in one swig. ] Pity, that.

[huntersdaughter]

[She still watches him, moving to finish her own drink.]

Is it?

[rituals]

Not a great night to go home alone.

[huntersdaughter]

[Even though the glass is empty, she still touches it, tipping it onto the edge of its base and rocking it slowly side to side. Living at the castle means that she never goes home to an empty place, but it's definitely not the same as what she is pretty sure he's implying. (sense motive 22 total)]

Because of the holiday or because you're worried I might follow another guy home?

[rituals]

Little bit of both, let's say.

[huntersdaughter]

[She smirks, amused but also curious if this is something she actually wants to just walk away from. It's been a while since she's had time for herself and it's been even longer since she's had a reason not to just head back.]

Well, I'd hate for you to be so concerned.

[rituals]

Then I suppose I'd better offer you an escort.

[huntersdaughter]

[She makes an amused sound, smirking at him. She can't actually let him walk her home, despite it being an almost gentlemanly thing.]

And where might you be escorting me?