discedo_logs | Just a blind date

Who: Anyone who signed up here, but party crachers are welcome! (if you suddenly feel the urge to have a romantic dinner with someone, idefc!)
Where: Roof of Latimir
When: 14 Feb, 7.00 pm
Rating: G and up!
Summary: VALENTINE'S~
The Log:

((The message probably came around noon: hey! the blind dates will be tonight at seven. make sure you dress warm, it was pretty chilly last year. thanks for signing up! Now, for some of you might have come as a surprise: "I was signed up for what?" though others already know it was coming for them. Either way, you chose to see exactly what it was you were signed up for. Perhaps a secret lover wanted to meet up with you and were too shy to ask? Wherever you come from, the roof of Latimir is your destination.

The weather was only so-so. Winds blow over the cold roof, table cloths of low quality shutter at their touch. It seems Greece has a campfires set up in three place carefully protected by metal bases to prevent fire damage, and around each tables are set up. At the very center, Greece is sitting, and when he sees someone approach, smiles, bringing him or her to the designated spot. He'll bring the small dinner when your date has arrived! He returns to his spot, clearly attending a soup at the center of the event.

The table seems to be set with only a paper flower set in a small dish. Your number, in black, fading marker stands upright before you, and your partner's number sits across from you. Around you may be the other guests, whom you may approach and talk with if you see fit.

If you look at the other side of the card, you may find a few hints and tips to get conversation going. "Cats" "I can kick your ass" "Scones" "Flowers" and the like are scribbled onto every card.

It's a bit nerve wrecking to arrive before your date, but don't be too worried. Eventually, he or she will show up, and if you were lucky, your date and you won't already hate eachother. It's funny how things work.

The number matches are as follows:
(13 - 15) (4 - 11) (8 - 9) (7 - 14) (1 - 10) (6 - 16) (5 - 12) (2 - 3) (17 - 18)

Comment here with your number in the subject line. Make sure you look to see if your match hasn't commented already. When commenting TO your blind date at first, add your number too!!! If you want to mingle with other guests, that's TOOOOTALLY allowed! And finally, if you need to "godmod" Greece a little as far as food things go, that's fine!

And finally, if you need conversation prompts, forgot/lost your number, or have any other questions, my aim is Maypie Lord, or you can PM the account!))

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ Feel the depth of his stare from Istanbul to Ankara, Turkey. Feel it. ]

This is not "hot" and it is not a "date". [ And it's childish but have a sharp kick in the shin! That's the closest you're getting to playing footsie tonight. ]

[asldjasd retreat, retreat! slowly... slides his feet to rest under his chair, gosh. damn, and that'd been his personal space, too!]

I know that, geez! Point is, I ain't the one to blame-- only came so as to not stand someone up!

[because as lame as the excuse sounds, it's true.]

Why? Why put my name in? [ He's a little slow on realizing that this isn't entirely Turkey's fault. Somehow he just finds something naturally guilty-looking in his expression. Maybe it's the mask. He's had bad run-ins with masked people. ]

You are an idiot.

I didn' put yer name in, either!

[the mask really causes more trouble than it's worth, at times. but wait for it, wait for it...]

You musta put mine in.

[ Really. Really. Oh come on! ]

What? I did not! [ Okay, so maybe he doesn't have a ton of things to do with his free time here but that's just insulting. ]

[...]

Denial ain't only a river in Egypt, ya know~

[holy shit his charm is just at 200% today.]

[ Don't sell yourself short; it must be 300%, at least. ]

"Egypt"? What is "Egypt"? [ And is it relevant? ]

[... and -300% swag at that.]

... Y'know what? Nevermind!

Though, come to think 'a it... if ya really wanna know who the asshole is that signed us up, I could hazard a guess.♪

[ What's that? Is Turkey actually being helpful? At least, that's the impression he's getting from the words he's understanding. ]

What? Who? [ Sasuke sits up a little straighter. ]

[cue a more crooked grin and adoption of what he hopes to be a convincing demeanor. also, as if this is all supposed to be under wraps and hush-hush:]

Dunno if you'd know him, but... Guy goes by 'Greece'.

[ Greece... Greece... Wait, that actually rings a bell. ]

He said something to me. Something stupid. [ Because the pick-up line had been a little beyond him. ]

He says a lot of stupid things, yeah!

[he points in greece's general direction... discreetly, if that can even be a thing that is done. this is turkey, after all.]

See the guy with the medium-length brown hair? That's him.

[ Turkey, you were doing so well before you made your dislike so obvious! ]

... You know him how? Did he try also to steal your heart?

[what the fuck

kind of deadpan question

is that]

Haaah? What'd ya say?

You are angry at him. He tried to steal your heart?

N... ooooooooooo...

[still. so unsure of what to make of that LMAO.]

I'm angry at him cuz he signed me up for this, duh!

Edited 2012-02-15 05:37 (UTC)

[ Oh no, I broke him! ]

You knew him before... How?

... He's my neighbor...?

[sure did]

You hate him?

Hate's a pretty strong word, y'know!

[back to grinning-- that question kind of snapped him back to some normalcy. at least, as normal as it could get. he jumps from his seat, slapping the table.]

Anyway!♪ Whether ya go on my lead or not, 's up to you. Ya want me to get ya some champagne or somethin'?

[ Oh, champagne... He knows that word all too well by now, given that his last experience with champagne ended with him passed out in a snow bank with a pierced ear. Undignified. ]

Champagne? No, not that. [ Sasuke eyes Turkey like he thinks the other is insane. ] Water. Now go. [ Clearly he has no problem with ordering people around. ]

[cocks an eyebrow and doesn't budge, though the expression doesn't waver much either. he leans a hand on the table.]

Try sayin' please an' I might consider, eh?

[aka, or else you're getting champagne.]

[ A long stare. Well, what a difficult guy... Really Sasuke should know this by now. ]

I refuse. [ This date is going fabulously. ]

[he shrugs.]

Suit yerself!♪

[thus off he goes-- aka, sasuke better be still there when he comes back. but he returns relatively quickly because he sort of suspected that would happen otherwise, two champagnes in hands. he sets sasuke's down in front of him, and reseats himself.

sorry, nope. not even time to further react.]

[ He had just been glancing around for familiar faces, too, though honestly finding the culprit behind this whole situation is priority one. For some reason Sasuke is reluctant to scratch Turkey off the list of possibilities. Maybe he just fixates too much.

Staring at the champagne a moment. ] ... Do not drink too much. [ No doubt he's underestimating Turkey's ability to drink. ]

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