Just a blind date

[gocoldturkey]

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!))

Comments

[eyeforaneye]

Naive... Ignorant. Mm.

I understand those. [ Far better than he would care to admit in this lifetime, okay. ] You like naive people? [ They're easier to dupe, aren't they, Clive? Sasuke knows you have at least something of a sordid "history" now. ]

[abstruse]

Everyone starts out naive. Consequently, every naive person has potential for brilliance.

[eyeforaneye]

Are you naive still? [ A fair question. Self-analysis is important. ]

[abstruse]

No.... Perhaps over-informed.

[eyeforaneye]

... I understand. I am the same.

[abstruse]

...Somehow, I suspected that we were. I think that would be the case, as I'm sure you see now.

You saw something, no? ((finally we cut to the chase.))

[eyeforaneye]

[ Finally, there we go. ]

Something in your head? Yeah. [ And yet when he'd seen one of Hong Kong's memories, Hong Kong had seen one of his as well. So... ]

Did you?

[abstruse]

Hmm. A 'vision' is the word for it.

[eyeforaneye]

Vision... [ Vision, Bision, same thing, okay. ]

Did you?

[abstruse]

I said I did. (("Hmm." Clive is very good at yes and no.))

[eyeforaneye]

... What did you see? [ Sasuke should speak the 'hmm' language by now anyway. ]

[abstruse]

I believe I witnessed the murder of your parents... ((he says it SO calmly it could even be considered offensive. However, his eyes dodge away, and his voice is low. An observant person might realize he's trying not to draw attention to their conversation.))

[eyeforaneye]

[ There's a pronounced and extremely uncomfortable silence for a few moments. Finally he responds. ]

Murder...? [ As if he can't glean from context what the word means. Though it isn't as if Hong Kong has chosen to teach him that one. ]

[abstruse]

To murder is to kill another person.

[eyeforaneye]

Ah.

It was a long time ago.

[abstruse]

Do you mind if I ask how long ago?

[eyeforaneye]

[ A pause as if he has to think about it. He doesn't. ]

Eight years. [ Maybe it's not that long after all, considering he seems more than eight years older than the kid in that memory. ]

[abstruse]

Hmm. Not long at all. ((considering his own passed away ten years ago..))

[eyeforaneye]

Maybe not.

You saw both of them, alone?

[abstruse]

No, together. It blacked out relatively quickly, though.

[eyeforaneye]

I am asking if that is all you saw. [ Somehow, if anyone were to see it, he's glad it was Clive. No big scene. ]

[abstruse]

Ah....


The memory kicked up again and I saw the assassin. He was your...? ((letting Sasuke finish it, eyes set on the other's expression. He wanted to see the reaction.))

[eyeforaneye]

... [ Sasuke actually looks away, brow furrowing momentarily before it passed. He grips the arms of his chair. ]

You saw my brother?

[abstruse]

Hmm. ((He nods once.))

[eyeforaneye]

I see.

Forget what you saw.