[WORLD ONE] SPEED DATING EXTRAVAGANZA

[spellbindmods]

Who: Participating coven members
Where: The Palai marketplace
When: Day 49
Open/Closed: OTA

[ Any and all who are in the marketplace will find that there is suddenly a mysterious barrier around the marketplace (that may be eerily familiar to some) -- specifically one large portion of the marketplace with a large number of tables and chairs, perhaps purposefully set out for nefarious reasons.

A few Palai are ushering coven members to chairs, and everything seems about normal. As normal as the Palai can be when they're putting on a show anyway. It's not until a sizable portion of the coven members are seated (and also supplied with breadsticks and small shrimp), that things get a bit more bizarre.

Thanks to the power of the Eltos, a small band of energy keeps coven members stuck to the chair (magic can interfere, of course), but that's not the end of it. On each table, next to those delicious smelling breadsticks and shrimp, is a bowl of scraps of papers. Every five minutes, a strip of paper will pop out from the bowl.

If you ask the Palai, they'll be inclined to explain speed dating to you. Asking questions, getting to know a person, then being shimmied off to the next potential mate -- this is made possible by Elto magic yet again, through flying chairs that transport their holder to a new table at standard intervals.

The Palai are extremely invested in this exercise? Will you let them down? ]

[ OOC: In the spirit of speed dating, each character will have a top level. All who want to respond to this top level can with questions from this post, but the threads have to end at 10 comments from each character. After this last tag, the characters can be assumed to have been whisked to a different potential match. You're free to have characters make up their own questions, interact with Palai serving food, etc. ]

Comments

[teratias]

[Oh thank God. Jotaro's at least on the same wavelength on Waver, so the minute they're forced together, Waver's immediately at ease. And he's got trousers on!]

How'd they even get you into this?

[How many Palai does it take to wrestle a man who's mostly muscle into a chair?!]

[fivefingerdeathpunch]

Lies, magic, and superior numbers.

[It was terrible, he still hasn't been able to pull away enough to straighten his jacket. At least his legs are covered; speed dating is not an activity best pursued half-dressed.]

What about you? Did they have a good story or just stick you in the chair?

[teratias]

How...how many in superior numbers. You're not small.

[Or perhaps it is best done half dressed.]

I was walking in the general direction and got whisked into the whole thing.

[fivefingerdeathpunch]

[Jotaro's Informed Hotness is already too powerful. He doesn't need to double down by showing skin!]

At least five. I was worried they were going to hurt themselves at first, but I should've worried about myself more.

[A slip of paper flies up into the air, but Jotaro refuses to acknowledge it. This is Tiny Bro hangout time, no matter what the Palai intended.]

Tell me more about that mage stuff. What do you guys do if wandering around looking mystical is off the table?

[teratias]

[He doesn't need to. But it can sure still happen.]

Jeez. I'm kind of surprised. Big guy like you in your twenties and it was only five?

[Waver isn't sure what the paper says. He's happier in ignorance, actually.]

Sit in London and be jerks to each other.

[fivefingerdeathpunch]

[Someday it might even happen again.]

One, I'm seventeen, and two, they jumped me. Sounds about right for London, though.

[Does he really look that old? Pretty much everyone Jotaro ran into the last couple of months before Qri grabbed him either knew him already, recognized he was walking around in a modified school uniform, or didn't talk to him long enough for it to come up, so it's a weird idea and he doesn't know what to do except correct it.]

[teratias]

[HOLD. EVERYTHING.]

You're SEVENTEEN?! How!? I'm nineteen and I could fit two of myself side by side to make up like, the width of one of your arms!

[fivefingerdeathpunch]

[For a mage, Waver sure has a low tolerance for the bizarre...]

It runs in the family. My grandpa's just as big as I am, and his grandpa was as big as him.

[He's just gonna sigh and eat some shrimp, tyvm. And also not mention the guy here he's distantly related to who seems to have been skipped by the beef gene.]

[teratias]

[Waver is 90% reactions in most circumstances. He just sighs, wondering how it is people can get that big, but he can remain a tiny bean pole.]

Jeez. That's...impressive genetics, I guess.

[fivefingerdeathpunch]

Joestar blood doesn't fuck around.

[Except when it does. Anyway! Jotaro's moved on to eating some sandwich-looking thing he kind of liberated from a passing refreshment tray via Star Platinum's arm emerging from his shoulder. Big boys need their nutrition.]

Back to London. [Good job changing the subject, dude, not avoiding things at all.] Why there and not anywhere else in the world? British Empire steal everyone else's magic and it got stuck there?

[teratias]

Nah, there are other places with other organizations. They don't like the Mages Association and vice versa and America's just...[Waver gestures openly.] America.