[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

[nockpoint]

[ OK NO BUT IN ALL SERIOUSNESS... the cat across from jumin just kind of. looks up at him after he says this. stares him right in the eyes, with those sharp, grey cat eyes of his own, and blinks in disbelief. is this how people talk to cats? really?

he keeps up the stare-down for a few more seconds, before heaving a little cat sigh, and shifting his gaze up to the roof, as if waiting for god to help him, or maybe a meteor to strike him or something. please. ]

[yancat]

Ah, no. I love you a little less than Elizabeth III, but I can learn nonetheless.

[God is nowhere to be found.]

Can you speak? Do you have a name?

im slow my life is in shambles im so sorry

[nockpoint]

[ screw you, yes he can speak. ]

Are you so uncreative with names that you've used the same one three times?

1/4

[yancat]

[The voice is so unexpectedly deep that Jumin snaps,]

I didn't name her, you fool.

[yancat]

[Wait.]

[yancat]

[Okay, he can't have suddenly gained the ability to talk to animals because Qri said he only had one power. But it wasn't telepathy either, since he's absolutely certain he heard a voice.

Also, hallucinating just isn't a thing he does.

So what the fuck is this. What the fuck.]

it's okay!! i'll wait forever

[yancat]

... Now that you can speak, I suddenly wish you wouldn't.

either way im dying holy shit

[nockpoint]

[ haven't you heard of a familiar before, bruh. ]

Not happy with your premature confession? [ it wasn't listed as a power, but perhaps this is just a side effect of making a very smug man into an animal with an innate talent for smugness... either way, you're doomed, jumin. ] Or maybe you're just the kind of man who prefers those who can't turn him down.

hard same

[yancat]

[He is, in fact, one of those men. But he doesn't want to go full Christian Grey, nor does he want to spend the rest of his life with the worst kind of cat LEAVE HIM ALONE!!!]

Hah. I'm just glad I won't need a divorce.

[Of course, everything until now has probably been half a joke, but it's incredibly hard to tell.

He adjusts his cuffs.]

No, we've simply gotten off on the wrong foot.

[Wait.]

Paw.

[Yes.]

Let's start over. My name is Jumin Han.

[nockpoint]

[ archer's hobbies so far as part of the coven are as follows: staring at the sky and naps. occasionally also being climbed on by palai children, but mostly the first two. maybe he'll have to add "harass jumin" to that list?

any way, he's kind of at a disadvantage here, being below eye level, when he's so used to being a head taller than most people, and it's time to remedy that by jumping up on the table itself. he is a big cat, thank god, and he settles himself down with his tail neatly wrapped around his feet, away from the stupid seafood dishes. ]

Hm. [ new problem: what the fuck does he say for a name. if this motherfucker tries to name him... ] Familiars don't usually go by names.

[ which is false. but maybe jumin doesn't know that. ]

Don't tell me you were here with an earnest intent to snag yourself a cat.

[yancat]

[The cat isn't cute, but he is majestic. But sarcasm and rudeness are usually used by others to make them appear larger than they are, so maybe not majestic. He's just a fat cat.]

No, I was dragged into it. I supposed that if I was going to be coerced into meeting others, I might as well come out of it with results.

[Jumin frowns, though that's also hard to tell.]

But it sounds like you have a master. That's unfortunate.

[nockpoint]

How entrepreneurial of you.

[ its called being emotionally dead and not coping with it well, you jerk. under all this floof he's a muscular killing machine!!! a cat made of swords. ]

The witch I served last is dead. [ sorry not sorry medea ] Technically, I'm in the market, so to speak.

[ not that he'd contract with mister 50 shades of furry over here, lbh. laure has a streak of getting archer cute girls for masters and she refuses to break it. miniskirts only!! ]

[yancat]

I see. Well, best of luck to you, then.

[Jumin doesn't want to contract with him either. Between both of them, that would make two cynical assholes. Let's hope there are more twintailed tsunderes out there...

But now that Emiya's brought it up, Jumin can't stop thinking about the possibilities.]

Hmm. I wonder if Elizabeth III has magical powers.