[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

[probablynoteren]

[Telepathy is really strange -- the text and otherwise visual part is the part he really has trouble fathoming, because he can think of speaking with his mind in the same way he thinks about speaking into his comm device back home; it's a bit of a stretch, but it helps with handling it. He still has to use the mirror for anything else.

Maybe he should try again, though, or see if he can find anyone used to this method of communication. He remembers that there were a couple of people in the mirrors who seemed well-practiced with it...

Anyway, for now, Lenka is fine going along with Hibiki's proposal, though he'd been pretty successfully ignoring the small blizzard of paper strips on the table. He does choke on a piece of cheese at the question, though. What?]

What? Uh, I've never thought about that... [he's only ever really eaten fish, and thinking of himself as a fillet isn't the greatest visual] ... The kind that doesn't get eaten?

[He's... good at this... Should he pick up a paper. He's getting cheese on it. Maybe it's an omen--]

"What's... the cheesiest pick-up line you've ever heard."

[Regrets. There are regrets at this table.]

[secrowtary]

To be fair...neither have I. [ He's judging you, paper strip. How could you fail to meet his expectations. Rude. ] And I believe your answer is the best one can give.

[ He's not even sure if he knows any species of fish which aren't used for cooking.

Maybe he should have actually answered. If he had done it, the next question wouldn't be so cheesy. ]

Uh. Is it hot in here or is it just you?

[ So many regrets. ]

[probablynoteren]

[He's not entirely sure what he expected of the strips of paper but it was likely more along the lines of #2: cheesy mortification and not #1: sudden and inexplicable fish. He kind of wishes his expectations hadn't been met at this point, because he could have lived without either. If he hadn't still been trying to clear fish-induced cheese out of his windpipe he would've choked again.]

That's... that's pretty bad. [especially because Aimintas actually is pretty up there temperature-wise, and now he's imagining the Palai using that and--] ... Did they use magic on the paper, too?

[Because really, the paper just keeps coming. He's eyeing them a little like they might bite him at this point.]

[secrowtary]

[ To be honest, it was that line or On a scale of 1 to 10, you’re a 9. I’m the 1 you need. Or actually...the more Hibiki thinks about it, the more of them pop up.

This is what happens when your boss is a womanizer. ]

I know, believe me, I know. If you haven't heard anything like that then you must be a truly lucky person. [ A deep sigh. ] It's for breaking the ice, or something like that.

[ The paper is one thing, but their chairs are another. Shortly, Hibiki realizes that it's pulling away from the table, oops. Now he'll never know if Lenka has been inflicted upon any terrible pickup lines.

Because he's definitely not going to ask about it ever again, this is simply too embarrassing. ]

[probablynoteren]

[Ah, he accidentally found something Hibiki was an expert at. Is he lucky or unlucky, nobody will ever know, because they'll indeed never speak of this again even though all of this is happening within hearing distance of at least five Palai and a couple of coven members. Whoops.

Anyway, they're finally moving on from this fiasco, and Lenka's also busy banishing the last fridge he summoned. Best not to leave more cheese than necessary in their wake. Who knows what it could do to their successors.]