Zidane Tribal (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
monkeytailed) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
bakerstreet2012-02-17 11:25 am
monkeytailed) wrote in bakerstreet2012-02-17 11:25 am
The Secret Admirer Meme
One of you has a secret admirer! You just opened up your mailbox or closest equivalent thereof and discovered a note and a gift from someone who admires you!
As for the other you...are you the secret admirer? Are you secretly admiring someone else and are hoping you can get to the package before they open it up because you sent it to the wrong person by accident? Are you some random passerby checking your own mail or are you their friend who happens to also coincidentally be there for some reason or another? I don't know, it's up to you.
You should know the drill by now! (And it will pierce the heavens.) Post a comment, tag people, react.
Of course, gift giving is tough sometimes, so if you're stumped fire up the RNG, put a number between 1 and 8, and...
1. A bouquet of flowers and an almost cloyingly sweet note of admiration.
2. Balloons and a card which says something sappy about how looking at you makes their heart soar like a balloon.
3. Chocolates (probably ones leftover from Valentine's Day if it exists in your canon) and a store bought card. Sucks to be you if you're allergic to chocolate.
4. Homemade cookies and a hastily scribbled note asking you to come out to some location at a certain time to hear their confession.
5. A hand knit scarf with hearts on it. The color scheme is also a bit...dubious.
6. A sexy dress and a ticket to that thing you like. (In the event you need help to pull it off or are Cloud Strife, you may assume the dress comes with stuff like sexy cologne and a wig.)
7. THE TICKET IS NOW DIAMONDS...sorry. Jewelry and a terrible card which says something about how the brilliance of your eyes shines brighter than any jewels or something along those lines.
8. Sexy (or 'sexy' if it's one of those pieces of undergarments that appeals to a niche audience) lingerie and a rather raunchy, suggestive note.
no subject
Don't think that we're even now. It's a small favor.
[With the tunic in hand, she moved over to another drawer that she had searched through earlier, grabbing a sash.]
Are ya just gonna stand and stare?
[While she changes that is. While she wasn't the most modest person in the world, she had grown up being very careful about who she changed in front of.]
no subject
[As tempting as it was to just stand there and gawk as she changed in front of him, he knew better, and so he turned his back to her, his arms folded.]
So.
[A brief pause.]
How many more 'small favors' will I have to do until you and I are even?
no subject
Why? Don't... augh wanna be in debt?
[Finally she just stooped down, grabbing the bottom of her dress and just lifting it up and over her head. Yes, that works.]
no subject
[Hearing the lace tearing and Faris grunting made him want to turn and assist, but he kept staring straight ahead to avoid jeopardizing his manhood.]
...are you all right there? Do you need some help?
no subject
[She struggled with the dress some more, why did they make the blasted things-]
[With a huff she let go of the hem of her dress, letting it fall back in place, whoever had done up her dress apparently was keen on not letting Faris ever get out of it. By god if she had her sword-]
[Instead of asking for help she just marched over in front of him turning her back to him so he could get to the laces and buttons in the back.]
You're probably used t' undoin' ladies dresses all the time, huh?
no subject
...whatever gave you that idea?
[His smirk could almost be heard.]
no subject
[She held a hand up to keep the dress on, shooting a look behind her at Edgar, well he made faster work of that then she expected. Honestly it was kind of embarrassing considering how long she was trying to get them undone.]
[With that done she walked back around him, kicking off the dress and shrugging on the tunic.]
Ahh, that's better.
[She tied the sash around her waist, feeling a lot more like herself.]
no subject
He turned around once she verbalized her relief, and shook his head in mock disappointment.]
Oh, but you looked so much better before...
[In all honesty, she looked great in anything she wore, and he had no preference. He just liked to tease whenever he could.
Which was often.]Anything else I can help you with or are you simply here to take my breath away?
no subject
[To emphasize her point she stretched out a little, not like the dress was keeping her from doing that, but it really did restrict the motion.]
[At his question she turned and opened her mouth to respond, before she stopped herself. New idea; she took a few steps towards him until she was right in front of him. She even batted her eyelashes a few times-over-dramatically, like the wenches in the tavern would do.]
Oh I'm here t' take more than just your breath-
[Like the sword at your side that she's reaching for. Hey she needs a way to defend herself.]
no subject
[He paused as she neared him, first grinning roguishly at the flirty (?) bat of her eyelashes, then cautiously stepping back when it appeared she was reaching for his weapon.]
Ho~ld on there a second, dear. That particular sword is off limits to even you, I'm afraid.
[He eyed her warily.]
no subject
Not that sword.Yeah her flirting only lasts for about ten seconds.]What?
[She frowned.]
You don't have anything I can take?
[It doesn't have to be the sword on his person, but it was the only one she saw in the room right now.]
no subject
Too bad.]I have plenty for you to take but I am wondering why. I enjoy owning these things.
[There was an armory in one of the subterranean levels of the castle but he mentioned nothing of it -- he wanted to know why she insisted on being armed all of a sudden.]
no subject
I said I was gonna disappear for awhile. I can't just go off without any weapons.
[She hadn't really been planning on hanging around Figaro any longer than she needed to just prepare for her journey, really.]
no subject
[It was quite difficult for him to now show any sign of disappointment at her news. He'd grown fond of her sporadic visits, not just because she was another vision of loveliness he could mercilessly flirt with, but more importantly: she entertained him to no end, her banter and wit offering a reprieve and a glimpse into a world free from the monotony of politics and court life.]
no subject
[She'll just have to go raid his armory later then. It was hard to say that she wasn't going to miss visiting too, and who knows how long she'd really be gone, it was always hard to tell with Faris.]
Gonna miss me?
[She grinned wryly.]
no subject
[He already knew the answers -- he just wanted to present his side of the deal to her before she had the chance to escape.]
no subject
Run away from one castle to hide in another? I don't think so.
no subject
No, I suppose not. It was worth a try.
[Not that he expected her to do anything but rebel...]
Where are you planning on going, exactly?
no subject
I dunno. I was gonna head to the shore, see if I could hitch a ride on a boat somewhere.
[Despite fire being her element, the sea is where she felt most at home.]
no subject
[He figured he'd offer her that much, at least.]
You're not one for plans, are you?
no subject
[She stooped to pick up another scarf that she had tossed across the room earlier, wrapping it loosely around her neck.]
Sorry 'bout the mess, by the way.