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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.

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Too bad, I feel better now!

[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.]

Is that so? Then...?

[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.]

[~~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.]

[~~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.]

[She sighed, as if he should be able to just read her mind and figure out what she wanted.]

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.]

...then by all means take whatever you need.

[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.]

But not that sword, right?

[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.]

What if I said yes? Or told you I'd rather you stay here with me than to go off on one of your little adventures?

[He already knew the answers -- he just wanted to present his side of the deal to her before she had the chance to escape.]

[Well, that honesty wasn't so expected, and she blinked once, eyes softening ever so slightly. It only lasted a second before she scoffed and waved a hand dismissively.]

Run away from one castle to hide in another? I don't think so.

[His head hanging slightly, he laughed lowly to himself then shook his head.]

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?

[She shrugged a little, turning to walk back into the room, giving the discarded dress a little kick as she passed it.]

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.]

There's a ship that leaves from South Figaro daily...

[He figured he'd offer her that much, at least.]

You're not one for plans, are you?

Not much point in makin' plans if you don't have nowhere to be.

[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.

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