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bakerstreet2021-09-19 06:45 am
sarafina) wrote in bakerstreet2021-09-19 06:45 am
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They set me up!
The BLIND DATE Meme
The Blind Date meme. Pretty self-explanatory. No matter how awkward and unexpected they might be, there is always something exciting about them. Who is your company for the evening going to be? Will it be a person of your innermost dreams or someone you absolutely can't stand? And most importantly...
How are you going to handle it?
What do:
1. Post with your character! They're now in the middle of a blind date.
2. Comment to each other! When you do that...
3. Go to Random.org and roll a single die!
1.4. Play out the date. This meme can be completely fluffy, smutty, or hilarious. If you don't want smut, you can put that in your subject. It doesn't even have to be romantic.First date-- You've never been out on a date before, so someone's decided to give you a helping hand.
2.On the rebound-- You're recovering from a painful breakup, but your friends/family think they found a great person for you anyway.
3.Not strangers at all-- Someone thought you didn't know your date. Turns out you know them from somewhere.
4.Hideously awkward-- Hey wait, that's your ex/boss/doctor/distant family member! Or, even worse, it's that person you absolutely despise. This will go well!
5.Existing partner-- You two are just acting like strangers to spice up your love life.
6.Future spouse-- Unfortunately, you have to have an arranged marriage. Fortunately, you get to meet that special someone for a date beforehand. How will the night go?
7. ...or, instead of rolling, come up with your own scenario!
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[He nods almost sagely. Deeds were something he certainly agreed was a good thing to judge people on.]
Fascinating. Truly. [He does seem to be carefully filing all of this information away in case he ever needs it, still looking at Anjou as if he's trying to solve the puzzle to who he is.]
It's own set of dangers? Most powerful abilities require a trade off... or two. [That bitterness crawls back into his tone but is gone just as quickly.] What kind of dangers?
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[If other hybrids like him didn't take up the sword against their progenitors, humanity would've surely fallen by now. That much is apparent since the dragons are much more powerful than most mortals. Even so, humanity did at one point used to hunt these beasts. So who knows? Either way, Anjou is content with his violent profession.]
The type that would threaten my life, of course. [He comments with a somewhat flippant tone despite the severity of the topic at hand.] If I attempt the impossible and control time indefinitely, I will die.
[Something akin to worry lingers within his gaze before he finally decides to order some food. Dragon or not, Anjou is hungry.]
Slowing the time for others speeds the time for me.
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If there's one common through line between any creature that deigns to interrupt or cheat the natural order of things, it's that they tend to reap what they sow. Fighting against the tides of time comes with a steep price tag.
[Astarion notes with interest that Anjou doesn't ask him if he'd like to order anything. In his mind, that answers the question as to whether or not he'd been told about what he was. Good, that saved time.]
What did that little display of yours just now cost you?
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Not too much. [He admits with a sly smile.] Just enough to remind me of my delayed mortality but since I didn't cross the threshold too much, I won't be croaking any time soon.
[Hopefully. Anjou knows what he can typically get away with and what he can't. Besides, he wanted to thoroughly answer his date's question with a demonstration rather than with mere words.]
Now, what about you? I've been prattling on long enough, dear vampire.
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Well, that's good. A dead body isn't all that thrilling to most.
[Anjou catches him while taking a sip of his wine and he raises an eyebrow as he sets the glass down. Ah, good, so someone had forewarned him.]
It's not very interesting, I'm afraid. I'm not even a vampire - not a true vampire, at least. I'm a vampire spawn. Free of the roost, as it were, through... fate. Luck?
So, what about me? [A bit of a smirk tugs at his lips.] I'm afraid I can't offer a demonstration. Not here, at least. [There's a definite teasing purr that creeps into his voice.] And, if you're hungry, you really should eat beforehand. [His smirk turns a little more impish.]
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A vampire spawn? [He arches his brow a little.] Forgive me, I don't know much about vampires other than they require fresh blood as nourishment.
I take it that you once had a sire, yes?
[While Anjou wishes not to pry too much, he cannot help but do so. He's oddly fascinated with the vampire and those little fangs. He'll most certainly be looking forward to a demonstration later.]
So, I might get the opportunity to test how sharp those fangs are?
[He questions with a smile once the food arrived. Like most hybrids, Anjou can pretty much eat whatever he wants but he prefers hardy meals like steaks and stews over those flimsy salads. That's why he chose to dine upon a pan-fried steak for this evening with portabella mushrooms and asparagus drenched in a buttery garlic sauce with a hint of thyme and freshly chopped parsley. It's a simple dish but a robust one and, yes, he likes his steaks medium-rare like a proper gentleman. He's half-dragon, he likes the blood.]
If you need a nibble, just ask.
[And he's not talking about the food either judging from his flirtatious smile.]
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[It only take a moment for the waitress to return with the bottle, which Astarion graciously accepts, waiting for her to retreat back to the kitchen before pouring himself another glass.]
I was bitten by a vampire lord. I died. I became... what I am. [He takes another drink.] Vampire spawn aren't given blood from their lord, effectively making them a slave with some vampiric powers and all of a vampire's... 'quirks'.
I've recently become- [He tries to decide what world to use.]- Conveniently misplaced. And so have quite a few of my quirks. [He gives Anjou a toothy grin.]
Mm, I should hope so. Most people wouldn't consider that an 'opportunity'.
[The smell of the food, no matter how raw and bloody, made his stomach turn as if his body needs to remind him not to be an idiot.]
Ah, no, I'll wait for the main course as it were.
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Which begs the question, how did Astarion escape? Perhaps that's where their mutual contact comes in, which would make sense. Astarion won his freedom through the help of their friend and certainly plans on keeping it that way.]
Conveniently misplaced? Hmm, I like the sound of that.
[Anjou replies after taking a few bites of his food. It's almost a crying shame that Astarion can't eat regular food anymore. The steak is delicious.]
Oh, I'm the main course now? [He asks with a grin.] I almost like the sound of that.
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[Of course, that implied that there was a possibility that someone might want him found, but he'd deal with that when the time came. For now, his focus was simply staying lost.
He chuckles softly.]
Very few would share your sentiments, I think. [He considers him over the glass of wine musingly.] I'm not sure what that says about you. Perhaps our paths were destined to cross, hm? [He chuckles again.]
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How powerful is this master of yours? [He questions after taking the last bite of his steak. It was a wonderful meal but Anjou's thoughts are focused upon other matters right now.] Do you think he can be defeated?
[If so, tell him how, Astarion. He'll fight and kill this monster if it means winning the vampire spawn his freedom. After all, Anjou is a dragon. He'll bite their bloody head off.]
Perhaps or maybe I'm just a bit of a masochist. [He jokes with a slight grin.] Nevertheless, I think we would make a rather interesting pair.
I'm not opposed to the idea, not at all.
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... Yes. I do. [He speaks slowly, choosing his words carefully.] Regardless of how powerful he is, how powerful anyone is, they are not undefeatable.
[He just isn't sure how to defeat Cazador... The sun maybe. Finding him in order to defeat him is the tricky part. A vampire doesn't become as powerful and old as Cazador by being stupid.
Anjou cracks a joke but Astarion fixes him with an almost serious, steady stare.] Are you though? A masochist, I mean. [Instead of the usual light flirtiness in his tone, it's shifted to something darker. Something hungry.]
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My, my, it seems I said the magic word. [Anjou mutters once he notices that stark change within the vampire's demeanor.] Pain can be as pleasurable sometimes, that is if one knows how to utilize it.
But I wonder if you can make me feel anything.
[He muses aloud with such a sly smirk. Anjou is curious if Astarion will take the bait. He's certain that those lovely fangs could cause some damage but will they be lasting? After all, hybrids tend to heal relatively quick.]
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Don't sound so proud of yourself. [He's smirking again as he fixes his gaze back on Anjou.] I'm simply curious whether you're joking... [Once again, his expression turns more dark and serious.]... or not. [The curl of his lips predatory.]
Mm. So you like the intense feeling of it, the mix of pleasure and pain?
Noted.
[He traces his wine glass with the tip of his finger.] I'll keep it light, darling.
[Oh, he'll certainly be taking the bait, the hunger is clawing at his insides.]
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[He answers before fishing within his blazer for his wallet. He'll pay for the meal and their drinks. After all, this wasn't much of a treat for poor Astarion, so why make him pay? The real treat begins now.]
Come, let's go somewhere a bit more private.
[Anjou suggests after paying for the bill. He gives the waitress a handsome tip that will most likely make them their favorite customers of the night before standing. It's then that he gestures of them to leave. As of where, well it depends on Astarion.]
Have any recommendations, dear? You look absolutely famished.
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Tipping his wine glass back to down the last mouthful, he sets it down and stands gracefully.]
Let's. I'd like nothing more.
[He makes his way out of the restaurant, stepping out into the night.] Oh, hardly. [He gives Anjou a toothy smile.] You wouldn't like me when I'm famished. [He lets the word roll around in his mouth. But he's serious. He's very much in control of himself.]
Hmm. Options, options. A nice hotel? Or perhaps a private room at a club I know of? [Either seemed like good options to him. However, the club might have a few toys that they could use where the hotel most certainly would not. But they wouldn't be able to spend the night in the club. Decisions, decisions.]
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[Anjou idly taps his finger upon his chin as he mockingly paces around Astarion. He knows that the vampire is absolutely starving but he seems hellbent on making him squirm for his next meal. That's why Anjou takes his sweet time deciding what to do with his esteemed date. Going to the hotel would be rather nice but then they would have to worry about checking in and waiting for a room. That would kill the mood drastically but if they went into a club, they could have a little bit of fun before turning in for the night at a hotel.
That sounds like a good idea, doesn't it? Anjou thinks so.]
I got it! [He stops abruptly as he turns towards Astarion with a giddy grin.] Let's go to the club first, then grab a room at the hotel.
[It seems that Anjou is planning on keeping Astarion around longer than just a night.]
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Honestly, he is pretty sure he can hear the solid thud of the bass from here, even if they are a block away.
He starts off in a leisurely stroll, eyes bright and alert in his element. Busy bars and people wandering down dark streets, this had been his hunting ground at one point. Not for himself, of course. For his his lord.]
Have you been to a club like this before? [He looks over at Anjou, gaze brimming with curiosity as he continues to try to feel out his new acquaintance.]
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Not particularly but I'm quite aware of the usual dregs that linger within such establishments.
[He gives Astarion a playful wink when the vampire glances at him.]
Therefore, I suspect this will be quite the venture.
[It's a beautiful night despite being a bit cloudy and hazy. While the stars above can't be seen, the moon is still visible. There's plenty of barhoppers wandering around, most of them drunk college kids who don't know how to hold their liquor and the occasional couples meandering through the avenues. This is the perfect hunting ground for someone like Astarion but thankfully he doesn't need to hunt when he has his next meal right next to him.]
How far off are we? You have a keener sense of smell than I do.