They set me up!

[sarafina]

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.

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!

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.

Comments

[timewarden]

[Vampire lords sound suspiciously like Dragon Lords to Anjou but even so, the way these vampires distribute their powers differs greatly. It seems that all a vampire needs to do is bite some unwilling victims and transform them into their spawn. To be frank, that terrifying. Just one bite and your entire life will be over, forced into a terrible servitude forevermore.

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.

[anothernibble]

[His smile doesn't quite reach his eyes when Anjou echoes his words.] It's complicated. But, yes. I've been misplaced. Like a lost toy. And happier for it.

[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.]

[timewarden]

[Anjou can't help but scowl. Just the thought of Astarion's former master coming to fetch him angers him on a level he didn't know possible. Nobody should have such dominion over someone else. Vampire spawn or not, Astarion is a man of his own free will and deserves to live his life accordingly without some bloody vampire threatening his autonomy.]

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.

[anothernibble]

Immensely so. [He frowns thoughtfully, though Cazador is the last thing he ever wants to think about and isn't it just hilarious that he tends to be the person he thinks about the most.]

... 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.]

[timewarden]

[If given the time to research more regarding vampire lore, Anjou is certain he could defeat Cazador. He's almost willing to bet money on it but at the same time, Anjou is arrogant to a fault. After all, he is the strongest of his kind and had virtually remained undefeated for over fifty or so years. Even so, Anjou is a bit of reckless at times. A little more than just reckless, actually. The man doesn't seem to know his limits even after all these years and he'll do anything to appease a pretty face.]

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.]

[anothernibble]

[He cracks a smile as he turns his head, giving the appearance of coyness.]

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.]

[timewarden]

I can assure you, I'm not joking.

[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.

[anothernibble]

[Astarion just smiles at him, the edges dark, predatory. He's not even bothering to hide it. Why bother? His prey is willing. Not prey, that's why he's willing.

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.]

[timewarden]

Decisions, decisions...

[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.]

[anothernibble]

Most agreeable. It's not far. I can practically smell the watered down drinks and desperation from here. [He flashes Anjou a grin, street lights glittering in his eyes and reflecting off the sharp angles of his fangs.

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.]

[timewarden]

[A faint chuckle escapes Anjou once he hears the question. While Anjou has a habit of hanging out at bars or lounges, he's not much of a clubber. It's usually too loud and crowded for his liking and typically lacks the ambiance he seeks but for tonight, he'll humor it. He just wants any excuse for this lovely date not to end.]

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.