If life were a movie (which it's not), you would know exactly where in the runtime we are. The camera focuses on our two leads. The music swells. They stare at each others' faces, as if they're seeing each other for the first time. The audience holds their breath.
Will someone confess? Will our two lovebirds kiss? Are all the misunderstandings that have built up be dispersed? The only thing for certain is that this has to be the BIG ROMANTIC MOMENT we've been waiting for.
RULES ○ Comment with your character, info, and prefs. ○ Others will reply with a starter that instigates a BIG ROMANTIC MOMENT, whatever that constitutes for them. ○ Thread that out. Keep in mind, however, that things don't have to go as expected. This might just be a horror movie, after all.
[She really, really likes New York. It's not the biggest city she's ever seen. Not the most shining. But something about it draws her into it. Maybe it's just the nature of the place. Or perhaps it has a magic all its own, a secret magic - the words lost and forgotten, keeping it unique.]
[Or perhaps, just perhaps, a rescued sorceress and a beautiful fallen angel can call it home, and that makes it perfection.]
[Regardless, she sits atop one of the grand pillars of the Brooklyn Bridge, the sun going down. A blanket and picnic basket with her. Cliché? Absolutely. But who gives a frackle? Not her, not when the breeze is replaced by a feeling of warmth.]
[ Angela has seen many sunsets. She has watched the sun set over the furnace powered towers of Heven. She has watched the sun set over the graceful golden archways of Asgard. She has seen suns set over burnt husks of civilizations long dead, and over new settlements of life stubbornly starting anew.
But no sunset is as beautiful as one with her beloved Sera sat in front of it to watch.
The tourists on the bridge below gawk curiously up at her as she scales to the top of the Brooklyn Bridge, footsteps light as she tightrope walks along the cable up to the top of the pillar where Sera awaits her. She does not speak to announce her presence, merely lets the wind blow the tips of her ribbons over the top of Sera's shoulder, following them quickly with the rest of her as she comes to a seat on the blanket. ]
[She just smiles for a long moment, sighing in contentment. Now it's perfect.]
Tonight just keeps getting better and better.
[She leans just a bit more against Angela than she has to, reaching languidly for the basket.]
I made some of your favourites, too...
[And that's one reason the event is here, not their kitchen. Sera is a dab hand with magic, and has seen realms beyond realms - but she is not one of nature's cooks. The burned remnants of food that even Thori wouldn't touch are a testament to that.]
[ Angela, having the natural constitution of a god, can stomach even the most charred remains of what was once food that Sera can create. But magically cooked treats are indeed preferable to her palette. ]
By all means, then. Let us toast.
[ A flick of her thumb and POP! goes the champagne. ]
[It's a small anniversary, just the anniversary of their first date, but Tonbokiri still wants to do something a little special for Kuwana! What do to, though... He racked his brains, did some research, and came up with something that he feels is within his capabilities. Hopefully, it will make Kuwana happy! That's the most important thing!
So when Kuwana comes home he'll find Tonbokiri awaiting her in a house lit by candlelight. He'll lead her to the dining room, where there is a vase of lovingly picked wildflowers. Once seated, she will be served a selection of her favourite foods, made by him. Well- except the dessert. But he'd noticed her looking longingly at the exquisite little cakes so charmingly decorated with an owl... They're wildly popular, so he'd waited in line a long time for them.
Hopefully, such an evening is sufficiently romantic... or at least conveys his feelings to her.]
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MK || Lego Monkie Kid || OTA
Sera | Marvel Comics
[Or perhaps, just perhaps, a rescued sorceress and a beautiful fallen angel can call it home, and that makes it perfection.]
[Regardless, she sits atop one of the grand pillars of the Brooklyn Bridge, the sun going down. A blanket and picnic basket with her. Cliché? Absolutely. But who gives a frackle? Not her, not when the breeze is replaced by a feeling of warmth.]
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But no sunset is as beautiful as one with her beloved Sera sat in front of it to watch.
The tourists on the bridge below gawk curiously up at her as she scales to the top of the Brooklyn Bridge, footsteps light as she tightrope walks along the cable up to the top of the pillar where Sera awaits her. She does not speak to announce her presence, merely lets the wind blow the tips of her ribbons over the top of Sera's shoulder, following them quickly with the rest of her as she comes to a seat on the blanket. ]
I brought that champagne you like.
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Tonight just keeps getting better and better.
[She leans just a bit more against Angela than she has to, reaching languidly for the basket.]
I made some of your favourites, too...
[And that's one reason the event is here, not their kitchen. Sera is a dab hand with magic, and has seen realms beyond realms - but she is not one of nature's cooks. The burned remnants of food that even Thori wouldn't touch are a testament to that.]
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By all means, then. Let us toast.
[ A flick of her thumb and POP! goes the champagne. ]
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Show off.
[She lets them be filled before handing one to Angela, staying good and close, raising hers.]
So what are we toasting to?
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Kuwana Gou | Tenka Hyakken Zan
Romantic moment
What do to, though... He racked his brains, did some research, and came up with something that he feels is within his capabilities. Hopefully, it will make Kuwana happy! That's the most important thing!
So when Kuwana comes home he'll find Tonbokiri awaiting her in a house lit by candlelight. He'll lead her to the dining room, where there is a vase of lovingly picked wildflowers. Once seated, she will be served a selection of her favourite foods, made by him. Well- except the dessert. But he'd noticed her looking longingly at the exquisite little cakes so charmingly decorated with an owl... They're wildly popular, so he'd waited in line a long time for them.
Hopefully, such an evening is sufficiently romantic... or at least conveys his feelings to her.]
Tetsuo Usuda | OC | M/F
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