They say you don't really wanna fall in love

[lucetimods]

Who: The people of Luceti!
What: Love love love love
When: From the 11th to the 16th
Where: Within the walls of Luceti. There is no escape.
Summary: Suddenly you're in love with things you never noticed were so important to you before. Feelings, welled up inside you, are now bound to come out.
Rating: M for MUSHY

You folks know the deal. Event information is here. When people meet, they may just start falling in love when they see a trait that perks their interest. How you play it and how long it lasts is at player discretion.

Don't forget to add your tag to the log in this format: [fandom] character name

Note: A separate log will go up on the 17th for the hot springs/hotel portion of the event.

Comments

[bionically]

[Music, art, swordplay, and reading – one of these activities seemingly does not belong.]

Let’s see. Mountaineering, bungee-jumping –- [The arm made these daily occurrences (well, health permitting) and he never tired of the heady adrenaline rush.] -- spending time with good company. Used to have hell of a time swimming, but these days, me and water don’t get along.

[The prosthesis offered him an unparalleled degree of control, fluidity, and precision of movement than any other he had been fitted with, but one large drawback is that he had become an anchor on legs. He couldn’t imagine swimming with something that felt stiff and peg-like in comparison; it would take a good while just to adjust and longer still to relearn how to coordinate infinitesimal movements to accomplish tasks that had once seemed so simple a lifetime ago. It's easy to take the little things for granted.]

Let me guess. ...You either play the violin or the flute.

14th

[cynicism]

I want to try.

[He wants to try every day. Bedpans are the final humiliation and he refuses them.]

[windandrain]

[One of those things doesn't belong.]

Does that have something to do with your arm? It looks very heavy...even though you look like a really strong man.

[Saori looks at it, very curious, the sparkle evident in her eyes]

Oh...I...play lots of instruments. Shakuhachi, Koto, Shamisen, and Taiko are what I play most. But I know a bit about piano and violin.

[winds_voice]

Hmm, it is grander then? I wonder how they can be told apart when they feel so similar.

[The prolonged touch seems to stir something within Eley too and he finds that he's strangely craving the attention of the other himself. Which was... odd considering he wasn't normally such a physical being.]

Tsuzuki... something feels different to how it did before.

[selfhelp]

[........

...wh....

Did Thor seriously just

flirt

with him






..........no way.]

I-I- what? Excuse me?

[He seriously can't have heard that right...!]

14th

[idealism]

[Tsuzuki's wing flutter happily, his feathers brushing Hisoka's shoulder.]

Good. Wanna try it now, or do you want to smell the flowers first?

leaaaaaah <3

[selfhelp]

[A most special magic indeed. Billy can't help but watch her enchant the air with interest, feeling a definite spark of interest. Between the hair, and the dress, and the mystical, alluring look of her magic... suddenly he really wants to talk to her.

First, though, he draws back one hand and lifts the other, playfully mimicking an archer's bow, and uses his own magic to send a sparking blue arrow through one of her hearts. A bit silly, yes, but perhaps an effective icebreaker?]

[not_a_troll]

[Well, Loki's life has not been one of love. Thor loved him, he knew that much. But love differs from trust. And what does Loki know about love, really?

Well, not quite much. But he knows that it is something to be valued. He knows it is something that can make a difference, something that can make things worth all the effort. But that is not something he is going to tell you, Isaac. Loki will bluff his way through. Because he knows everything.]

That is cliché villainous talk. I see it as my duty to inquire after your evil laugh. Well, do you have an evil laugh?

[The look on his face is not a playful one, though. Its rather serious.]

I could blame you of lying to yourself to conceal the pain loving someone has brought to you. But that would be a lie as well. Because you are not lying to yourself anymore, it has become your truth. I am right, yes?

[cilantro]

Really? [dokidoki I mean uh] That's great! I'd say that I'm looking forward to it too--but, um, it's already happened for me in my timeline, so I suppose what I can say is that it really was a wonderful first meeting, and thus far afterward...

[Man talking about worlds and timelines gets kind of awkward and confusing sometimes but you get what we're trying to say right? (Although there is that nagging worry Silver brought up with him once before about how it's entirely possible for Ingo and Emmet here to be from separate universes than his, but he'll just try to push that aside...)]

[not_a_troll]

Well, I am not sure if the land of Luceti can provide you with cards of Hallmark. Yet, I am sure you can make some of your own. You take some red paper and cut a heart out of it. On the front you write 'for my Valentine', on the back words of great love.

[Loki strokes his chin.]

All the time? Or only when you see one certain person?

[not_a_troll]

[Loki will acknowledge your great height, Cliff. Yet he does not find it important enough.]

A good time? Depends on what you mean with a good time.

1/2

[not_a_troll]

2/2

[not_a_troll]

Please, do not tell me you are referring to yourself.

[all days]

[not_a_troll]

[Kirk, you can be Loki's distant, distant and very distant nephew of a long and forgotten branch of the family.]

Excellent. But present me a Valentines problem first. After all, I need to know what advice I have to give, you see?

[spohkh]

[Spock leaned into Jim's neck... but still not making contact...

His voice is a low purr.]

V'ah Tor Ashel-veh... T'hy'la...

[This event, combined with the link that they shared was causing the Vulcan slight control problems....]

[imatreenow]

Oh! [The request is unexpected, and he doesn't know what to say - actually, for a few seconds, he can't quite remember what words are, and...] Of course! Why not? [They're friends, right?]

first day!

[savedtheworld]

[Aang is practicing in a shallow puddle of melted snow. The fact that he's practicing firebending should explain that very well. He usually doesn't use firebending that much, but something in the air has him feeling like expressing his life. Firebending consists of quick and decisive moves with punches and kicks similar to forms of kung fu.

But he hears a familiar voice call out to him. And he turns to face her, and he remembers their video conversation over the journals. Leah... she looks after Little Loki, isn't that what she said? In restrospect, Aang suddenly finds that to be very admirable. And he greets her with his toothiest smile.]

Oh... hey Leah! I'm just practicing some firebending!

1/2

[imatreenow]

It isn't hard at all, don't worry. [Overly conscious of every step he takes, he walks closer to draw out one of the cut roses.] You just have to trim the stem at a diagonal and put it in water. After that, you just have to make sure it hasn't run out of water.

[imatreenow]

[A pause.] Ah...unless you mean to grow your own? [It's too cold right now, but maybe in the spring she'd like to...?]

[rashness]

[Okay that was a long and odd pause. As a result, he comments:]

...Are you okay? [A weird set of things just payed out on her face. Could she not appreciate the magic of this hat on his head? Come to think of it, she'd look cute in this hat... not that he should be commenting on that. He flushes up a little and then coughs. Awkwardly. At the end of his comment]

But I mean, I'm good.

[spohkh]

[Spock kept walking, but a blush had stained his cheeks at that proclamation.

He was flattered, but the Vulcan really didn't know what to do with this...


...affection.]

I... see.

[It didn't take them long until they had reached Spock's home.]


[ooc: mind if we fade there m'dear? I'm leaving tomorrow, so I'd hate to keep you waiting~]

[herotypical]

[ the smile solidifies; grows. ]

There are certainly those more veteran than me, but there aren't many of them left. A handful, maybe? [ off the top of her head, buffy could name about ten. ]

It's both really really long and really really short at the same time, to be honest.

[herotypical]

[ buffy winks. a warm, friendly gesture -- accompanied by a wry quirk of her lips. ]

Remember, Albert. I got your back. And maybe possibly your front. But -- in this case? Mostly your arm. Ooor also your stomach, if you'll gimme a sec to grab a book and then walk me to Seventh Heaven to share a stack of pancakes?

14th

[cynicism]

Let's try getting up first.

[He squirms against the mattress, not wanting to unsettle his partner's work. ]

[bestevolving]

[If she hadn't eaten that chocolate earlier, she would have been more likely to notice. Instead she figures that he's actually in a wonderful mood. She moves over to him smiling affectionately.]

You look nice today.