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

[dissonates]

I... see a doctor about it? And pay them.

[HOW IS THIS A COMPLICATED ISSUE.]

[herotypical]

How much does a root canal knock you back in your neck of the woods?

[dissonates]

...I'm not sure, I've never had one. Ten thousand gald? Twenty? What I said before was rhetorical- I've never actually had to pay for any health treatments.

[herotypical]

What? Not even a tonsillectomy?

[dissonates]

My father is a duke, and I was employed by the military. We had doctors with a regular salary in both instances, so all treatments were essentially free of charge.

[herotypical]

[ a duke -- well, that's getting filed away. ]

Household doctors. Huh. I'd call the idea laughable, only...[ only for a long long time, she lived with a doctor here in luceti. and it had proven more fruitful that she could have ever imagined. ]

You were pretty fortunate. I'm glad to hear that. [ awkward non-friendship aside, she'd never wish medical ruin on asch. ]

[dissonates]

[He lifts a brow at that, but shrugs it off. In all other things he'd never consider himself the least bit fortunate, but as far as health care goes, he's done alright. Not that it's made a difference, but that's hardly the doctors' faults.]

Thanks, I guess.

[herotypical]

...And on that note, I guess we should probably be getting back to our jobs.

[dissonates]

[He glances around at that - oh, right, they were supposed to be serving people - and kind of... shrugs carelessly. He'd honestly rather talk to her, which is weird.]

Must we.

[...But he goes to do some serving, anyway, because she is right. Logic and responsibility prevail this time.]