lucetilogs | Speed Dating

Who: Anyone who wants/is forced to come
What: Speed Dating!
When: Saturday at a vaguely-afternoonish time period
Where: The Rec Center
Summary: Details here, Roster here!
Rating: PG/13/T/R/god I don't know there's too many people

[The rec center today is colourfully decorated, with posters and directing signs here and there to make this whole process easier. The main floor is peppered with a bunch of tables and chairs pilfered from various locations (primarily the school) with two chairs facing each other per table. There's a couple of bigger tables off to the side, one for food (carrying drinks and various snacks, including Teddy and Ororo's homemade rainbow cookies), and the other with a few chairs and piles of paper everywhere. And a checklist. The checklist is important.

The desk is Billy's, and he's handing sheets of paper out to anyone who comes in and was signed up for the speed dating. Give your name, get a sheet and a name tag, go to the first desk or mingle until it starts- that's what people will be told when they arrive. Teddy's not far from the desk or the door depending on where he's needed, directing people to follow the signs, get comfortable, try some snacks- whatever they want.

Finally a lounge area has been set up with cushy chairs, couches, and the rec center's supply of games and whatnot in the corner. There is a sign for the area that says, "If you find yourself on a turn without a date, come hang out!" It's also got a picture of a weird-looking potato man hanging out, but never mind that.

When everything is ready and people are good to go, Teddy steps up and calls for attention, with Billy sitting on top of the table behind him for moral support (and unhelpful interruptions).]

Hey, guys – Hey! Can everyone hear me? Everyone? [...] Great!

I'm sure everyone knows why they're here. Or, you know, not, since a few of these sign-ups look a little suspicious... [He raises an eyebrow at that, but his smile remains good-natured, and his brow smooths over soon enough.] On behalf of Alliance, welcome to Luceti's very first -

-We think.

- speed dating event! [Though Teddy glances at Billy for that interruption, he'd paused as if he expected it to come.] I'm Teddy, and this is Billy, and we're your hosts today. I'll try to be brief for those of you who just want to get this started already, but let's go over the rules and regulations first.

If you happened to get dragged into this without knowing what you're getting yourself into, it's basically exactly as it sounds. You might remember one of us handing you a list of numbers. Well, when Billy gives the signal, everyone will head to the table with the first number on their list, which will pair you off with someone in the room you just might not have met before! You'll have five minutes to talk to them and get to know them, just enough time for a good – or bad – first impression. After that, one of us will blow the whistle, and you'll go to the next numbered table. And on and on, until it's all over! By then, you might have found someone you're interested in, either as a friend, a potential love interest, or even just someone you really don't want to see again.

To keep track of it all, there's a space beside the number to write down the name of the person you're talking to and anything else you might have learned about them. And maybe by the end, you can write down a no, a yes, or an oh yes.

Try not to be too vague about it and we'll give you your matches at some point in the future.

[Teddy grins after that, a happy and excited one.] Remember, this is all about having fun and meeting new people! If you want to take a break, get bored, or don't have a partner, refreshments are on that side of the room [He gestures to the side, showing off the assorted foods and the cookies that he and Ororo spent a good part of the night baking.], or you can come up and talk to us! We're just the supervisors here, after all.

[He takes a step back after that, his attention going to Billy, his way of telling him to give the signal.] Billy?

[Billy gives a small wave, remaining on his table. Teddy did the hard part, after all.] There's a lounge, too, if we're not interesting enough. You might meet somebody there you're not paired with and find a new friend, so give it a shot.

That's pretty much it, so everyone can go on and head to your first table, and we'll blow the whistle in one minute. Thanks for coming, and try to have fun!

(( ooc: directions are as follows:

1) check your roster
2) make a top thread for your character with their name in the subject line
3) tag and be tagged
4) THERE IS NO QUESTION MARK ONLY PROFIT ))

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Some of it was his blood. The red blood was in fact, all his. There was plenty of it, too. The black blood, which likely looked like oil to her, was Shift Hunter blood. There was far more of that. But he saw no reason to correct her. Let her think he came back unscathed.

"I'll clean up when I'm good'n ready."

"Mr. Logan, it's a speed dating event. How are you supposed to attract a nice woman if you're covered in blood, sweat, oil and mud? Or a nice man, if you're interested in guys. I'm glad that you're okay but you seriously should go do a quick clean up in the bathroom at least."

Now that she knew he was all right, she was determined to get him to at least address the very basics. There was being casual and showing up in jeans and a t-shirt and then there was showing up looking like a wreck.

"It wouldn't be any trouble to go and get you a shirt to change into. It'll probably feel more comfortable, too."

"Can it, half-pint. The moment I want hygiene advice from you, I'll let you know. But fer now, I'm plenty comfortable."

And to make a point, he kicked his feet up on the table, leaned back in his chair, and continued to drain his bottle of booze.

"I'm just going to keep annoying you until you clean yourself up a bit in the bathroom, you know."

She couldn't see how he could possibly be comfortable in torn, blood stained clothing that reeked. Even people who weren't overly concerned about their appearance tended to prefer that their clothing at least be clean and not stinky.

"Knock yourself out, kid. But yer gonna miss out on getting a boyfriend."

It hadn't started yet, but it was due to begin soon. Logan was patient enough to put up with her annoyances.

He had a point. She'd purposely put in her name for both friendship and romance, and she would miss out. Bulla considered grabbing Logan's arm and pulling him to the men's bathroom, but that put her cute new outfit at risk. There was no way it would be unscathed. Even if, by some miracle, he decided to tolerate that from her (which she sincerely doubted would happen unless he was exceptionally drunk and walking into walls), her outfit could get blood, oil or mud on it just by accident.

"...I'll go get you some paper towels."

At least he could wipe off the excess sledge with that. It counted as an effort.

He waved her off. "Take your time."

When Bulla returned, she not only had a stack of paper towels, but also some hand sanitizer and a wet nap. She set them down on the table in front of him.

"Here."

She hoped that he'd at least wipe off the excess gunk and wash his hands. There was not caring about one's appearance and then there was not caring about basic hygiene.

He gave her a nod, then took one of the paper towels and let loose an awful and horrible sneeze into it. Since the trash can was too far away and he felt little inclined to walk to it, he folded the paper towel up and pocketed.

"Thanks, kid. I tell ya, women can be downright obnoxious with their perfumes. It's like they're tryin' to kill me."

It was the very reason he hated social gatherings. He'd rather smell body odor than the perfume and deodorants people smothered themselves in.

Having a strong sense of smell made it all the more confusing that he'd want to smell like he did. Bulla supposed the perfumes might smell more of chemicals than their intended scent and it did inspire a little sympathy for Logan.

"I'm pretty sure they're just trying to smell good, but some people seem like they marinate in it rather than lightly dab it on. If an average person can smell it ten feet away...yuck."

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