I'd do anything for love... but doing that may not have been the best idea [completed]

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Character(s): Vyers, Gwen, Genie, Urd
Content: Date + Contest = Disaster
Setting: Elysian Fields
Time: Week 28, night
Warnings: none!

His arm entwined with Gwen's, Vyers couldn't help but wonder just what he had gotten himself into. He hadn't been expecting so many offers to help over the journals. Really, all he had wanted was a suggestion so he would be able to take her out to dinner. Although now that he thought about it, he really should have known, shouldn't he? He himself had noticed a few similar entries on the network from time to time, hadn't he?

Vyers supposed he should be somewhat grateful for Urd and Genie's offers to help, but instead he felt quite nervous about the whole thing. There was some sense of foreboding deep down that he couldn't shake about this whole thing, as though something--or many things--were about to go horribly wrong. He tried to keep his worries to himself, however, and keep Gwen from noticing.

He needed to be more optimistic, that was all. Everything would go just fine.

He didn't really believe himself.

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She was laughing at him. And though Genie enjoyed a laugh, this was far from this sort he liked. He was trying here and determined not to fail Vyers. The demon had put great trust in him when he had granted him the honour of planning the evening. No, maybe he didn’t know Vyers as well as he thought he did. But honestly, he knew nothing about the man other than from the rumours that had been floating around. Not to say he believed everything he heard but… They gave him a pretty good idea of what this sad Vyers character was like. He needed to redeem himself and tonight was the very night to do so. Genie would make sure of it.

Urd’s further attempt to have the genie abandon his mission fell no more awry than her previous. Her touch proved to make him momentarily nervous, blush and turn him ashen. He dared not move as she spoke into his ear, barely able to swallow the forming lump in his throat. His eyes alone travelled slowly over to look at her. However, as quickly as she had appeared by his side she had vanished. A silent breath of relief escaped him when he saw her head into the field once again.

Women.

He gently placed a hand against his ear, another sight escaping him, though this softer, almost admiring.

Realizing he had begun to stray behind, Genie jumped to attention and flew after the goddess. “Good, I was beginning to worry you were all talk! I’d like to see you do better.” he challenged her saucily.