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paixaorpg2011-01-06 12:12 am
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I'd do anything for love... but doing that may not have been the best idea [completed]
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.
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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No, she supposed. It was a bit gentlemanly to do so.
It was also a bit cowardly.
Internally, she may have just sulked a little.
But, they had to sit somewhere - although a petulant part of her thought maybe they should just sit on the grass between the two tables. Ha! And they'd have the best of both worlds then!
"W-Well..." She cringed, but this was their date (yes she got that, honey) and no one was allowed to berate her for her choice, and so with her head high she marched over towards Genie's table, indeed led by the vanilla fragrance and the candles.
She was sure her husband could pluck some roses from the other table to feel more at home. It was in his nature, after all.