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[callofkaren]

Though she wouldn't be taking any part in it, Karen enjoyed watching everyone else do the speed dating thing. It was nice seeing people connect, but even better seeing the mismatched dates. Not that she'd ever admit it out loud

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[gonewiththereap]

Well, now. This is not Daisy's first time at one of these little rodeos, though she does hope that she doesn't have to break anyone's hand this evening. That would be an unfortunate turn of events, but she doesn't think that'll be the case. If nothing else, she sees a familiar face or two and smiles prettily as she rearranges the napkin in front of her and just waits to see what's going to come of a night out on the town.

[apoorupbringing]

Chase slid into the chair across from her and lifted one hand in greeting.

"Hey, I'm Chase."

[gonewiththereap]

Daisy brightens at the young and handsome man across from her. This just makes her day in a way that is so much better than any other day. "Daisy," she nearly purrs in return with a very delighted smile on her face. "And just what are you chasing after tonight?"

[apoorupbringing]

He flashed her an uneven grin, pleased. It was a good question.

"Whatever happens happens, right?" he said.

"Daisy. Great name, I've never met a Daisy."

[gonewiththereap]

"Well, it was a common name back where I'm from, but it has gone out of style," she laments very seriously with a slow nod of her head. "Which is a shame for the world, but very good for me. It means I stay unique!" she perkily says, lifting her shoulder easily.

[heartless_sob]

Castiel sat down, clutching the paper and pencil to his chest. He hoped there wouldn't be a test later to remember everyone's personal information.

"Hello," he said, his smile just slightly wavering. "My name is Castiel."

[gonewiththereap]

"And mine is Daisy," she agrees in a mock-serious tone, letting that melt away after a moment as she relaxes. "Castiel, that's a somewhat strange name," she goes on, narrowing one eye suspiciously. "What kind of background do you have?"

[heartless_sob]

Castiel looked like a deer caught in the headlights.

"I was an angel," he answered. "Your name is strange, too. A daisy is a flower."

[gonewiththereap]

"I was decidedly not very angelic," she replies in turn, slightly sad about it, but in a distant way, the kind of way that it's only evident when you look too close. "And that's right!" she perkily agrees. "Prettiest flower in the garden," she echoes a pick-up line she's heard time and time again.

[a_royal_bastard]

Alistair hadn't been doing terribly so far. Of course, he wasn't entirely sure if he was approaching this the right way, but no one was complaining, so he just went with it.

"Hello," he said to the next woman, who he didn't recognize this time. "My name is Alistair. I suppose we're paired next."

[gonewiththereap]

Daisy smiles brightly and wrinkles up her nose in a way that she's been told once upon a time was cute. She likes to give a good impression and this is as important a time as any to give one. "Alistair, I'm Daisy Adair," she introduces herself, extending her hand to him. "And it's a pleasure to meet you. Have a last name?"

[a_royal_bastard]

"I dropped it out of respect for the order I joined," he explained as he reached out to shake her hand. The Grey Wardens meant cutting ties to your old life, which he did. His last name back then hadn't been his true one anyway. "Before here, I mean. There's no order here demanding that. I don't think."

[gonewiththereap]

"I don't think there's many orders here whatsoever," she confides as she leans over the table to say very secretively, as if it's just one big conspiracy when really that's just the way it is. "If you're really thirsting for something, though, I'm sure I could dig up an order or two?"

[eggman_henry]

The blond Henry sat across from next looked like either a Southern belle or a femme fatale, he couldn't decide which. Maybe it was both. He smiled and extended a hand. "Hi, I'm Henry."

[gonewiththereap]

"And I'm Daisy," she greets in turn, taking his hand and delicately shaking it. She comes from a time when women just don't have firm handshakes and there are some old traditions that she isn't so ready to trade in for the new ones. "Well, handsome, what do you want to talk about?"

[eggman_henry]

Henry might have been out of the dating scene for a while now, but when a pretty woman called him 'handsome' he couldn't help but puff up a little inwardly at that. He was a guy, after all.

"Nice to meet you, Daisy," he replied, wondering if the lightness of her handshake meant he should have kissed it instead of shaking it. He made a note to remember that for their next date, if there was one. "And right now, I'm interested in talking about you. Why don't you tell me a little about yourself." His tendency to want to talk about the other person rather than himself - Henry supposed it was partly the psychiatrist in him and partly his desire to not talk about certain things in his own life.