A few harmless Valentine's Day treats...

[thrice_gifted]

Sitting out in the main room are chocolates. Some piled on trays, others in small boxes, with all sorts of flavors and fillings. Gabrielle's been busy and these are the results of her efforts. Unfortunately, there can be strange interactions between the inherent magic of the Mansion and the Craft practiced by the Blood. Some of the chocolates

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[x_postal_ines]

Ines wanders in, sees the chocolates, and well, nothing bad's happened to her so far (miraculously), and she's never been warned about food lying around either, so hey - how about a dark truffle?

She enjoyed it slowly, looking out the window. It was good. Nothing happened. Well, maybe it's a good day after all.

She doesn't know it, but she's now bisexual. >.>

[asshatoforkney]

Well, of course Agravain has to show up.

He hasn't eaten any magical chocolates himself, but then, he doesn't need magic to make him do ridiculous things.

"My lady," he greets her, giving a silly exaggerated bow, and grinning the whole time.

[x_postal_ines]

Ines immediately rolls her eyes. It's an acquired reflex.

"You again."

Typist did it just for you, Agravain. (And do you think he might accept a POV chocolate?)

[asshatoforkney]

"Aye, my lady. I have come to stop you from attacking any more innocent knights. It is only recently that I recovered from the wounds you gave me."

He might? I'm not entirely sure what they do, actually XD I'm not familiar with Hitchhiker's Guide so the reference isn't helping me any...

[i_hate_valar]

You know how Feanor is usually the pissy type, not very friendly, not very open?

WELL.

He's just had a piece of walnut chocolate, and he's feeling extra huggy right now.

But he won't hug you, Felix. Or he will. GRUDGINGLY.

[asshatoforkney]

The typist couldn't resist sending Agravain at this one, either. So here he is.

"Ah, it's the High King," he says, upon spotting Feanor. "Did you finally manage to sharpen your sword, your majesty, or is it still blunt?"

He's fully expecting to get the same reaction he got last time.

[i_hate_valar]

Well, since he's feeling huggy, Feanor might not try to kill you today, Agravain. Don't push your luck, though.

"Ah, the nuisance," Feanor replies, joyfully, mind you. "You have managed to retreive your dim witted tongue. Congratulations."

Here, have a claps on the shoulder that would probably knock the wind out of anyone. (It's friendly, Feanor insists!)

[asshatoforkney]

Oooof. Once Agravain's recovered from the clap on the shoulder, he'll respond by giving Feanor one of his own, also far too hard.

"You've managed to find a sense of humour," he replies. "Congratulations. Though I think I liked you better without it."

[homely_sonja]

Brienne poked around the food on the table quite a bit. She even timidly called out, to see if anyone was around, and eventually picked out a piece of orange-flavored milk chocolate.

And now, she's grinning, feeling particularly confident and talkative.

Yes. Brienne has just been dis-inhibited.

[sandman_slim]

Chocolate. Stark doesn't even think twice before picking up a good looking bit of dark chocolate and popping it into his mouth. "That's pretty good..."

Tasted a bit weird but... He snags another and wanders off, probably in the direction of a chatty Brienne?

I couldn't resist. I'm having some notif fail at the moment though, so I'm slow until it works again.

[homely_sonja]

Brienne brightens considerably when she sees Stark. Now, she's always happy to see him, don't get us wrong, but it's significantly more visible than usual.

"Stark!" she says, and cuts the distance. "I'm happy to see you."

Well, there we are. First thing she's never told him before. But it's all in earnest.

*hugs* let me know if I can help? I have old notifs galore in my inbox, if you need help catching stuff. I can tell you that as far as I know, I'm caught up on ours. <3 <3 <3 (Also, yay, I was hoping for this >.>)

[sandman_slim]

Stark... glows a bit... at seeing her and he smiles. The sunny smile is a bit marred by the scarring, but it's warm all the same.

"Brienne," he offers, with something of a gallant bow. "You are looking more lovely each time I see you." Yes, he's being totally honest here, but then Stark has strange tastes.

I'm playing the refresh game right now but it's good to know that YOU'RE caught up on ours. I can type. Really.

[cute_shinigami]

Tsuzuki was just on his way to the Plothole to see if it would supply some nice chocolates that he can give to his friends and sweethearts (and that's going to take some time...). Which is when he spies the buffet in the main room.

"I'm... in...heaven!" he chirps, helping himself to a few... The first one is innocuous, but the second two...

There is now a female version of Tsuzuki singing in the main room: "I'm wishiiiing... I'm wishiiing... for the one I looove... for the one I loooove..."

[villageson]

11-12 hasn't yet tried any of the chocolates but he notices Tsuzuki - though doesn't yet recognise him - and smiles at the singing. "You seem happy."

[cute_shinigami]

The violet-eyed girl, who seems to have rifled her taller brother's closet pauses in her song and blushes. "Oh, I am, It's Valentine's Day," she says. "I just feel so happy, I could sing!"

[villageson]

"Don't let me stop yuou. Singing can be as nice to listen to as it is to do."

[elven_irs]

Caranthir wandered in, absently ganked a piece of hazelnut chocolate, and now.

Now.

There is a legendary, badass, generally rough-hewn elf, sporting battle scars and leather armor, and singing, or rather belting out...

A whole new world, a new fantastic point of view
No one to tell us no, or where to go
Or say we're only dreaming

A whole new world, a dazzling place I never knew
But when I'm way up here, it's crystal clear
That now I'm in a whole new world with you
Now I'm in a whole new world with you...

[adoe_adeer]

She'd know that voice anywhere. And is standing in the doorway, staring at him with something between apprehension and amusement on her face, because what. On earth. Or anywhere else for that matter.

"--Moryo, are you - all right?" Cautiously, yes. Just in case something is...seriously wrong.

[elven_irs]

Oh, he's very alright! And so that's why Moryo isn't actually going to answer. Instead, typist willing, he crosses the distance and whisks Faraday into a waltz.

Yes, he's still singing a syrupy love song.

[adoe_adeer]

Typist is willing, though Faraday has to squeak and just cling to him for a moment to keep up, her feet stumbling, caught between delighted laughter and even more worry, because this is not-

"What has - has something happened? Moryo, love, slow down, I can't keep up-"

But she sounds less worried. Surely nothing can be that wrong.