Thursday DE: speed dating (or speed hating) edition

[needsmoreresearch]

You ever feel like it’s hard to meet characters? Hard to find reasons to throw two characters together, and not sure you want to commit to a whole scene? Let’s try speed dating: Comment with your characters below, and people will tag in for a speed date. To simulate the time limit, each conversation can go no longer than 7 tags from each person. Characters who come as a set can absolutely join too, nothing wrong with a three-way or more-way date! (And no, these absolutely do not have to be dating-type conversations. Speed arguing, speed hating, speed friendly chatting, those are good too. Just throw characters at each other.)

This is all off-the-record, of course, not really IC. Unless someone has a character who wants to ICly set this up.

EDIT: this is open till whenever, tag on in!

Comments

To give an example

[foolyoutwice]

God knows who has compelled Loki to participate in Milliways Speed Dating, or what scheme has prompted him, but here he is, sitting at a table with a glass of wine, waiting for arrivals.

[just_cant_lose]

'I'd ask if you come here often, but-'

Y'know. *shrug*

[just_cant_lose]

Jim is all for keeping conversation short, for oh so many reasons. He can be found staring out of the Observation Window, paying only nominal attention to...well, anything.

[run_barry]

"It's cool, right?" says the young man approaching from Jim's left, indicating the window.

"I mean, yeah it's a little freaky, but it's fascinating, too."

[mogget_cat]

It's kind of unclear whether the soft, purring weight against Jim's ankles is actually shedding on those fine clothes or is just giving the impression of doing so.

In other news, Yrael is an ass.

[i_am_your_host]

Emcee is lounging at a table, idly running the tip of his middle finger in circles along the rim of his glass of gin. Come on over, darlings, he's perfectly in the mood for a chat.

[exiled_heir_of_the_eighth]

Sahaal has absolutely no idea what the hell is going on here, but he was told there was going to be good alcohol, and he's been missing that. He sits down at the table by the man in pale stage makeup, because why not, and because the guy seems to at least like the same sort of drinks as him.

[run_barry]

[ooc: OMGOSH I want to do this so hard, but today is going to be madness here in the office. I am tossing in a few and might be sporadic, but will do my damndest to hit back tags and tag out to others. <3, Bat]


So, this is a thing that is happening and Barry is trying to hide his nerves as he sits at a table with a Coke and one foot fast tapping on the hardwood floor (but not too fast).

Meeting new people is great! He’s just not the best at it. Especially the first impressions part, and since this is basically just a first impression he has no idea how it’s going to go.

He’s just going to try really, really hard not to weird people out. That’s a good goal, right?

[lazy_but_loyal]

Pam sits down across from Barry. She appears to be wholly unimpressed, but actually--

"At least you're cute."

She can hear his pulse and it is insane.

"What did you do, drink a vat of Starbucks?"

[no_more_hiding]

"Bumfuzzle," Hank says, pulling out a chair and gesturing with a hand nearly a paw; fur and claws included. "To confuse or fluster. Funny sounding word isn't it? May I?"

[man_without_fear]

This is just the sort of thing Foggy would try to talk him into. Matt isn’t quite sure why he decided to do this on his own, but Milliways is an interesting place with an eclectic group of patrons, so perhaps getting to know more of them would be good.

He’s in one of the comfy chairs, his cane resting against the arm, nursing a cup of coffee.

[has_it]

A tall, angular woman in rather expensive business formal is walking among the conversing couples, idly listening in with amused curiosity. Everything about her is sharp, from the cut of her clothes to the click of her heels, from the smell of her Turkish coffee to the weight of her attention.

When she finds herself in his vicinity, she offers Matt a smile. "Are these seats free?" she asks regarding one of the other comfy chairs nearby.

[adamantiumloner]

Logan is here for the booze.

He’s got a bottle of whiskey and a glass in hand. There’s a second empty glass sitting in the open spot across the table.

[likeroaringlions]

It's like Logan set a trap just for William Douglas. He makes a bee line for the empty glass and fills it promptly. "--Eh...hullo?"

[lazy_but_loyal]

Pam thinks this is stupid.

She taps her manicured fingernails on the tabletop as she waits.

It's not like she's going to bite anyone's head off.

[foolyoutwice]

It's very stupid. Immensely stupid. Inane.

Sometimes inane is fun. Loki lounges himself into the seat opposite her and raises his eyebrows.

[irish_vagabond]

Cassidy thinks this is great!

Meeting new people is one of his favorite things!

So he's sitting at a table, wearing another stylish ensemble pilfered from the Lost & Found box, consisting of baggy brown sweatpants and a faded, slightly too-small baby blue t-shirt with a glittery unicorn on it.

Because he dgaf about the concept of gendered clothing.

Also he might be tripping a little but not much.

[likeroaringlions]

"I like it." The shirt. William nods with unironic approval. "Is that your family's arms?"

[harryhotspur]

hello, hello, I am back at last so why not have:

Hotspur, looking fidgety and grim. This seems like a quick route to pleasantries, and who wants that?

[adamantiumloner]

Pleasantries, what are those?

Logan wanders by with a bottle of booze.

He regards the fidgety man and says, "Y'look like you could use a drink."

[doesitbotheryou]

This is the last thing Touji would be doing by choice, but a bet is a bet.

[likeroaringlions]

William is still in the dark about the whole point of this, but so far there's been plenty to drink, so he sits down with a hopeful smile. "Alright?"

[likeroaringlions]

William isn't really clear on what's going on, but he's sitting at a table anyway!

[lazy_but_loyal]

God, why are there so many boys here.

Pam sits down across from William.

It's like being visited by an angry cougar.

Does she have to say something now? Fuck, fine.

"Hey."

[childofrebellion]

Cassian feels like this is an odd idea but also a Milliways kind of thing. He has an Alderaan beer and watching everything.

[jedi_interrupted]

"I suppose this might be cheating, but I've never had much luck with actual dating," an older Ahsoka says, taking a seat. "Too many things to do and too many complications."

[vorpatril]

Ivan's never done speed dating exactly but he's been set up a lot. He's sitting at a table with a glass of wine and enjoying not having Miles around.

[likeroaringlions]

By now William is enjoying this. There's a lot of drinks, which is all you can ask for really. He's taken to carrying a bottle of whiskey with him, and he plunks it down on the table as he takes a seat.

"William Douglas," he announces.

[manythorned]

Rose is taking this as speed-meeting-new-people. She doubts she's ready for dating of any kind just yet.

Still, she sits at a table, putting her hair up into a ponytail, waiting to see if anyone shows up.

[iprotectyou]

"Hoi, stranger! May the Force of others be with you," a great, big bear of a man says as he approaches her table, his step light despite his armored bulk. "I'm Baze Malbus. Are you part of the meeting-new-people thing?"

[idontneedluck]

Chirrut sits back, a cup of sapir in his hands. He's not sure what this is about, but he's never been adverse to friendly conversation.

[jedi_interrupted]

The man feels...different within the Force. More connected than others but not quite in the same way as a Jedi.

Curious, Ahsoka (now an adult) heads over. "Would you be open to sharing that tea? It smells lovely."

At her belt two kyber crystals might be chiming in pleasant harmony.

[jedi_interrupted]

It has been pointed out to Ahsoka that while she is out and meeting people as Fulcrum, she has not in fact been connecting with people as herself.

(This isn't healthy and she knows it.)

So here she sits, a plate of fried paradoxes and a pitcher of water with several glasses ready. Half-smiling she watches and waits.

[iprotectyou]

"Greetings!" a great, big, bear of a man says, stepping lightly up to her tabke despite his bulk. "It's been a long time since I've seen a Togruta! I'm Baze Malbus. Are you part of the meeting-new-people thing?"

[has_it]

A tall, angular lady in fine quality business formal sits at one of the most centrally-located tables, quite at ease on her lonesome but always interested in getting to know new people. In between sips of coffee, she idly takes down notes on the other conversations going on around her.

[iprotectyou]

"Hoi, stranger!" a great, big bear of a man says, approaching her table with a light step despite his armored bulk. "Are you part of the meeting-new-people thing? I'm Baze Malbus."

[iprotectyou]

Baze is late to this particular party, but once Chirrut explained the concept to him--twice, he got hung up on the "dating" part of it--Baze is totally on board. He's got a plate of shortbread cookies with strawberry jam, an unopened bottle of TruBlood just in case vampires decide to show up, and a smile for the whole room.

[cutting_edge_physics]

A lanky woman who's taste in fashion trends towards 'varied', blinking at the world through yellow-tinted glasses, flops into the seat opposite, and helps herself to a cookie.

"So, what brings a nice guy like you to a joint like this?"