Speed Dating

[can_fight_ugly]

WHO: Anne Weying
WHERE: The Inn
WHEN: Friday 15th
OPEN TO: Speed Dating Participants, mingle section OTA
WARNINGS: N/A, will update as needed

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Anne had gotten the box earlier in the week, and while there were not any actual instructions included, it was pretty clear what the items were intended for. Name tags, cards, the candies, hell - a whole supply of contraceptives - the only logical conclusion was some sort of dating event. Apropos as they were just a day over her world's Valentine's Day, to boot. She appreciated the distraction putting together something like this would provide.

One additional request needed to be made, considering her idea on formatting the evening, and that was for a brass bell from Tony's forge.

She arrives at the Inn early to set up; moving tables aside and setting it up for a couple rows of two-person seating, and setting out mugs on each table full of conversation hearts. She pulls one table up by the front where she gathers sign-in materials; name tags, metallic sharpies, little info cards and pens ... she also gets two large bowls and fills them with the condoms and diaphragms; might as well make them accessible.

The index cards she fills out with questions that she thinks will be relevant, puts an announcement, and fusses with a few last minute touches.

Info Card:
<br /><b>Name:</b><br /><b>I've lived in the village for:</b><br /><b>My Idea Of Romance Is:</b><br /><b>My thoughts on pets are:</b><br /><b>My favorite place in the village is:</b><br /><b>One thing I miss from home is:</b><br /><b>I am looking for: </b><br /><b>[] Friends</b><br /><b>[] Friends+</b><br /><b>[] Romance</b><br /><b>[] Other (please specify):</b><br />

Name	Position
Reeve Tuesti	Rotating
North Dakota	Seated
Marian Hawke	Rotating
Peggy Carter	Seated
Lucifer Morningstar	Rotating
Alistair Theirin	Seated
Samantha Moon	Rotating
Reyes Vidal	Seated
Thor Odinson	RNG - Rotating
Rosa Diaz	RNG - Seated
Ezio Auditore	RNG - Seated
Phryne Fisher	Rotating
Leonado de Vinci	Rotating

Comments

[womanofvalue]

That question is becoming rather common for Peggy to answer, she's finding. It's not that she minds talking about it, but she finds it an adjustment to discover that war is always present, no matter where you go, which feels awful to her.

"The second," she says. "Ours was called zero matter, but it was more of an explosive element that could infect a person and drive them mad." Though, it also did give them powers, which Peggy still felt a chill in her spine to think about.

"We sealed it away in another dimension," she says, "so though I thought perhaps it had brought me here, I don't think that anymore."

[vidal]

The second world war. That might explain some of Peggy's, well, everything; she's more antiquated than he realised, considering her wardrobe looks just like the rest of them in the village, and they're all snipped out of their respective timelines. The surprise flickers through Reyes' eyes, but then his expression paves over quickly enough, settles back into its affable neutrality. "I know the feeling. I'm always trying to find some reason for how things work around here." Reyes liked understanding everything, gathering all the data possible, examining it from all angles. Unfortunately, the data here was lacking. It left him adrift.

"I'd considered jump gates, worm holes, but nothing really makes sense." A beat, a laugh. "Well. At least the company's not bad?"

[womanofvalue]

"From time to time it surprises even me," she agrees, and she is talking of him. He's been excellent with conversation and engaging and Peggy would be lying if she said that he's also not handsome to look at. Still, that's not something you tell someone on your first experience with them.

When he talks about gates and wormholes, she recognizes the language from Howard's session, even if she still doesn't understand it. "I've been here long enough to know that whenever we have an answer, it's only a sham. Someone is controlling us, and it feels as if our discoveries are meted out."

[vidal]

"Yes. I hate it. That part of it, at least." He's not always this open about his discomfort with the situation -- normally Reyes approaches it askance, with a joke and a roll of the eyes, because god forbid he lets on exactly how much this helplessness rankles. Being jerked around on the end of a string and with no idea why.

"Even the supplies for this," and he gestures to where Anne mans the table on the other side of the room (and the time's probably ticking down until she'll have to ring the bell and bring this conversation to a close, and he's aware of it, so his voice is getting a little bit faster, less the lazy drawl), "came in a box from that mysterious someone. Anne had the thought of running with it, of course -- I probably wouldn't have -- so it went to the right person, but it still just shows. Even the clothes I'm wearing came from a box."

He tugs at the fabric of his sleeve; it was far preferable over the navy blue scrubs, but still. (And at that thought, his gaze slides to Peggy's wristband out of curiosity. The same colour as his. Hm.)

"Mostly, I'm trying to find ways to not go insane from it, I think."

[womanofvalue]

"It's like we're very much in someone's little dollhouse," she remarks, and she understands about the clothes, because she has her own and avoids her scrubs now as much as possible, but she didn't make them or buy them. They'd arrived in special little boxes that meant that Peggy felt like she had no control or choice.

And yet, she wore them. They were small treats, things that she was happy to accept.

"I keep exploring, telling myself that perhaps this time, I'll find something new, something they didn't want me to find," Peggy says, and even though she doubts it will happen, she keeps trying.

yours to close? <3

[vidal]

He's nodding, understanding and agreeing. It was like his poking around the mansion during the new years sim: rummaging through drawers, libraries, hidden passageways, trying to stumble across something anything that their keepers hadn't accounted for. Of course, he hadn't found anything.

"I've been meaning to get out to the bunker and see if it has any more answers. I came in through there, and yet I still don't quite understand everything in that place. Perhaps one day we should investigate togeth--"

Ding. And the bell goes, finally, and he glances up at it with wry resignation. It had to happen sometime, of course. "All good things," Reyes says warmly. More warmly than he'd expected, since this conversation had snuck up on him like a pleasant surprise.

yesss

[womanofvalue]

Peggy's gaze stays on him for a while, nodding as she watches him begin to leave. This is much better than she'd expected and she can't say that there's anything that she didn't like about meeting Reyes. "Perhaps the next time you're out there, I'll be there as well," she says, and hopes that will be the case.

"Good luck with the rest of your day," she says, feeling much brighter for the meeting she just had.