[Open RP] Happy Valentine's Day, suckers!

[vislor-turlough.livejournal.com]

OOC: While the people below have signed up, this is open for anyone to enter the crazy.


So. It's Valentine's Day. Turlough had rounded up a few house elves to do his bidding. Said bidding was to set up tables with name cards, a table with food and drink (which may or may not be hexed, I couldn't decide), and a sign:

We will not be responsible for anyone fed love potions.

Because someone will.

We also will not be responsible for any actions here on in.

Turlough stood in the corner of the Great Hall, drink in hand, smirk on face as he watched people come on (or forced in by cattleprod point, in Soichiro's case.)

Winry/Charles Macaulay

Maia/Pickles

Yoda/Zim

Caprica Six /Gir

Homestar Runner/Susan Sto Helit

Toki Wartooth/Ayame Sohma

Rob Stark/ Kelly Kapoor

Soichiro Yagami/Billy Brennan

Lucille Bluth /Skwisgaar Skigelf (I swear to god I drew this.)

Phoenix Wright/Brainiac Five

Kon-El/Petulia Gristle

Gustav Marugueriff/Tomo Takino

Kathryn Merteuil/Wishbone

Camilla Macaulay/Benton Fraser

Molly Michon/Matthew

Ian Malcolm/KOS-MOS

Comments

[deadlywrenches.livejournal.com]

Winry blushed again and took another sip of her punch. "Well, we grew up together, back where we're from," she said. "Ed was always busy once we got older, so we never really got a chance to be together until we both ended up here." She paused and tilted her head to the side as she looked up at Charles. "He's been here longer than I have, you might know him. Edward Elric?"

[charlesmacaulay.livejournal.com]

Charles's grin faded into something softer and sadder, something that couldn't quite be called a smile. "You grew up together? That's lovely, that you found one another again. Can't say I've met an Edward Elric, no." It wasn't Edward Elric he was thinking about, obviously.

[deadlywrenches.livejournal.com]

Winry frowned sympathetically and reached out to lay her hand over the back of Charles'. "Oh, I'm sorry, did I say something wrong? I didn't mean to upset you."

[charlesmacaulay.livejournal.com]

The reassuring little gesture did warm him a little. He smiled his sad smile at Winry — that wistful faraway slight smile. "No, you didn't say anything wrong. What you said just reminded me of someone I grew up with, that's all. So what brought you back together, you and Edward? Just the magic of Hogwarts? Did house elves with cattle prods have anything to do with it?" He was striving for a glint of humor. Maybe it sounded a little forced, but he was trying.

[deadlywrenches.livejournal.com]

"Oh, well... I guess it was bound to happen eventually. There was... no one else I really liked growing up, so if it wasn't Ed, I probably wouldn't have found anyone else," she said softly, a tiny smile creeping over her lips.

[charlesmacaulay.livejournal.com]

No one else I really liked growing up ... I probably wouldn't have found anyone else.

"I know how that is." Sharp envy stabbed through him, a lightning streak through the diffusion of his gloom. The way Winry smiled when she talked about Edward was the way Camilla used to smile back when. The way he knew he still couldn't help smiling sometimes when he remembered.

"Is that really why you love him, though? Just because the two of you grew up together so you imprinted on him?"

[deadlywrenches.livejournal.com]

"There's a lot to love about Ed," Winry said softly, unsure what would make this worse and what would turn the conversation back to a safe place. "Just like I'm sure there's a lot that you like about Susan."

[charlesmacaulay.livejournal.com]

Wait, what did Susan have to do with anything? The remark jolted Charles out of his emo reverie a little. Oh, right.

He couldn't help it. With a low hoarse rueful chuckle, he rubbed his forehead. She must think he was talking about Susan, and who could blame her? Logical assumption, right? "Susan's a very nice girl," he said candidly. "A good sport. Tough as nails. I think if I'd known her in my childhood I wouldn't have survived my childhood."

[deadlywrenches.livejournal.com]

Winry smiled, relieved they had avoided something uncomfortable, and leaned forward as she listened to Charles. "Why do you say that? That you wouldn't have survived, I mean."

[charlesmacaulay.livejournal.com]

"I told you just now about how my sister got turned into a seven-year-old for a little while. Well, Susan got turned into a child too, and Camilla says that Susan went after some other kids with a croquet mallet. I wasn't the best-behaved child myself, so ..." He shrugged one shoulder. "It wouldn't have ended well, I'm sure. What were you and Ed like as children?"

[deadlywrenches.livejournal.com]

Winry laughed softly, though there was a faint tinge of pink to her cheeks. Chasing the other kids with croquet mallets sounded like something she would do. But then her smile turned slightly melancholy, and she sighed and shook her head.

"We both sort of had a hard childhood," she said softly. "There was a war while we were growing up, and my parents were doctors, so they had to go off to the war."