Event Log: Soulmates

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for Soulmates event
Where: All over the city
When: February 14th-February 22nd
Warnings: None

Oh shit, what even happened last night? You're pretty sure you had a normal night, no crazy drunk antics (unless that is your normal night). But this morning you woke up with a brand new tattoo, and it's... a name?

Maybe it's a name you recognize, one of your good friends. Maybe it's a stranger. Maybe it's someone you can barely stand. No matter who it is, you kind of feel like you should look for them and figure out what's going on with this weird tattoo. And when you find them - well, they've got one too, except this one is your name. It would seem weird, except as soon as you see each other you kind of understand. Of course you'd have a tattoo with the name of the person you've found such an amazing connection with. You were meant to be together.

So enjoy your time with your newfound soulmate. Who knows, you might wake up tomorrow with a whole new name on your arm, a new connection, a new love. Make the most of it!

► This log covers February 14th-February 22nd
► Please tag headers of threads with content warnings where they apply
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
► If you try to pull off a stupid stunt to impress your soulmate and fail so miserably you die, please let us know here.

Comments

[tongueamok]

[Feeling his anxiety rise at the thought of a man controlled entirely by clockwork, Carlisle is about to comment on how that all sounds frightfully complicated and excuse himself from the conversation; however, Oscar invites him to continue said conversation somewhere out of the cold, and he instead finds himself nodding complacently, eager to hear more on a topic he knows he finds unnerving. He should go home, he tells himself. This isn't right.

But the second he leans back as though considering turning, he feels that yearning to be closer once more. It's not necessarily romantic, but it is certainly out-of-place and frustratingly strong, curbing his desire to leave almost entirely. He feigns that he was simply stepping back to look at the weather.]

It- it is a bit foreboding, isn't it? Perhaps we could, ah. You still live near here, right? I don't mean to invite myself in, but it would be convenient for you to simply be home, I suppose. And then I could just leave once we've... conversed.

[Good save.]

[onlyanautomaton]

Of course, you are welcome to stay the night as well if you wish, Mr. Longinmouth.

[Oscar hopes he has made it plain enough that he doesn't take issue with accommodating the man. (What does bother him slightly is the misuse of the term 'home' just now; however, he understands Mr. Longinmouth's meaning.)

He turns toward the spire, giving it a short glance before something occurs to him which makes him look to his companion again.]

Have you eaten supper? I'm afraid I have nothing but tea to offer you...

[tongueamok]

[Carlisle wrings his hands nervously, not sure why his mood picked up so suddenly just now at Oscar's invitation.]

Tea is fine, I assure you. I suppose you wouldn't eat, being, ah. An automaton.

[He says the term slowly, still hammering out its proper usage in his head. His stomach speaks for him in the silence that follows, its grumble arguing that no, tea is not fine. He laughs sheepishly.]

I will survive a brief visit, I assure you.