Speed Dating: not for the faint of heart

[luckynumberthree]

Who: Class 1-2 (Charlie Kelmeckis, Clint Barton, Crowley, Hannibal Lecter, Kevin Tran, Kili, Luke Smith, Percy Jackson, Quinn Fabray, Ruby, Sam Yao, Santana Lopez, Seta Souji, Simon Lauchlan, Steve Rogers, Tinker Bell) & EVERYONE
Where: Class 1-2's awesome Speed Dating Cafe
When: Saturday 7/12 - Wednesday 7/16. Saturday - Monday are preparation days, and then they're open for business Tuesday and Wednesday.
Rating: PG, maybe PG-13?
Summary: Class 1-2 is playing matchmaker! Sort of. Actually they're just leaving it up to luck and your charming personality. Wait, you don't have one of those? Well, at least this will be blessedly short...
The Story:



Class 1-2's classroom has been transformed for the cultural festival, all the desks rearranged until pairs of two are pushed together and face each other, creating an intimate setting that's separated by dividers they've borrowed from elsewhere in the school.

Red and pink paper hearts dangle from the ceiling and the shades are drawn, leaving the light cast from the lanterns hung overhead and the tiny lights strung up around the edges of the room to set the mood. Music plays quietly in the background, just enough to help muffle the individual conversations and give a bit more hint of privacy and all students that wander in for one of the speed sessions are informed they have the length of one song to chat up their partner before switching. Students are welcome to switch up as many times as they like in search of that special someone.

Unfortunately, Class 1-2 can not guarantee you finding your true love. Please don't hold it against them if you don't.

[[OOC Note: How this works: 1) Drop your character in a top thread or hit up one or more of the others already waiting. 2) You have the span of approximately 7-10 comments (handy AC number there) to get your flirt on and make an impression before the song ends and you switch partners. Since this is meant to be a short and quick encounter, try not to drag out the interaction too long, because they would be interrupted at the end of the allotted time.]]

Comments

Re: Crowley | Open

[voiceinthedark]

"Well, I like video games and the radio and... you know all this already Crowley," Sam says, giving his classmate a wry look.

It's a bit of a quiet period now, like maybe everyone has more sense and has gone to get food. He supposes there could be worse people to pretend-flirt with at least. Crowley's sort of fun, even if Sam knows the guy drives his brother a bit nuts, and not in the fun way. Probably.

[goesdown]

"Do I?" He smirks. "Must've forgotten just in time for speed dating."

He leans back in his chair, getting comfortable. Sam's a bit easier to get along with than Kevin and that doesn't go without thought.

"I like oral sex and gambling."

[voiceinthedark]

"You should get that checked out. Go see the nurse. Amnesia can't be a good sign." His smile widens a bit and then of course Crowley has to say something like that and Sam is so glad that he's not drinking anything right now because he would have choked.

"Homework roulette? Exam answers poker? ...snap for blowjobs?"

[goesdown]

"I'd rather play for something more fun than homework, wouldn't you?"

There's no mistaking the fact that he's checking Sam out in a most blatant fashion. Why shouldn't he? It's speed-dating, right? It would be rude not to show interest.

[voiceinthedark]

"Depends what the homework is," Sam replies with a smirk. "I'm all in favour of extra-curricular activities though."

He has a moment of awkwardness when Crowley looks him over, blatantly looks him over, and then just leans back in his chair, welcoming it. Trying to welcome it. Keep pretending and maybe the awkward will stop right?

[goesdown]

"Are you?"

Crowley leans forward, elbows on the table and a predatory smirk in place above them.

"What sort of activities?"

[voiceinthedark]

Suddenly Sam understands very well what a deer caught in oncoming traffic feels like. He swallows breath coming a little faster at that look.

"Well, I know where my brother keeps his porn," Sam said. "And I like trying new things."

[goesdown]

"You don't say..." It's as if Sam somehow knows the subject of his earlier conversation with Kevin!

"I could probably think of a few new things."

[voiceinthedark]

Weird psychological twin powers, obviously. Or maybe just teenage hormones. Who knows? "Yeah. He's not that good at hiding it. Not from me anyway."

He bites his lip for a moment and then smiles. "Oh yeah? What did you have in mind?"

[goesdown]

He glances around, noticing that the bell is about to ring.

"Meet me in fifteen in the janitor's closet if you really want an answer."

It rings and with a grin, he pushes himself up and settles at another table without looking back.

[voiceinthedark]

"Oh-" Oh. He's not sure what this is actually going to entail and he's not really sure if Crowley is serious, but he nods anyway, giving a shifty look around before smiling.

"Sure. I'll be there."

[goesdown]

Crowley is quite serious and true to his word, he's there and waiting fifteen minutes later and hoping very much that Sam will show.

[voiceinthedark]

It takes Sam a couple of tries before he makes himself actually open the door and step inside. He actually walks past it once or twice, paranoia prickling down his neck, before he manages. He's half convinced it's a joke; maybe (mostly) benign, maybe cruel.

But Crowley is actually there and Sam stares in surprise for a moment. "Hi."

[goesdown]

Crowley grins as the door shuts behind Sam, predatory and dangerous. "Hello."

And then he drops to his knees in the tight closet.