( semi-open ) love is a many splendored thing

[samlicker81]

Who: Everyone who signed up for SHIPPING
Where: All around Wonderland! See below for specific locations.
When: Tuesday, September 9, evening
Rating: PG13 just to be safe, but if anything gets steamy (she hopes it does), I can up the rating.
Summary: Becky sets Wonderlanders up on blind dates. Also, will be image heavy.
The Story:

You receive a letter under your door sometime on the afternoon of Tuesday, September 9. This letter will be addressed to you in fancy script (Becky's best attempt at calligraphy) from a "secret admirer." You might be wondering, but it isn't February! What's with all the romantic nonsense? Well, my good friend, romance can be celebrated on more than just one day out of the year. That day happens to be today. The letter will ask you to meet your secret admirer at 6PM at a designated location. You'd best not be late! A night of romance (and perhaps even intimacy) awaits you! At least, she hopes so...

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[sassylupus]

Heathen.

[ He chuckles softly and plucks up a piece of caramel to pop into his mouth. He's slow to answer the next comment. Because Peter is an excellent liar. His poker face can rival most poker players. He's always considered himself a master when it comes to lying and bending the truth. He'll always find a way to spin things to make himself come out on top. That's called survival instinct. Something that he's been equipped with long before Kate set fire to his home. ]

I'll phrase it this way then. I don't trust many of the people here. I don't know you from Adam. How do I know you aren't all a bunch of psychos with weapon fetishes?

[widows_kiss]

[ His insult just gets a sharp, pleased grin from her and she doesn't bother arguing it. It's hardly the worst she's been called.

His explanation gets a wry smirk from her, lingering for a moment as she inclines her head in acknowledgement of that. ]

I never claimed I wasn't, technically. [ It's said with a glint of humor in green eyes to counter the words, however. ]

But you're never going to change that opinion, or find out if I am or not, by not attempting to get to know people. And that also doesn't necessarily mean trusting them, for that matter. I happen to know a lot of people here and trust very few of them. Then again, that seems to go hand in hand with me being a psycho with a weapon fetish.

[sassylupus]

I see. Do you sleep with your gun at night? I bet you read it a story before you tuck the little one in.

[ The Argents are huge fans of guns. Gerard is a huge fan of swords and that's just irritating all on it's own. Who actually uses a sword? It's beyond bizarre if you ask him. She's not an Argent though. She's not from Beacon Hills either which means she's not a hunter of any kind. He feels less on edge in her presence that's for certain. ]

But you're a very pretty psycho with a weapon fetish. [ He tilts his head and smiles. ] I suppose I'll let the weapons fetish go. Go on. Tell me something that'll change my opinion. I'm all ears.

[widows_kiss]

Please. I think you're getting your fetishes confused. Or you have very strange mommy issues.

But for the record, it is usually nearby. Old habit, I'm afraid. Where I come from, it's kept me alive more than once.

[ She laughs softly at his compliment, then shifts a little so she can reach for the bottle of champagne nearby, still careful to keep her cover of bubbles in place. ]

Why, thank you. I think. Would you like to do the honors? [ She holds the bottle out to him with a smile. ] Seems a shame to let this - or any of it, really - go to waste. And which opinion of yours, exactly, would you like me to correct?

[sassylupus]

Stranger things have happened.

[ More like sister issues. Talia was good when it came to the issues within the pack, but keeping them safe and dominate was not her strong suit in Peter's eyes. That wasn't the issue right now though. Perhaps he'll go into detail about his Talia issues when he gets to know her a little better. Or maybe not at all. The resentment he feels for his sister does tend to paint him in a negative light.

Peter takes the champagne bottle and stares at it for a moment. His hands are wet and the bottle is unopened. He should have thought this through before jumping into the water. ]

Anything you'd care to share. We've both admitted to trust issues so I imagine you won't be sharing anything wild.

[ He lets out a soft sigh and lifts one of his hands from the water. He lifts a finger to his lips in a shushing expression. When he pulls it away a claw extends from that finger. The foil has already been removed and the cork stands in his way. He plunges his claw into the top of the cork and pulls. It comes out with a pop and Peter smiles. ]

[widows_kiss]

Around here? Stranger things have probably happened in the past twenty-four hours.

[ When he shushes her, she lifts an eyebrow in unspoken question, letting an expression of surprise flicker visibly across her face when he suddenly sprouted claws. ]

Scratch that. Make it twenty-four seconds.

[ She leans forward in interest when he pops the cork, drawing her knees up to wrap her arms around them and prop her chin atop her knees. ]

I think 'wild' is now officially off the table. That's a hell of a secret to top.

[sassylupus]

[ Peter's laugh echoes in the bathroom. He tilts his head back just a bit as well. It's certainly an interesting reaction to his claws. Not one he saw coming. He expected some sort of disbelief or confusion, but perhaps her world is littered with things like him. He's never really gotten a chance to investigate that far with people. ]

I like to start things out in a big way.

[ His claws retract and the cork is left balancing on the tip of his finger. He nudges it over the edge of the tub and it hits the floor. He motions to her to grab one of the champagne glasses. ]

You might be the first one I've shared this with.

[ Correction. She is the first one. This is how you make friends though right? You share things. He needs these if he's ever going to stand up under the scrutiny of the Beacon Hills group. ]

[widows_kiss]

[ She hands him over the first of the glasses with an intrigued smile, playful and still all too relaxed across from him, especially when she makes him laugh like that. She's well aware she doesn't react to most things like normal people, but that usually plays to her benefit. ]

So I see. And I feel flattered. Is it... just the claws?

[ She tilts her head sideways with a curious expression, wondering how comfortable he feels about revealing more. ]