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[MEME] HOT DATE

WIN MY MUSE'S HEART IN 20 COMMENTS OR LESS

How to play:

Reply to one of my characters' headers (you don't have to respond to the flavortext) and put a 1 in your subject line! I'll reply with a 2 and so on. We'll count them down to 20. Then the date is over! Time to swap seats! Where is this date taking place? It doesn't really matter! This scenario is bendable to most game settings. AU's are also available, feel free to contact me or ask OOCly before we start counting down comments. Or it could just take place in the void or some Cosmic Denny's! The point of this meme is to test out chemistry or just watch hilarity unfold!

And who knows, you might get to go home with someone!

Go get 'em, tiger!

_{[OOC: Is somebody you want to tag with missing/lacking a journal? Just let me know!]}

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_{[The horseman manages to peer up at Hannacross again. This guy wanted to talk about plowing??? When he was some kind of cool dragon brewmaster?]}

I'm not any kinda expert but...you plow the row, sew the row, water it when the earth becomes dry...the watering is what takes forever.

_{[Something the dragon says gets Maurice's attention though.]}

Wait! Wait wait, you can shapeshift? Can you make a--a potion for that?

I know the watering takes forever. I can barely manage to keep my babies alive... takes a lot of water to help plants grow when you've got fire in your belly. [He almost looks like he's pouting. His poor garden. He loves it so much.

Though, at his question, he considers it thoughtfully, claws clicking on the table.] It might be complex, and I'd have to test it to see how long it would last, but i'm sure I could. It comes natural to most dragons though. We're all a little magical. Just some more than others.

_{[Maurice flattens his palms against the table, this time leaning forward for the first time in their conversation and staring at his reflection in the beast's glasses.]}

I don't care how much it costs or how bad it tastes! You could help me get my legs back! Please!

[Hanna is a little surprised, his glasses falling forward on his long snout as he leans across the table, perhaps forgetting his manners but giving the centaur a curious sniff.]

You have four legs already. I suppose i could give you more if thats what you really wanted...

Though ive got to say it would be a shame...you've got such nice coloring. [Hanna himself has some nice coloring even if he pains himself differently.]

What? No! I need less legs! I'm not supposed to be this. I'm just a mechanic from Texas!

_{[Maurice suddenly stops before getting completely hysterical. He'd been letting that build up over the weeks and it had become nearly a compulsion to explain himself upon first meeting people before they started asking him about Sagittarian things he had no answers for. His ears airplain out to the sides and he coughs. He glances back at his pinto hide.]}

It's okay, I guess...

OH! Oh...i suppose that would be an odd change. Humans dont like that much from what I've gathered...

[He is suspicious though, perhaps more curious than before.] I dont suppose you'll tell me how you got your extra legs. And those ears...

[They're cute. He huffs out his nose and smiles with more teeth than should be comforting when the warm breath gets one of them to flop a little. Precious.]

_{[Maurice lets out an involuntary whinny of dismay as he drags his hands up his face and through his hair to take hold of said ears, slowly lowering his face to the table.]}

I don't know. I just woke up like this in some weird tree with lots of stairs and there was this talking bird...I don't know. I don't know.

[Hanna's own ear flicks curiously as he listens, unsure what to make of his story.] If you had more information i might could figure a way to turn you back. Thats unfortunate.

Though now im trying to picture you...shorter. and with less legs. [He's not sure he would be as appealing...but still cute.] When i shape shift i become a form that is natural to me as a human. Its...i suppose i never saw myself or thought of how i would look as a person, but it comes natural to me. Im not sure i could put that same magic in a potion. You could end up looking off to yourself.

_{[Maurice...does not seem to take away what Hannacross intended him to of that little warning because he lifts his head, ears perked.]}

You mean I could look like somebody else completely? Could you make me hot?

[Hannacross snorts at his question, raising a brow. This time the air from his snoot is just a little hotter.]

I could set you on literal fire, little centaur.

Though, i suppose i could change things about you...though your definition of attractive is probably different than mine. [His neck twists, raising and considering Maurice from multiple angles.] I see nothing wrong with you.

_{[Maurice opened his mouth to ask if that was a metaphor but the heat from the dragon's nostrils blew his hair back and he guessed no. No, it wasn't.]

[Though now as Hannacross seems to be sizing him up, Maurice can't ignore the dragon's insistence that he's just fine as is.]

[Both because hearing compliments is like seeing a shooting star...and also he's still not over 'morsel'. It's hard being 3/4 prey animal.]}

Well, uh...thanks. Glad you think so. I like your...spikes?

I think my horns and tail are my best features, but thank you. [He smiles back, said tail thumping happily behind him.]

But...i suppose its hard for a human out of his element. Here, maybe this will help.

[And, without the usual ceremony he usually would use, his whole body seemed to curl in on himself, wings tight before the form they were connected to shrunk inside their folds, wings themselves shrinking into nothingness into the now human form across from Maurice. Human Hannacross is much smaller than his true form.

He rolls his shoulders experimentally and straightens the magenta cloak over then, beaming at him with his dangerous blue eyes and less dangerous smile.] There, that should make it easier for you!

_{[It finally happened. The big pink monstrosity suddenly warping and imploding in on himself was enough to do it. With a startled whistle, Maurice surged backwards, banged a front knee on the underside of the table, and reared, staggering backwards and sitting squarely on the chair of the table behind them. Crushing it.]

[Luckily, he was too dazed to take off running. His ears flip forward, then back. Forward, then back.]}

Sorry! Sorry about that it just kinda happens.

_{[He remembers Hannacross straight up telling him that he didn't choose how to look. He just...switched. Maurice slowly picks himself up and gingerly trots back to their table, leaning over it and inspecting this new shape.]}

That was...that was really cool!

_{[He's seen a LITTLE magic thanks to living in the hometree but...he'd never had it shown off just for him!]}

You're a lot smaller than I imagined.

[While he wouldnt feel quite as bad, hes glad that no one is hurt in the process and rights the table as Maurice trots back over. He leans on it and grins. Horses. So cute when they got scared. The whistle might have been loud but it was practically music to his ears. Hanna was not the best predator around, but he felt great when he got reactions like he was. He was a good, great dragon and he could be scary and intimidating when he tried.] It's okay, im used to it.

[He lies smoothly, examining sharp fingernails as casual as can be. Though he'll look up when Maurice's compliment is not...quite a compliment.] I'm not exactly large for a dragon. Though most of the strength is still there. Takes a lot to get hundreds of pounds of scales off the ground.

[Okay, he might be pouting. Not feeling so predatory any more.]

You're the biggest dragon I've ever seen.

_{[Maurice says this matter-of-factly, ears forward, suddenly quite sure of himself.]}

Am I the...only dragon you've ever seen?

[He's now curious again, lost his pout. Obviously he'd be impressed if he was. Dragons were inherently impressive if their history did anything for them.]

_{[Maurice thinks back to the tiny lizard hatched from one of the mysterious eggs that had caused a lot of trouble around the home tree some time back.]}

Yes!

_{[It had wings. It was a dragon ok.]}

But...that's still cool. I wish I could do that. I look like something out of Conan but I don't have any magic at all.

[Hanna doesnt know how to preen like this. He's almost lost for a moment before he just tries to stand a little taller and beam.] Well, it has some down sides to it. Cant be amazing without a few trying to put your head on a wall, but i suppose i get by just fine.

You said...mechanic before, correct? I imagine thats a little like magic. You mend metal machines. A sort of healing.

_{[As Hanna speaks, Maurice's ears swivel, as though he's lost in thought over something.]}

They're just jealous...oh! Uh! Yeah--I fix, y'know. Trucks. Cars. It's not really that different from putting a broken chair back together. You just have a higher chance of getting your hand burned.

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