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Blind Date Meme

So the idea is your character has been set up on a blind date. Here be the rules:

1. Post with your character and their location [i.e. a restaurant or amusement park or what have you.]
2. People tag the post as your character's blind date
3. And because this is a meme they MUST go on the date.
4. Both parties know they are being set up on a date.

And now Duck must go to bed because she has to go to work at SIX THIRTY IN THE BLOODY MORNING tomorrow. >>

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[He gives her a sidelong glance, then turns the book so she can read the title: Advanced Potion Making.]

School shit?

Yes. And it's interesting.

Suuuure.

[flat and bored.]

If you ain't got nothing else to do. Don't you got a life?

[He turns back to his book and turns the page.]

I do. And I find potions interesting.

So you don't want to make out or anything.

[FLATTEST OF FLAT TONES.]

[His head snaps up and he fixes her with an expression both shocked and repulsed.]

No.

~~[YES]~~

Then why the fuck are you still here?

[she moves from her swing, standing and taking the step toward his to gently touch along his shoulders before giving him a push.]

[hold on snape. it was a hard push.]

[He collapses to the ground, face-first, his hands still clutching his book. Slowly, he wipes his face free of woodchips and spits one out of his mouth.]

What the hell was that for?

I was pushing you.

[that stupid, boy? really? THAT stupid?]

[tch.]

Get up. I'll do it again.

[He pushes himself off the ground, brushing dirt and wood chips from his robes. He gives her a nasty look, one that seems to be daring her to touch him again, but says nothing.]

[a dare? you're stupid enough to dare her, snivvles? how...well, how very stupid.]

[she smirks in return, taking a step forward and extending both hands to shove against his shoulders.]

[and sharply.]

[He moves to block her hands, but he's too slow and gets knocked down on his bottom.]

[which is her cue to plop down on his waist, straddling him and reaching to pin his arms at the wrist.]

[it's a regular school boy/girl brawl - WHICH TOTALLY MEANS THEY LIKE EACH OTHER; EAT DIRT, SNAPE - and she may not be the strong one, but she's resourceful enough to shift her weight to keep him under her.]

[other kids stare in awe at the big kids who ain't acting so big right now]

[He struggles beneath her, trying to free his hands. He can't get to his wand or strike back at her, and her smug smile does nothing but further infuriate him.]

Get...off...of...me.

[He does the only thing he can do pinned under her. He spits in her face.]

[oh feisty feisty she likes that to some degree and doesn't do much more than raise her shoulder to wipe the spittle from her cheek]

Say please.

[He'll do lots of things to her. He'll fight her. But he'll never beg.]

No. Get off. Get the hell off.

Not before you say please~

[she's even going to gather some of her spit and allow it to dangle from her lips just above his face.]

Never!

[And he sees the dangling spit thread. Ugh. He screws up his face and jerks it away as best he can to avoid her saliva.]

[oh wanna play like that, boo? well then she's just going to have to lean down and -]

[- drag -]

[- that spit across his jawline. with her tongue.]

[He shudders at her touch and yells in anger.]

Gah!

[He struggles to wipe it off, but his hands are still pinned under hers. He squirms, and with a massive force of effort, rolls over and pins her underneath him.]

Apologize, brat!

[...she squirms. and after a moment of futile resistance, she lets all the defiance slip from her features and sighs.]

[...and she nods.]

Fine. But...lean down. I ain't sayin' it loud.

[its one of those do or die situations, snape. one where you do as she says or don't get the kiss - i mean apology!]

[Well, at least he's won this, for now. But he studies her for a moment through narrowed eyes, then leans down slightly closer. He's on the alert, tensed and ready for her to do something terrible to him.]

Say it.

[she snaps; ]

Closer. I'll fucking whisper it but that's it.

[and there's woodchips in her hair. which sucks. and is nasty.]

[He leans closer, closer enough for his hair to tickle her face. He turns his head, slightly, his ear close to her mouth.]

Go on.

[There's a slight note of amusement in his voice.]

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