[GP] Shoot that poison arrow

[st_aff]

None of the guests noticed when the spiky-haired man-child in jeans and purple t-shirt, wrists wrapped in cheap leather and metal bracelets, arrived at the Madonna Inn a few hours before midnight on February 13. That, in itself, wasn't all that surprising. Eros, otherwise known as Danny Valentine, had millennia of experience doing his job without being spotted.

What was surprising was that the dude at the front desk did see him. Tall and Nondescript waved him over and then gave him a room number 'in case you wanted to rest'. But Danny didn't.

Want to, or rest. He spent the time before the clock struck midnight polishing his love gun. Not like that. He'd find a girl to spend his nameday with. He always did. No, this little beauty was made by Hephaestus himself. It shot love darts that disappeared on contact.

At midnight, kitted out with more love darts than there were people in this pink and gold monstrosity, Danny left his room and shot the first person he saw--and didn't wait to see what would happen.

No point getting a slow start. He had a lot of work to do.

Comments

Re: Sansa

[st_arkunderitall]

Sansa had always been rather proud of her hair, especially since she was the only one who had gotten her mother's red hair, but right now she found herself transfixed by the other girl's darker shade. She suddenly wanted to touch her hair, just to see if it was as soft as it looked.

"I...you're very pretty." She declared rather suddenly, pressing her lips together for a moment before lowering her eyes. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have blurted that out but...it's true."

Re: Sansa

[st_arkcrowblack]

Snow had heard people call her pretty before, but it was mostly as a result of... well, being the only woman most of those men had seen in months. It was more threat than compliment. The menservants in the house compared her to her stepmother favorably, but she hadn't seen it. She'd been taught too well that no brown skin could be beautiful. Bear, wisely, didn't really talk about her looks directly, and Regina kept it to a minimum.

But she'd never heard it from another girl. And certainly not in a way that she could brush off so easily as other approaches. "So are you," she whispered.

Re: Sansa

[st_arkunderitall]

Sansa has heard much about her beauty but it hadn't always been in a complimentary fashion either. Joffrey had taunted her with it, making his desire to possess her rather clear. Even after she had married been married off to the Imp. Cersei had said her beauty was a good thing because she would bear beautiful children. Add in the other men who had desired her and, yes, she could understand why someone might not see the good side to being called pretty. But that didn't make her statement any less true as she watched the other girl.

"Thank you." She murmurs in the same soft tone as she steps closer until there is very little space between them. She starts to lift her hand before pausing, giving a curious look. "May I?"

Re: Sansa

[st_arkcrowblack]

In most any other circumstance, Snow White would have said no to being touched by someone she did not know. But for whatever reason that she did not understand, it didn't feel like fear when her heart skipped a beat. Not trusting her voice, she only nodded.