[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: Sam - for Angua, Lydia and Lindsey

[st_andingtall]

"Maybe." Hadn't he said the same to Steph this morning? God, he was turning into Dean. He smiled sort of sheepishly. "But, maybe we could talk first next time." If there was a next time. There could be. She knew where to find him.

Re: Sam - for Angua, Lydia and Lindsey

[st_reetwolf]

"Boring," Angua declared cheerfully, just to tweak him a little. Only a little, because she followed it up with, "Probably a good idea anyway. Don't worry, you won't be ambushed."

Re: Sam - for Angua, Lydia and Lindsey

[st_andingtall]

Sam managed a little chuckle at that. "Probably best for all concerned." Still awkward, but now, at least, it was just the regular kind of awkward. "I think I'm just going to--" He jerked his thumb in the direction he'd been heading when they, ah, intersected. "As long as you're okay..."

Re: Sam - for Angua, Lydia and Lindsey

[st_reetwolf]

"Good enough." She made little shooing motions, as if herding him off in the direction he wanted to go. He wasn't fleeing, really, and if she wanted to find him, well... there wasn't enough space for him to hide from her nose. "Go, go. I'm just going to go lock myself in my room 'til this is over."