[open] it was a black wedding, you could hear the organs play--

[bloodypacifism]

Who: Fujiwara no Mokou (reflames ), Kotomi Ichinose (heartmaestro), Mion Sonozaki (envyspites ), Byakuren Hijiri (forgottenmagia ), Euphemia li Britannia (bloodypacifism ), and WHOEVER
What: Valentine's Day event shenanigans
Where: All over Mayfield
When: February 14th
Warnings: Horrible horribleness? Lesbians?

((ALL ABOARD THE TREND TRAIN, CHOO CHOO. Indicate what lady you want to tag with in the subject line. Effects are as follows:
Mokou: unaffected
Kotomi: Mint
Mion: Petunia
Byakuren: Daisy (to Miko), Pitcher Plant (to Seiga)
Euphemia: unaffected))

Comments

[true_administrator]

[It takes her... well one try and fail to work up hitting the doorbell. She REALLY doesn't know where the attack of nerves is coming from. All she knows is she has to... see Byakuren. Immediately. So she hits the buzzer.]

[forgottenmagia]

[She opens the door with no hesitation. As if she was sitting there and waiting for someone to ring the bell. Awkwardddddd.

But she says nothing. Don't mind her ears going red.]

[true_administrator]

Hello, Byakuren. [Her voice is at least more calm than she feels.]

I know it is somewhat unusual for me to call upon you but...

[But what? Best question ever, that.]

Ah. Might I come in?

[forgottenmagia]

[She's silent for a moment.]

...please do. [And she steps aside.]

[true_administrator]

[Perfect! There's very little hesitation before Miko makes her way inside the house, and waits for Byakuren to lead the way.]

I thought perhaps we could... discuss some things over tea.

[forgottenmagia]

[And she starts walking into the kitchen.]

That sounds fine.

Jasmine?

[true_administrator]

That sounds... lovely.

[She watched Byakuren as the other woman walks further into the house. Just... watches her. A little dazed. She's trying hard - and actually succeeding, though barely, not blushing herself]

[forgottenmagia]

[Byakuren's a bit more composed--but only a bit. And she's using the fact that she can just divert her attention to the wall-clock to her advantage.

But she does get out the tea set. And seemingly manages to not keep staring at Miko.]

Please sit anywhere you'd like.

[true_administrator]

Alright.

[So she does, gently sliding herself into her place at the dining room table and allowing Byakuren the slightly easier spot to sit down in.]

So... how are you this lovely day?