Defenders of Justice - Valentine's D̶a̶y̶ W̶e̶e̶k̶ Fortnight Event!

[Raffa]

Yeah, yeah, I'm late on this, I know. I just thought of it a few hours ago.

In any case! Valentine's Day is upon us! And even though we're all lonely, that doesn't mean our characters have to be!

For this Valentine's Day Week event, you are going to write a cheesy, silly, raunchy, or otherwise purposefully bad limerick, pick-up line, or a poem from the point of view of one of your characters for another character belonging to a different player!

The character who 'wrote' said pick-up line/limerick/poem will receive a character point and the subject of their affection will receive a character point as well!

You can send or receive the Valentine Card with the same character more than once, but that character can only receive 1 point from receiving or sending a card. Any additional points that would normally be received can be passed on to any other character belonging to that player.

Additional point will be awarded to both characters if they actually go on a date together in the IC thread!

In the case where any character were to go over their usual 5-point limit, the player may choose to allocate the additional points to another character instead!

The timeframe to post your Valentine-themed notes will end on the 28th, but you can still go on the dates in the IC thread afterwards!

[madman32]

"I won't ever date you, Lucy Love.
I won't take you out to a restaurant or beach.
I won't let you play under the table with our feets.
I won't go with you to the theater, or any type of sport.
I won't think of how you might look wearing short shorts.
I won't blush or feel joy when you say 'bring it in.' 
I won't forgive you ever for those manners of sin.
I won't forgive that time when you held my hand.
I won't forget that time when you held my hand.
My hand, my hand, my hand, my hand...!!!

I will not date you. No sirree!
But I'll let you stay close. So I can watch you closely."

[Youkai]

Kerry's phone would ring while she was busy in one of the many gyms, whether or not she picked up, she'd be left the following message.

"Kerry, I know you're probably busy with your normal workout routine, but would you be my Valentine?
I may be a social triangle sometimes, but I think you're acute one.
Also ah, tell me your favorite drink, I'll get it for you on the first date.
God, you're very pretty, I uhh... I forgot my cheesy line.
Just you know... uhh... see you around."

*Click*

[MonsieurChuchote]

“There once was a lady from Delaware,
The size of her tits all were well aware,
She was charming and cute,
With a sick eyepatch to boot,
Both heroes and demons would stop and stare!”

“Aaaheheheheheeee… Was that pretty good? I’m druuunk come keep me company Aaron… Know I promised to stop calling you but my date for tonight had to spend a week in the purifier with ‘strictly no sexual stimulus’… Do you ol’ buddy a favorrr?”

[Raffa]

[Youkai]

The Saboten household would be subjected to a strange letter that was dropped off, it oozed with residual corruption and only got through because it was deemed harmless due to the weak signature and the sender, they were notoriously weak among all defender factions, it was addressed to Kuroyuri specifically and read the following:

"Kuroyuri, you are the most angelic human I've ever laid eyes on.
Your beauty makes the wind blush.
Your hair might as well be woven silk.
Your eyes are like the ocean, so easy to dive into.
Your lips are as soft as pillows, or so I believe.
Your breasts are the ideal. Round, soft, and easy to sway to.
Your rear and legs, what can I say, they make me weak.
Make me yours, my mind might as well be in your hands.

Sincerely yours, Barbati (Waiting for you at: -Location Here-)"

Of course it could be ignored, maybe it was a trap, but maybe she did have a secret admirer in the demons...

[rogue-rider]

A small gift was left at the reception of the Institute. For delivery to one Dawn Vargas. It was small. Cute in it's own way. A Japanese style wooden box. Neatly put together, with a blue ribbon tied around it. A small note card finished the box off. The ribbon threaded through it. On it, in insanely cutesy writing, but delicate brush strukes. Was a small message.

"Bright blue beam
Magic billowing forth.

The sky is where she makes her realm
The Wings of Azure

Mana Furnace Burns
Justice from on high

Knight who fought for Justice
Auralis Protector"

Inside, was a selection of Japanese sweets and especially a few sticks of bunny dango. And another, small letter. Equally neat, and cutesy.

"Heya Vargas-chan!

I'm Iradil, from the Eternal Dragon Clan. I know we haven't met yet, but I've heard a lot about you from Yasu, and Shirley and Vee and others at the Institute! I'm going to be visiting more soon, and wanted to know if you'd like to meet up? Exchange sweets (I've heard you can make them?!) I'd love to get to know another of the Institutes Star Performers!

If that is ok, I was thinking we could go to a cafe on the 15th? The 14th was busy for some reason, but I'm assured the 15th would suit better anyway! I was told it is called 'half price chocolate day'?"

The rest of the letter, merely outlined a way Dawn could get in contact with her. As well as a slight apology. About asking for an introduction.

[rogue-rider]

Isaac had given his contact details to a certain mermaid idol. And based on the time of year, she was taking advantage of the ability to contact him. As chance would have it, it would arrive when he was 'under the floorboards'. Or at least, when no one else was around.

"Heyas Isaac!

Wa-ter you doing for Valentine's? It's the sea-son of love! Don't be shellfish! It's time to Shell-ebrate this super duper cute time of yea!

The music we made together last time was sand-sational! We should shake our fins together again soon! If you're not booked up by a heroine, let's get kraken for a shrimply adorable time!

You might be able to run from my super cute love, but you can't tide!"

There was a faint pause for a moment.

"If you wanna meet up cutie, y'know how to contact me! Don't go krillin' me here!"

[Youkai]

Lizbeth would have an email pop up in her inbox while she was on a break, it was obvious who it was from but the contents were anything but, unless one remembered the time of year.

To our dearest Lizbeth Page.

"Hello there Lizzy!
I'm going out tonight, don't worry I won't get in a tizzy
But I was wondering if you'd keep me company
Because honestly, I'm feeling lonely, honey.
I'm not a romantic, but I think you could use a break.
Maybe we could share a yummy cake?
I understand if you decline, women like you are in short supply.
But I do hope you'll take the time to reply."

- Anna Cochran

[rogue-rider]

There was a faint clicking of heels, as the blonde entered the bar. There was no one present currently. Just as she'd planned. The main target was away, one of the rare instances of her being out of the bar. That photoshoot turning to be advantageous for her after all. The other support staff, well. When a high ranking Dominion operative wanted something. She got it.

The blonde reached out. Running a hand along the polished wood of the bar. Tapping at it with her knuckles a few times as she got to the bar tender's usual place. Reaching into the top of her dress. Plucking a letter out and sliding it onto the bar. Tucked out of sight, where no one, but the recipient would find it...


When Lethe returned, she would find the envelope easily. As a consummate professional any changes to her bar would be obvious after all. The faint smell of expensive perfume would be present when she lifted it up. Nothing more than a trace. Enough to tickle the senses. Entice. But not over whelm. Flipping the envelope over, would reveal the red lipstick mark, over the tip of the envelope's seal. There was no overwhelming urge, or compulsion to open the envelope. The sender wasn't that crass. But, should curiosity overtake Lethe's fingers. She'd find a simple letter enclosed.

"Good afternoon Lethe,

I hope we've not been working you too hard. In fact, I believe you don't have anything booked in on the 14th."

Lethe didn't. One way or the other, she'd find out that her services were not required on that particular day.

"So since you're free, I'm hoping I can steal away some of your time for a drink. I'd love to catch up, it's been far too long. Besides. It is my day after all. And I'd love to spend it with someone so unforgettable"

Despite being by herself. Lethe could practically hear the elegant giggle.

"If you're interested. Do let me know where you'd like to go. Whether you'd rather stay in your local. Or get out and try one of the other places in the city.

Yours.

V."

[Raffa]

A note, along with an enclosed photo would inexplicably smack Kuroki in the face one day, the contents reading as following:


;i h ihd"KNgdLSb'igh

SFnaiNGGiondaOggnkbvnsug

nidagi-goi-qeMvbgpo]QEqa

Afionpodsaflmgvm o  w -wdsa

lol, I can't write

NASifpngpi[o[ogansikrw0qov

-Max <3

[Sashanna]

The day after the Trials of the Beast Master, a man came up to Orobi Oku and handed her a simple white envelope from the young mistress, Hattori Chiyo.  Within was a short handwritten haiku on thick, quality writing paper.  It was small enough that the paper did not need to be folded within the envelope:

        What to do with you.
My mind is caught by your whims.
   Let's meet again, my boar.

A red stamp with the symbols
千服
代部
ended the message.

[MortalitasBorealis]

A note, along with an enclosed photo would inexplicably smack Kuroki in the face one day, the contents reading as following:


;i h ihd"KNgdLSb'igh

SFnaiNGGiondaOggnkbvnsug

nidagi-goi-qeMvbgpo]QEqa

Afionpodsaflmgvm o  w -wdsa

lol, I can't write

NASifpngpi[o[ogansikrw0qov

-Max <3

Lately, Kuroki’s found herself making a habit of relaxing on random rooftops in Dis where she could just bask in the nice feeling of the ambient corruption. Having largely given up on her original mission, and only just caught a new pet for Mistress (ought to wait a while before getting another one, pets are a big responsibility afterall), the days have been quite leisurely.

Until something smacked her in the face.

Annoyance turned to confusion when she realized it wasn’t some trashy pamphlet picked up by the wind. …The hell is this? The sender is clear, but she couldn’t even really tell who this was addressed to. Was this some sort of booty call? Why is one sentence and the name perfectly written and the rest chickenscratch? Was Max drunk?

Oh, wait, it’s around that time. She never had a reason to care about the season, an assassin like her wasn’t ever going to find ‘love’ anyway. Not until she met Mistress…~ Speaking of, she should go buy some chocolates for Mistress. Some normal ones, and maybe some more liquid, melty ones for… Kuroki was getting hot and bothered and fidgety just thinking about it. Maybe some gift wrapping too.



But as for the letter… Well, if fate’s delivered it to her, she may as well respond. …Does Dis even have a postal service?

Later, a letter with an attached photo will be left for Max, for the next time she shows up at that rundown tavern they drank together at.

Spoiler for Hidden:

Happy Valentine’s.

‘Nother drink or more sometime?

With love, Kuroki

[madman32]

"This one's going out to Ali Garcia. The cutest dang bird I ever did see, yeah.

Hell yeah.

Some say that this world is always changing. Bird's eye view? It's all rearranging.
Paradise of complicated. Take good advice? Nah, we're instigating.
I've got troubles I can't even comprehend. And then there's her, who grinned and asked to be my friend.

WITH THAT FACE! GUH!!

Innocent and wild. That shining smile. I can't believe how cute, her fuckin' style. She wouldn't like me swearing, but I'd swear she likes me too...so would ya tell me this? Give me an assist. 'Fore I turn back into the mists. What's an old cold soulless girl like me to do?

Tha-thump, thump, thump!

My heart's long frozen. Elsewhere given. Youth's been spent from years of livin'. Sure as shoot I ain't the friend she might deserve. But the thing about it is, and you can blame her rizz. No matter what you might be calling this. I'm stayin' right here, right beside that lovin' bird.

Coocoo-coo-coo! <3!

She might warn away. Self-sacrifice. She'd even let her sister lead her life. Like any sister wants that wished fer any sis. Yet there's a deeper truth shinin' in her eyes, that light still burning hot inside. She dreams of dancin' through and singin' in the skies. Yet of all the things, her wings have been denied...

S'pose that means...!

I've gotta bring her up. Gotta take her high. Gotta let her sing, gotta let her fly. It's the least I could, the best I oughta do. So much to say, so much to rhyme. All that I'll save for another time. Right now, she needs my help. And help's just what I'll do.

'Cause so help me, bird, I've fallen bad for you. <3"

[Sashanna]

After establishing the grove in the park, Rosluni came up to Tabi with a friendly smile and a piece of paper in her hand, "The naga have been exploring your internet, and some told me I should make this for you if I want to join you on a trip during this time of the year.  This is the correct human ritual, right?"  Handing over the paper, she added, "Sharliss helped me with some of the wording." The name was a familiar one, being one of the three main naga advisors for Ros and the most outwardly friendly of the three toward the plant woman.

The paper smelled sweet and reminiscent of the plant woman.  Looking more closely, Tabi would notice words staining the paper written in looping text.  Likely written using some of Roslunni's own fluids, the message said:

This new world is fascinating,
And the moon is so pretty,
So while others busy themselves masturbating,
Let's go explore the city.

You've been a sweet and helpful guide
And supportive in our partnership.
Show me where you play outside
Or like to settle in for a kip.

The darkness has its charm
And changes the sounds of this land.
Is it safe enough to evade harm
While walking these streets hand-in-hand?

Does the night have special sites?
Are there foods you like to eat?
I'd like to go and share a bite
Learning more about these treats.

Show me what you like at night
Not just naked on the forest floor.
What other things and places are a delight?
What new surprises are in store?

That's all I ask of you on this special day.
The choice is up to you, of course.
Do you have some time this night to play?

Rosluni watched the Neon Ninja read the poem, her head tilted in curiosity about how the woman would react to the rhyming words.

[Sashanna]

Irene kept most of her computers offline and used secure encryption and vigorous checks for viruses and other unwanted foreign data on her laptop.  Her home had security protocols to keep out intruders.  She meditated at night and had systems to check for mental for tampering.  No one was going to get in unless she wanted them in.  Not her computer, her home, or her mind.  She was a bastion.  But she was used to living alone.  So, if she thought it would be fun to write a little poetry during the season of love and put it away in a drawer before going to bed, she could be forgiven for not expecting it to be found by curious eyes while she slept.  It wasn't like she had invited three adorable characters to her home and let them stay the night whenever they wished.  And it's not like they could get bored while she slept....

If any of them found the sloppy note meant to perhaps be put into her computer later as a fun little personal record, they would be able to see these words written in blue ink:

This three-in-one beauty makes me weak.
I'm a seductress not someone meek,
But with her in the room,
My heart starts to go zoom,
And I feel like an innocent geek.

Thoughts in my mind are piously pure.
I don't sleep around.  My faith is sure.
But this isn't just lust.
It's beyond thighs and bust.
See, I really and truly want her.

I want to learn of Twice, Nice, and Vice
Sharing my love and doing it thrice.
May their wisdom here grow
There is much they don't know.
I hope that my help will be suffice.

Time will tell if they're truly for me.
They can tease, show they care, and be free.
It is hard to resist
When their lips can be kissed,
And they charm my heart so completely.

Could we play hypnotic games as friends,
Learning new ways to please on weekends?
Let me hear all their jokes
Or just make their sheets soaked.
Together on me they could depend.

[Sashanna]

A letter addressed to Victoria Murphy, Director of the Defenders of Justice, arrived at the Institute.

You'd look adorable as a raccoon, but I think an esteemed hero such as yourself deserves something more fitting.  Would you like to relax as a sloth for a couple of hours?  Mayhap, be a chandelier hanging leisurely in the Moaning Cat, free from worry for a while as you provide added beauty just by being hanging crystals?  You deserve what you desire.  I invite you to enjoy a few hours with me, becoming whatever form you may wish.  As a neutral location, the Moaning Cat would be a safe space for you to indulge in such fantasies. 

I do not think such revelations will give me an advantage if we ever meet again, and you would get a break from all the chaos and responsibility you have shouldered.  This date would be purely platonic and for my part, a unique academic opportunity to observe while I ease your stress.  You can leave a message at the Moaning Cat to send your regretful decline or to arrange a date and time that fits around your obligations.  I've attached a picture of my typical form in order for you to recognize me if you agree to meet.

With much respect,
Kishar



A quick check would reveal that Kishar is someone who hasn't shown up much in Auralis as yet, but does match the images of a person that transformed people at the Auralis Waterpark into.... sea otters, dolphins, and seals.  According to the report, one security guard got turned into a statue while another managed to escape unscathed and send a text to the Defenders about the situation.  Apparently all the victims returned to their normal human forms in the end, but was that on purpose or because the situation was interrupted?

[rogue-rider]

The ship bobbed on the waves slightly. Gently swaying too and thro as the wind caressed the wound up sails. The deck, and cabins were empty. The crew dispersed elsewhere. The skeleton crew were off doing something only grunts knew how to do. Branwen had flown off earlier that morning. Giving Ember a coy look as she perched on the railing of the upper deck of the ship. Before giving the first mate a playful wave and then taking off. Muttering something along the lines of "lucky." and "I'll find someone to play with, don't worry about me". Leaving the door to the cabin behind her noticeably open. Creaking faintly in the wind. Opening, closing. Opening slightly more. Enticing the apparently sole remaining demoness to investigate.

If she did so, she'd find, once her eyes adjusted to the different light level of the cabin, a letter on the table. Along with a few other items. A box of chocolates, the faint trace of corruption present on them. An aphrodisiac perhaps? A maid dress was draped neatly over the back of a chair. With a body con, latex one over the chair opposite. If her curiosity was peaked, Ember might move to take the letter. It was addressed to her...

"Dearest Ember,

I do hope you've been doing your best to please me. For the moment, it would seem the crew is enjoying shore leave right now. Just me and you on the ship right now. If you want to join our underlings in plundering the treasure ashore, I'm more then happy to see what results you'll turn up. Although. If you'd prefer to plunder a different treasure. One still located on the ship? We really do have it all to ourselves for the rest of the day. And whilst I'm all for giving orders, hence the obvious. I would so hate to stifle that creativity of yours."

Her captain's writing was as neat as ever. And reaching out to trace the letters on the page, Ember would almost be able to hear the faint scratching of the pen creating them in her mind.

"So what takes your fancy. From the galley to the crow's nest. We have the run of it. And I do hope you enjoy our girls nights in as much as I do. As a stress reliever..."

The letter trailed off. Save for the faint, purple lipstick kiss ending it. Therla's desires were obvious. Even more so as the door to her cabin creaked open in the background. But she wasn't going to force anything from her subordinate. It would be up to Ember, what she wanted to do next...

[Youkai]

Addressed to Eric was an elegant letter with the scent of sandlewood, it was also signed with a very familiar name for those that followed the Royal Family. Astrid.

"I heard you're somewhat of a romantic.
But I have no interest in semantics.
I'm personally inviting you to dinner in the Palace
I'm sure you know the rarity of such an invitation from one of my status.
I will await your arrival, you have piqued my interest with your exploits of late.
If you wish and deem it so, you can consider it a date."

- Astrid, Retainer to Prince Nathaniel.

[Raffa]

Valentine's Day Week Card!
From: Raffa
To: Suna!

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Come say "Hi",
Because we all miss You!

[Raffa]

One sunny day – or whatever the substitute for the sun was over in the City of Dis – Desdemona would receive a knock on her door. A royal courier had arrived with fresh morning mail addressed directly to her. Supplicants, petitioners, and more. What she did with those letters was up to her discretion. No one really believed that the Demon Princess would take the time out of her day to respond to their letter, specifically. But one letter would catch her attention. It was perfumed, which wasn’t all that unusual, but the return address was…

…the Institute.

If she chose to open the letter, she would notice that the envelope was stuffed with… rose petals. As for the contents for the letter itself, well…

Dear Princess Desdemona,

I’ve been a huge admirer of Yours for quite some time now. The tales of your beauty traveled far and wide across both the Demonrealms and Earth, but I could scarcely believe them. I thought to myself that it was impossible for one to be so beautiful to dull the men’s senses and make even the straightest women rethink their preferences. But once I had the occasion – nay, the privilege – to catch a glimpse of one of your photos, I realized just how wrong I was.

I can safely say that I’ve never seen a more beautiful woman in my entire life, and I doubt that I ever will. I would brave thousands of miles of the treacherous Demonrealms, just to have the honor of seeing you smile. I’ve reviewed dozens of hours of security footage that managed to capture your grace, and – pardon the forwardness – I can’t help but find your peculiar way of laughing to be incredibly cute! The way you throw your long, luscious hair back is a truly dazzling spectacle, and I can safely say that everyone would envy your gorgeous golden locks.

Princess Desdemona, would you grant me the honor of joining me for a date on this upcoming Valentine’s Day? I will treat you to the finest restaurant Auralis City has to offer. I’ve planned a variety of activities for us to make the day truly special and make sure that you receive treatment that is not worthy of a Princess, but one worthy of a Queen. Should you accept, please join me at the Red Lion restaurant at 4 o’clock in the afternoon.

Your admirer,
Leon Sell.

P.S. I’ve included a picture of myself so that you know that I am serious about the invitation and I’m not trying to ‘catfish’ you, my dear Princess.

[Youkai]

Vee's phone would ring, and while she might have been bothered at the caller ID the message that she was given was extremely out of left field. Whether she let it go to voice mail or actually answered the woman's voice would sound more carefree and casual than usual.

"Hey Vee, I know this is short notice but I'm taking the day off from paperwork to go enjoy a day at the beach. You're more than welcome to join me if you like. I'm sure, knowing you, that the Mt. Auralis of paperwork waiting for you back in your office has you stressed. It's okay if you decline, but I'd like to at least spend the day with someone else that I know, especially today. If not, consider it a free day for yourself. I'll work twice as hard for both of us tomorrow. I'm sure you'd look cute in some sort of swimsuit. But I'll understand if you want a day away from me. Have a fun day, boss." Homura hung up after that.

Something was definitely up, Homura didn't take days off, even mandatory ones she took her work with her...

[madman32]

It had been so windy around the grounds of Succubus University lately. Skirts were flapping everywhere, though that may or may not have actually started long before there was any hint of so much as a breeze. Succubi skirts just had a way of lifting up on their own sometimes...for one student succubi named Lyn, however, all this wind was sure to be a reminder of a certain someone. Someone excitable and pink. Someone who unfortunately couldn't be there with her today. For a number of reasons, not the least of which being that this person had gone off and disappeared again. She had a real habit of doing that whenever she felt like it. And pretty much doing anything else she wanted to do whenever she felt like it.

Speaking of. The wind wasn't the only reminder of that whirling dervish Lyn was going to receive today. For right at her desk was a cute-looking pink box wrapped in a big red ribbon. "For The Hottest Hottie In Succubus U!" Was written on the box's top in neat cursive. The box's ribbon was also holding in place two different pictures on top of the cover. The first showed an image of Lyn herself snoring. Which was curious, as she didn't remember asking for anyone to take a picture of her asleep. And the second picture was of none other than than the very same person she was just thinking about before! Skarde Alexander, the Sweetness of The Swedeness! also known as Pet. Also known as Pet MeAgain. Also known as Pet MeAgain Onemoretime. And many other names, many secret names, not many of which were actually known to Lyn. Skarde's picture was positioned like she was just about to smooch the sleeping Lyn picture, an adorable arrangement. Assuming that Lyn was okay with the whole "having her picture taken while she was asleep" thing. Which might've been a big ask for anyone but a demon. Yet was overall pretty low on the totem pole of Skarde-based harrassments.

The first thing Lyn would notice inside of the box was a paper card. The front of which showed a drawing of a small and cute little succubus. She was winking and asking her reader "will you succu-be my valentine?" Which was a little bit odd, considering that Valentine's Day was more than a week ago. The card's interior had a different message in that familiar cursive handwriting. Perhaps this message would make things clearer. Indeed, in fact, it did! Sort of.  "YOOOOOOoooooOOOOO!!! DID YA MISS ME?!!!?!!!! It's been forever!!!! Speaking of. You know how Valentine's always takes TOO FRIGGIN LONG  to come around?! Guess what?! I'm fixing it! I hereby declare today a brand new holiday! DOUBLE EXTRA SUPER BETTER VALENTINE'S DAY!! WOOOO!!! GET HYPED FOR MY LOVE BOMBS, CAUSE I'M TOTALLY GONNA SMOTHER THE FUDGE OUT OF YOU!!!!!!!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3  XXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOOXOXOXXO
~Your Lovablest Valentine

PS. If you think this is just to make up for missing Actual Valentine's Day, you have NO IDEA how many makeup makeouts are still coming your way for that! This holiday is a new, totally original idea that's fun and sexy and makes you love me all by itself!!!!

PPS. It was also totally an excuse for me to learn how to bake chocolate. And I NAILED IT, so enjoy!!! <3 <3 <3

PPPS. By 'bake,' I mean I learned how to make these with magic. So there's a teensy tiny chance that some of them might explode."

Beneath the card, at the bottom of the box was an array of several different types of chocolates. All cut and positioned to be the spitting image of Skarde's own face blowing a kiss. The chocolates certainly looked deliciously non-explosive. Yet like Skarde herself, there was no telling what kind of explosive energy they might actually contain within.

[Youkai]

Lilliana may have been busy elsewhere, but her Mistress was always on her mind and always there in her head watching. Fortunately while Lilliana was under a trance she had installed a few hidden gems that would only activate on certain conditions. Lilliana would suddenly hear her Mistress speaking to her.

"It's time for Escort Service." The words echoed in Lilliana's mind, quickly and rapidly pulling her under a trance in the middle of wherever she was. Luckily her body would move on it's own and escort her somewhere else that was private before she'd get further orders. If she was in the middle of a fight, her body would pilot itself automatically as she'd find herself energized and able to overpower whoever her unfortunate victim was. Her mind had other pressing matters to attend to.

"It's Valentine's Day, and I require armcandy and wish to show off my prized possession. You will come back to my apartment and accompany me, you do not have a choice. Wear something elegant and flashy, don't be late. Love is in the air and I'd hate for you to miss out. You don't want to miss out on a chance to show your adoration for your Mistress do you?" After that, the power over Lilliana would recede, although the woman knew exactly what she had to do.

[rogue-rider]

Somehow, some way, a small box would find itself to the ninja village. Perhaps from one of the Institute liaisons? perhaps from magic? Perhaps love just found a way. Who knew.

What was known. Was that the small box, pine, with a green ribbon. Was delivered to a small hut, located on the outskirts of the village. Should the owner of said hut, crack the box open, she'd find a small cross section of nine chocolates. Small cuts of strawberry adorning them. There was a small note as well.

"Sybil.

I hope you're well? Not too busy with...

I just wanted to say... Thank you. You've been the wind beneath my wings. And I wanted to show my appreciation for what I've found because of you.

You don't have to meet me again, you're probably super popular. But if you'd be up for it. I'd like to re do our meeting. But with less... invading and brain turning off...

Ah! I'm sorry. But...

.. I. Hope to hear from you soon.

Caera"

[MonsieurChuchote]

A deep “Bouff!” sounded behind Jennifer on a daily patrol. A rumbling sounded through the earth a moment later, as a vast hound bounded up to her.



It sniffed intently at the paladin’s armor for seconds, broad wet nose poking under the plates. Ultimately satisfied, it tilted its chin upwards in a proud and noble gesture, somewhat marred by the excited wagging of its tail. Hanging from its collar, beneath the tag reading “Gilbert”, was a red leather cylinder: waterproof, sturdy storage for paper in an old fashion. And inside was a note, barely taking up a quarter of the space.

Seven, eight years ago, big storm in the cafe in that little Scottish village? Black hair, scruffy beard, awful smug grin?

Gave me a lot to think about back then. Like to think I’ve learned from it. Maybe not enough, but a demon can hope. Wanted to thank you for that, setting me on a different path. Not a great time, but I’m not holding out for a better one.

If not, no hard feelings. Trust is hard to come by these days. Otherwise… pick a spot—food, drinks, art, whatever. I’ll buy. No tricks, no seduction.

-Eric

Rolled into the card was a bright red flower—but not the sumptuous rose one might’ve expected. A pressed poppy, the petals thin and fragile in the open air. Gilbert sat patiently, waiting for a response.

[TooSpooky]

The DRU's mail screening process was rigorous, which made the pastel blue envelope Poppy found on her bunk all the more bizarre. It read to "the robo lady" from "a secret admirer".

Inside, was a short and bizarre poem, with an even more bewildering sign-off.

Roses are red
Violets are blue
You want answers
I've got a few

I'll be in touch,

Lane

[chaotix]

Left in Vee's appartment was a heart shaped box next to a vase containing a red rose, a white rose, and a black rose. On top of the box was a note.

At the unlikelest time,
I found someone who I'd like to be mine.
When I saw you I saw the prettiest dove,
and I knew you are my one true love.
My dearest Vee, will you be my valentine?

- Your lion, Leander.


In the box Vee would find an assortment of high-end chocolate.

[Raffa]

For Zlata

Redheads are so cute
Your fighting is poetry
See you again soon?

[Raffa]

Grandmaster Shibuya!

I did some studying lately on human customs and discovered that it's tradition to send thoughtful notes to someone you are a fond of around this time of year!
Since I am fond of you, you're receiving a card!
I also learned that it's customary to offer gifts for this occasion.
Therefore, I would like to offer the best gift that befits the woman of your stature.
During out recent excursion into Dis, I've noticed that you've gained 1.257 kilograms. Furthermore, I think that your top-heavy form is inefficient and could use slimming down. So I am offering you a quick, two-week crash course diet and exercise regimen to help you remove the excess weight and bring your body back into its top shape!
I can think of no better gift than to ensure that you live a long and healthy life.

Your Valentine's Day admirer,
Leslie

[chaotix]

Lilliana wasn't doing much at the time. But with her Mistress always in the back of her head, her daily life continued. The work on expanding her influence at the dock would come to a halt however when Mistress' command came. Sending a message back.

"Ofcourse not mistress. Whatever chance you grant, I will gladly take. My adoration for you will be known to all, as I hope it makes their jealousy ache."

With a plan now set, she went to her wardrobe. Something elegant and flashy...

[chaotix]

A message sent to Astrid is delivered to her. Though it isn't exactly clear how, it's not like Yvonne had an adress or well.... not one the mailman delivers to anyway. Maybe she hand delivered it?

"My master, my mistress, my lady. Thank you for showing me the way.
It is something that I will hope to one day repay.
I hope you will teach me so much more.
To you it is that my oath I swore.
I would ask, may I spend with you this valantine's day?"