Shot to the Heart [OPEN, EVENT]

[cyprian_swan]

Who:Aphrodite, her minions and YOU
What: Shot to the heart and Aphrodite's to Blame~ aka Arrows of Love!
Where: Anywhere
When: Today onward
Warnings: Sappy poetry, kissing, tsun, blushy people, and a whole lot of dere dere.
Notes: You are free to assume interaction with the NPCs, and any form of tag is encouraged. A second log will go up for the

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[scorchingheaven]

[Madsen's got a travel mug full of tea, and honestly, Valentine's Day hasn't really been in her itinerary of things to be worrying about. Today? Was just a day to relax and move along, get a few small things finished before heading back to do some training exercises.

The fact that there was a prickling feeling at the back of her neck wasn't helping, though. There was someone around, she knew she was being watched, but by who or what she couldn't figure out.]

[cyprian_swan]

[Someone's stalking you and has that pretty neck in his sights]

[scorchingheaven]

[Okay. Not liking this feeling. Madsen whips around, sword in one hand.]

Hey, Kurosaki, if this is a prank, NOT COOL.

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[radicaldevilarm]

[And guess who's coming around the corner, hand on hilt, sword out, and wary as all hell? If you guessed this kid, you'd be spot on.

A second passes by, and Madsen can see him whirl, Red Queen blocking an arrow aimed directly for him.]

Shit, where the hell is it coming from?

[He won't admit he's been chased halfway across the city from the get-go, but it's getting really annoying now. He can't see whatever's firing at him, and as a result he looks like he's scrambling. A growl rises in his throat and he curses again under his breath, a 'tch' sounding in disgust.]

[possemagnet]

Mask slapped across his face tight, Dean was exiting the only place he gave much attention to in Promenade; the bar. He'd filled his flask and was going to head over to his place of solace to rest off his week, not wanting to be around the people that dwell in his house this evening, especially after his talk with Tony that did nothing but make him bitter. He'd spend the night alone, like he was supposed to. He didn't want to be tempted by the mirror and time with Lisa any more than anyone else wanted to be taunted by the lives they weren't off living.

[cyprian_swan]

[Oh for Aphrodite's sake, Dean, why so bitter and grumpy? Well, emo really. Philon has something that will distract you for a while~]

[possemagnet]

The hell? [Dean's definitely not used to seeing little winged guys like Philon.]

[cyprian_swan]

[He isn't that little! But here, have an arrow, straight to the heart]

[izalogic]

[ The weather is quite nice today, putting a smile on all these human faces.

He pondered this as he made his way calmly, almost casually down a random street, heading nowhere, in particular, but with rather specific expectations. Expectations which would never go unfulfilled, really. Strolling along with a smirk on his mouth and a tune in his throat, he waited patiently for an exciting scene to start up his morning with.

And all the sudden, he spotted a weird little man wearing, what appears to be, a diaper. Oh, and he's aiming an arrow toward him. What.

Izaya didn't even bother to make a run for it as the arrow was released right into his chest. He felt no pain, only extreme discomfort, and before he could question that man's intentions- he was gone. ]

[cyprian_swan]

[Oh goody! Someone who didn't run from him! Philo is very pleased with you~]

[izalogic]

[ With his hand still firmly clutched against his chest, Izaya turned to face Lavi. Yeah, he had no idea what the hell just happened, but Izaya barely reflected concern. Not that his mask allowed much to be uncovered anyway.

However, something was not right. Especially when the discomfort faded away and had been replaced with an odd desire. Almost as if he needed something, but not quite sure what.

Oh well- It's probably nothing. ]

Yeah, I'm fine. [ A pause. ] I wasn't imagining that thing, was I?

[lunardancing]

"Hey, what's--" Dawn jumped, rubbing her arm through her coat. It felt like she'd been hit with a rock or something (somewhere, an erote was offended at the unintended insult), but her coat wasn't damaged or anything. She shrugged it off after a minute, chalking it up to being on edge and continuing down the street towards a bakery.

[cyprian_swan]

[Oh he certainly was offended, or would be if he knew that Dawn compared his trained archery skills to a barbarian throwing a rock.]

[lunardancing]

Head back home and forget any of this happened? That's going to sound like a lovely idea in a few minutes. Hearing her name, Dawn turned automatically to face him and smiled, waving a little in turn. "Ted, hi!"

[cyprian_swan]

[Fresh from his chase with Kanji, Philon was hunting his next target, and aren't you the lucky one, Heine?]

[cyprian_swan]

[Oh you vile man! Making Philo use two arrows on your ass, as fine as it is. And shooting at him! How barbaric.]