[ Being coerced by the Fae is exactly what happens. It's not that Theo can't say no. That's, in fact, what he attempts to do. With a twitch of an ear, he had actually turned on his heel and made to leave. But the Fae themselves don't seem to like the idea. They don't leave him alone until he agrees.
The whole "you're going out on a date" concept actually irritates him. Arms crossing over his chest, his eyes narrow at whomever he has been unfortunately paired with. ]
A meal would be the easiest solution.
[ Because the Viera is not about to answer questions. Nor is he going to play games. ]
( Yellow and White Arrows )
[ The cherubs must be good at being relatively silent. Theo's ears don't pick up their movements so he continues on his way, not realizing that he's been struck. Rather, he stumbles a little, but catches himself. It's then that he looks around, sees no one...
And then moves on.
Yellow arrows will ensure that Theo is much more personable and carefree. A regular chatterbox if engaged in conversation. White arrows - well he'll be trying to cure those with other remedies, looking quite annoyed. ]
( Purple Feathers )
[ One of these days he'll probably not get suckered into a scavenger hunt. Maybe. Theo prides himself on his tracking abilities and ability to find things. Surely this time he should be able to just get the task done without too much nonsense, right? ...Right.
Wrong. Now here he is, basket in his hands. Bright aquamarine fairy wings fluttering behind him. And fluttering they are, scattering dust around him. ]
Mmn.
[ Whatever. Surely he can just collect blossoms in peace. Surely. ]
( Wildcard )
[ If none of the prompts work, just PM me or throw something my way. I'll roll with whatever. ]
Theo Rysto ( non WoL OC ) | FFXIV
[ Being coerced by the Fae is exactly what happens. It's not that Theo can't say no. That's, in fact, what he attempts to do. With a twitch of an ear, he had actually turned on his heel and made to leave. But the Fae themselves don't seem to like the idea. They don't leave him alone until he agrees.
The whole "you're going out on a date" concept actually irritates him. Arms crossing over his chest, his eyes narrow at whomever he has been unfortunately paired with. ]
A meal would be the easiest solution.
[ Because the Viera is not about to answer questions. Nor is he going to play games. ]
( Yellow and White Arrows )
[ The cherubs must be good at being relatively silent. Theo's ears don't pick up their movements so he continues on his way, not realizing that he's been struck. Rather, he stumbles a little, but catches himself. It's then that he looks around, sees no one...
And then moves on.
Yellow arrows will ensure that Theo is much more personable and carefree. A regular chatterbox if engaged in conversation. White arrows - well he'll be trying to cure those with other remedies, looking quite annoyed. ]
( Purple Feathers )
[ One of these days he'll probably not get suckered into a scavenger hunt. Maybe. Theo prides himself on his tracking abilities and ability to find things. Surely this time he should be able to just get the task done without too much nonsense, right? ...Right.
Wrong. Now here he is, basket in his hands. Bright aquamarine fairy wings fluttering behind him. And fluttering they are, scattering dust around him. ]
Mmn.
[ Whatever. Surely he can just collect blossoms in peace. Surely. ]
( Wildcard )
[ If none of the prompts work, just PM me or throw something my way. I'll roll with whatever. ]