Hippolytus had arrived with some difficulty, bandages wrapped around his eyes as he had completely misunderstood the situation, arriving at the edge of the canal with his instincts telling him not to take a step further, the interesting sounds and smells filling his senses. The gondola worker was most definitely looking at him a little funny, probably.
“Hello, hello, look over here! To who do I owe the pleasure of sharing this fine ‘Blind Date’ with? Ah, but before you answer, it’s fine if you remove the blindfold! I promise I’m not so homely as to require the usage of such a contraption!”
A shrill voice called out from atop the gondola, Aden stood there with an easy smile present on his face, the ever-so-energetic homunculus stood posing with a leg atop the boat’s bow, waving his hand furiously at the servant despite their clear lack of sight.
Hippolytus' head swivelled around to the source of the voice, his brow furrowing as he crossed his arms.
"Is that not the purpose of this... Date of Blindness?"
7:37 AM
"To challenge yourself by removing your sense of sight?"
Upon hearing the Heroic Spirit’s query, Aden pondered the thought, he wasn’t too sure what a ‘blind date’ was either, but he supposed being blindfolded might be an apt interpretation…
“A date of blindness, that certainly sure sounds interesting! To be frank, I’m not so certain as to what a ‘blind date’ is either, Master Touko had only said that I would probably get some pretty good free food out of it, but mayhaps the food could’ve been a reward for completing the challenge..? That certainly seems like something plausible! I suppose in the spirit of this ‘blind date,’ let me get a blind fold of mine own… I don’t have much on me other than my handkerchief and some duct tape, but I suppose it’ll have to do!”
Hippolytus would then hear the sound of some fumbling, before the distinct noise of duct tape being unrolled and wrapped around sounded through the date… the gondola worker was definitely extremely confused now.
Beguiling projectile.
Your enchantment magic causes this projectile to temporarily beguile its target. The creature hit by the projectile takes an extra 2d6 psychic damage, and choose one of your allies within 30 feet of the target. The target must succeed on a Wisdom saving throw, or it is charmed by the chosen ally until the start of your next turn. This effect ends early if the chosen ally attacks the charmed target, deals damage to it, or forces it to make a saving throw.
*Honestly you shouldn’t have tried to do that to the Archer with Wisdom B, because now he’s wheeling around to where the arrow may have came from, yanking the blindfold off and summoning his bow with an arrow knocked.
“SHOW YOURSELF! I FELT THE PRESENCE OF YOUR KIND’S SORCERY, SERVANT OF THE FOULEST GODDESS!”
”Get yourself some cover, remove the blindfold, we’re under attack by the foulest of creatures…”
He spoke with urgency to Aden and started trying to climb the nearest building.
“Jump in the boat and stay down!”
The moment Hippolytus screamed for Aden to jump in the boat and stay down, he did exactly that: right as Aden was putting on the finishing touches onto his "blindfold," he immediately hit the deck, a fluent chant of latin already flowing out of his mouth and enacting his brand of mystery, an owl burst forth from his prana, soaring to Hippolytus and quickly flying to great heights to spot out the intruder. Aden himself, had a slight gleam as the sunlight gave away the protective coat of ether that now surrounded him.
"Hold on, what's shooting at us! Who's shooting at us? From where are they shooting at us, and most importantly, how are they shooting at us? I had thought we were in a simulation made by Chaldea! How did they manage to bypass all the defenses and fail-safes?!"
Hippolytus' keen eyes scanned all throughout the distance... And he found nothing. He started putting things together from the grail's knowledge of what Valentine's day is, and his mouth twisted into a grimace as he searched... And finally gained his answer as to what today was.
".....I believe it was the organiser of this event getting impatient."
8:37 PM
He hopped down to the side of the river and then into the boat. crossing his arms and grunting.
"Remove the blindfold. I was mistaken, it seems..."
“Eh? Ahh, so it was the organizer, that certainly makes more sense! It was certainly rather strange for the Chaldean defenses to have been bypassed so easily.”
As the mystery of the identity of the assailant was solved, Aden called his owl back to his arm, as he timidly used his free hand to right himself and feel around for his surroundings, so that he may hopefully grab into a seat, and sit in it. Once he got his bearings, and the owl perched on the side of the gondola, Aden set upon the task of removing his hackjob of a “blindfold.”
“Ahaha… apologies, it’ll take a while before I am able to remove this blindfold… duct tape is a rather resilient tape, I’m afraid!”
".....Hold still."
With a sigh, Hippolytus reached out and gently took hold of either end of the duct tape, getting a decent grip on it.
"This might sting."
And with that, he yanked off Aden's blindfold and placed it to the side, before rubbing his forehead.
"It seems a blind date comes with the purpose of setting one up with a random unknown partner and seeing if romance blooms... The overseer of this event seemed to want to force it with magic."
Aden yelped in pain, before rubbing the areas where the blindfold had been so forcibly thrust off from. Thank god he had the foresight to cover his face with a folded handkerchief before he duct taped the hackjob of a blindfold to his face.
“Ouch… my thanks for your help, however! Also, wait, a blind date has that purpose?! I had assumed it was merely an event that preluded a dinner! Atleast… that was what Master Touko had explained to me. I’m sure she can’t be wrong.”
"I believe there may be a platonic variant but primarily... It's a romantic occasion."
He seemed to be almost shaking a little bit. How could he have been so foolish... He internally apologised to Artemis in his head over and over for falling for... Well he didn't even fall for a ruse, it was just obliviousness.
Well uh… now this is awakard… Aden coughed into his hand.
“Well… if it helps, I’m certain more than fine with a platonic variant, much more so than that of romance, of course! Romance isn’t my forte, and my creators had a rather bad view of it in the first place, calling couples ‘normies’ for some odd reason, as they holed up in their research!”
"Romance has been... A significant issue in my life. Or rather it was, of course..."
He rubbed the back of his neck, having forgotten to even introduce himself before tilting his head in confusion at what Aden was saying.
"....I don't know what a normie is."
”Ahhh oh dear, that most certainly has a story or two behind it… ah right! As for what a normie, to be frank, I’m not all too sure! Though, from what I can gather about the topic from my memories, it seems to be a rather loose term or slang, so to speak, used to describe others in a negative connotation and mostly out of jealousy than anything like malice! At the very least, that’s what I can garner from the contexts from which I’ve heard it spoken.”
"....Bizarre. I can't understand why anyone would be jealous of relationships. They cause nothing but trouble..."
Shaking his head, Hippolytus somewhat absentmindedly gestured for the Gondola worker to begin the ride, putting his hands together and staring down at the floor of the boat.
”Hrmm, that most certainly sounds like quite the story and a half... bad experiences, I presume? Not at all certain if it helps, but for the first few weeks in Chaldea, I was also chased by a rather persistent pink haired servant of mine, the Eternal Lady of Connacht, so I believe her name was! It was quite the frightening experience, to be frank! Especially when you consider Servants don’t tire out, unlike us humans... ahahaha... she was able to chase me down for so many halls... so many stairs... so many paths... I think I truly feared for my life at one point...”
As Lytus seemed to have gotten rather down, Aden attempted to lighten the mood, recounting his own experiences with one of his much-too-clingy servants! ...Until he realized just how scary that time period really was, as he recounted the sheer desperation he felt at that time being chased by a certain Medb, the threat of her chariot always looming over his head ever so slightly...
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