It's the most wonderful tiiiiime of the year. For mistletoe!

[ceded]

Oh no, mistletoe!

 

SHOOT. Who put that there?! Well, you’re caught - pucker up!

How to Play

1. Post your character and canon in the subject line
2. Next person who responds is the one you’re caught under the mistletoe with!
3. Go as awkward, sweet, or embarrassing as you like! (Quick cheek peck? Full French? Sure! But you have to kiss or the Nargles will get you!)
4. Comment, Tag, and catch others under the mistletoe. Have fun!

Gratuitously stolen from bakerstreet.

Comments

[raindownthesky]

[She definitely would have to find out who made mistletoe, and personally give them a hug. She was pretty sure her heart was making music for the whole place.]

[strikeoflightning]

{Mistletoe isn't all that bad in her opinion either. Lightning pulls back and gives her a small, rare, warm grin.}

Merry Christmas.

[raindownthesky]

[She smiles back, looking up before moving out from under the door way finally. Rubbing the back of her neck, she couldn't wipe the grin off her face as she looks away shyly.]

Happy Yuletide, Light.

[strikeoflightning]

{There's something she never thought she would see: a shy Fang.}

All things considered, I'm glad I'm here to spend it with you.

[raindownthesky]

Yeah... I'm glad you are too. I wish the others were here as well, but...all things considered- [She swallows hard before taking a deep breath, trying not to meet her eyes.]

[strikeoflightning]

… {She drops her gaze, feeling that all too familiar hollow ache.} I can't decide which place is more dangerous for them.

[raindownthesky]

[So she wasn't the only one, eh? Her chest tightens.]

I've asked myself that too many times.

[strikeoflightning]

I'd rather be with than not. {At least she can do something that way.}

[raindownthesky]

I think...maybe [She chews on her tongue, thinking of the right way to say it.]

This place doesn't seem to progress... I think that's the only reason I wouldn't want to stay here forever.

~with them English, I cannot.

[strikeoflightning]

Forever isn't in our vocabulary. What is forever anyway? A thousand years? More? {She shakes her head.} We'll be back before then.

Yes good very with sentence also and structure complete.

[raindownthesky]

Time just doesn't seem to work for us the way it does others. There are a few others just like that around here. [She leans against the wall, finding particular interest in her drink again.]

What said you, I wonder? I understand not.

[strikeoflightning]

You've lived longer than most, I imagine. And I'll catch up to you soon enough. {It's all tiring.} But we won't change. Not outwardly.

Re: What said you, I wonder? I understand not.

[raindownthesky]

I should hope not. I rather like being able to hold my own in a fight at my age.

[She inspects Lightning for a moment, grinning slyly as she looks away again.]

You're not bad yourself.

[strikeoflightning]

{She feels over-heated. Cooked, even. That makes her narrow her eyes suspiciously.}

Buttering me up won't work. If you want to spar, just ask.

[raindownthesky]

[Oh, but it's so cute. She just can't help it.]

I'm not giving you compliments because I want to spar, Lightning. I'm giving them to you because you deserve them.

[strikeoflightning]

{Dammit that earns another kiss. Lightning shyly kisses Fang's cheek, humming softly.}

...thank you.

[raindownthesky]

[Oh.

...

Oh!
She blushes. That's all that could really be said for this moment. It was all this moment could really produce.]

W-we aren't even under th-..the-

[strikeoflightning]

I don't need it. {She can make up her own mind.} You deserved it.

[raindownthesky]

Ah...well... [She clears her throat, crossing her arms over her chest tightly before looking away again. Stop it, Lightning, you're actually making her nervous. This never happens.]

Alright then...

[strikeoflightning]

{Snorting, she moves away to get a drink. Don't make this awkward, Fang. Now she feels nervous too. Too bad this drink isn't stronger.}

Don't overthink it.

don't make this gay dude.

[raindownthesky]

[She's totally making this awkward. She's the queen of it. In fact, she is the embodiment of awkward in this very moment. So much so, that she now has to go and get another refill. How many had it been now? ten? She still didn't feel a thing. Bloody drinks weren't as strong as Oerban alcohol.]

Right. Right...

too complex, man.

[strikeoflightning]

{She glances at her, arching a brow.} Are you going to faint?

Re: too complex, man.

[raindownthesky]

I'm fine. [She's just going to have to believe that.]

[strikeoflightning]

{She tries to reach for Fang's cup.}

Is this - {Spiked?}

[raindownthesky]

[She looks down idly at the drink. She couldn't have known. Even if it were it barely effected her.]

It could be. Who knows?