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

[lookingforhead]

[To anyone who knew Celty, they wouldn't have been surprised to see her taking the role of wallflower at this party. Drinking, singing, mingling, they were fun to watch other people do but not really things she partook of herself.

And so she had found a nice spot on the wall, leaning against it and watching the party as people had fun around her. She had not, however, noticed the sprig of mistletoe that had been hung just above where she was standing.]

[hypalgesic]

[ he's only marginally used to large crowds like this, and even then it's probably not for the same reasons anyone would suspect. years of being kept in isolation gave him a kind of craving for the chaos associated with a large gathering of people, but that was probably due in part to the fact that he hung around with Rhymers more often than not. if it was entertaining, he'd do it; he'd keep doing it until he eventually got bored of it, which was pretty much his approach to most things that he'd come across during the course of his life.

he sees Celty, and his approach to her is much like a kid that's encountering something new, something that he wants to dissect and touch and hurt to see if it cries. he spots the mistletoe overhead, and when he gets close enough, points up at it disinterestedly. ]

Yours?

Oh dear, not another person who wants to dissect her :P

[lookingforhead]

[Her helmet first turns to face him, reflecting him on its shiny black surface. She then looks up at the mistletoe and her shoulders sag as she realizes where she's been standing.

She shakes a "no" and waves her hands, trying to play it off.

Of course, there are rules for how this works. It's up to him if he wishes to push the matter.]