Accidental Audio. what else?

[overreached]

[ Vicious, unforgiving audio clicks on and there's the echo of footsteps, the kind of doubling effect that large glass lobbies imply and afford. There's the vague sound of shifting, maybe a coat or a bag or just someone turning in a direction. Then the footsteps come to an audible stop. ]

"Hey." [ This, from elevatorkick. ]

"Hey." [ And this, from overreached, and the

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[shifts]

[ Have Eames laughing. ]

[windsorknot]

[ Arthur knows that laugh all too well. ]

This is on the network, isn't it.

[shifts]

How was your first kiss, then?

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[windsorknot]

[ No way in hell he's taking the bait on that. ]

It's a curse. [ His tone doesn't get any flatter than this. ]

[ action ]

[windsorknot]

[ Arthur's standing a few feet back, one hand on his mouth. There's blood trailing from his upper lip and a little from his nose. His other hand is clenched tightly at his side, trembling. He can still feel the adrenaline rush, his body tensed and ready for a fight. It takes a second or two for him to finally relax a bit. To ]

...No, I didn't mean to- [ Arthur's gaze fixes on something on the ceiling. ]

Ah.

[ action ]

[overreached]

[ Lightning incinerates it. ]

Again, sorry. Reflex.

[ The tension evident in the man's posture implies the kind of control Lightning recognizes because she's seen it plenty of times before, in the ranks and out of them. This particular situation is just...not that though.

A sound escapes her, something not a word, something like tch. ]

[ action ]

[windsorknot]

[ Arthur flinches slightly when the mistletoe simply bursts into flame before remembering that Lightning can, in fact, do things like this. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and shakes his head. ]

It's fine. Just a scratch.

[ action ]

[overreached]

[ Arthur's flinch isn't lost on her but she doesn't think it bears noting; she wouldn't want it pointed out to her in any case.

Pinching the bridge of her nose, she scowls before eying the split lip the way a person scrutinizes a crack in a windowpane. ]

Yeah, well. Do you [ this is going to come out wrong no matter how she phrases it she's sure ] want it fixed? [ ...best she could do. ]

1/?? IDK

[heldourfate]

[Oh hey, that sounds like Lightning. And... some other dude, but Vanille is just about to say hello to Lightning--]

[heldourfate]

[........... huh.]

[heldourfate]

[Hmmmmmm.]

[heldourfate]

[Well, she may be a derp, but she is definitely still able to tell what kissing sounds like!]