have yourself a merry little...something

[rosestolilies]

[The mirror pops into view, flickers a few times, then reveals the Queen of Hearts once again, still against a dark background. This time, there's a holly wreath perched atop her hair.]I'm sorry I haven't had the time to listen to all your helpful suggestions, darlings! It turns out creating a world is hard work...ahahaha, who knew

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[gun_cata]

[Finally, she is complete! A fairly accurate replica of her shop, or at least the part on the left, and at least the outside. The inside's still mostly barren, but who cares? It's better than nothing, and she needed was a pile of dirt!]

Alright! Step one to getting back in business complete.

[She's standing just inside the doorway and... when did that mistletoe get there?]

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[bishoujo_ga_yoi]

[Nero was wandering about when a certain word caught her eye. 'Smith.' But she didn't recognize the former. 'Gun,' ... gun. What was that? Whatever, a smithy was something worth looking into. Ahh, fond memories of working metal...]

[She turned to walk straight forward with brisk enthusiasm] You there. Are you the smith...y...?

[bishoujo_ga_yoi]

[... she trailed off as she stepped up to the doorway, under the mistletoe. There was something about the woman, her energy, perhaps, that made her ...]

[... She firmly places her hands on each of the woman's shoulders, the very very short blonde staring up at her in struck silence.]

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[gun_cata]

Yep! I'm a gunsmith, name's Larry Vin...

[gun_cata]

...cent.

[She stares at the girl for a moment... and what are these thoughts...]

Wh-what...?

[bishoujo_ga_yoi]

... [The barely five foot tall woman is tugging at the shoulders of Larry's sleeves.] Jus primae noctis. Lord's right to the first night.

[She pulls her into the beginning of what might become a long kiss...]

[gun_cata]

[This makes minimal sense to her, not being all that interested in non-gun history.]

What are you talking about...?

[Larry leans down the few inches difference between them before she gets and answer though, not fully aware of what she's doing.]

She'll break the kiss on my next post of Larry doesn't.

[bishoujo_ga_yoi]

[Her tongue is well practiced and dexterous, if overly aggressive, happily taking the other woman's breath away with coaxing force. She could do this for some time~]

[gun_cata]

[Unfortunately(?) it doesn't take long for the kiss to fulfill the mistletoe's requirements - in fact it does so while Larry is having a tongue shoved into her mouth. This leads to a very rapid retreat.]

Wha... ah... you!... I... um!...

[bishoujo_ga_yoi]

[... it had been so long since Nero had exercised that right as Emperor. Well, that was married life for you. But she hardly minded, being one to live in the moment. But that rush of magnetic appeal lessened. Larry was still a charming seeming thing, though, wasn't she, so flustered...]

I do believe I was grazed by Cupid's Arrow.

Too forward? [She ... chuckles.]

[gun_cata]

Cupid's arrow...

[Made to do something like that against her will... nonono, this is not something she likes at all!]

Dammit, way the hell too forward!

[bishoujo_ga_yoi]

A beautiful visage, a forceful personality. [She's admiring her.]

Mm, mm, yes, what is the name of that flower ... Ah. A tiger lily.

[gun_cata]

[Oh god it's a tiny Goldie, if only she had a gun on hand.]

What do flowers have to do with anything?

[bishoujo_ga_yoi]

My first impressions of you are forming.

They are good.

[gun_cata]

Sorry to say, but you aren't doing nearly as good a job.

[bishoujo_ga_yoi]

... and you seemed receptive at first.