and how thrilling that moment will be [open]

[lyriumbranded]

Who: lyriumbranded and YOU!
What: Fenris is a Prince Charming this month, which means he's waking people up with a kiss. Possible mix-ups ensue.
When: Sometime in the morning!
Where: Any residential part of the ship.
Warnings: Awkward... kissing? (Also, I imply that his encounter with your character might be a mix-up, but if your muse actually would've

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[crazy_about_it]

[Dante is making his way back to his room after a very, very late night. He's discovered that some of the other members of the mambo band were actually pretty cool once they ditched the ruffles. They also knew where to go to listen to some good music. It was a fun night, and Dante is still a little bit drunk.

Which is why he walks right past Fenris...and then almost falls over doing a double-take.]

... Nice outfit.

[lyriumbranded]

[Fenris is a bit confused to see no one in the bed he's supposed to be creeping standing over, when Dante walks right past him.

His confusion remains.]

Dante? [He even ignores the comment concerning his outfit for the time being.] You... ordered a kiss?

[crazy_about_it]

... Not that I remember, but I was pretty drunk last night.

[lyriumbranded]

[flatly] Yes. You still reek of alcohol.

[Fenris stares.

For a bit.

Since he's kind of. Unsure.]

So there's a possibility that you did? In which case I'm sorry I arrived.

[crazy_about_it]

I didn't even know you could order kisses on this ship. When did that happen?

[And then Dante's brain finally puts Fenris' outfit together with their previous conversation about jobs for the month.]

Wait, this is your thing, isn't it? Your job?

[Cue laughter.] No way, man. I wouldn't have ordered a kiss from you.

... No offense.

[lyriumbranded]

[UN. AMUSED.]

Forgive me for not living up to your expectations. I'll try harder next time.

[Fenris holds up his guide, looking through it. Whether or not he's messing with Dante is hard to tell, since he's all dry tones. (Protip: he is.)]

This is the correct room. I'm required to do my job here, whether you ordered or not. I'm not one to throw away potential credits.

[crazy_about_it]

[Too bad, because Dante is very amused.]

Oh come on. You're joking, right?

[Damn Fenris, you have one hell of a poker face.]

You better be joking.

[lyriumbranded]

[HOW AMUSED ARE YOU NOW, DANTE?]

I am not. [Fenris does have a good poker face; it's very helpful for when one is betting money at cards. He has a bit of practice concerning that.]

[he sets his guide down on a nearby piece of furniture and steps forward] The requirements are for me to wake someone up with a kiss, but that does appear to be a moot point. I suppose the rules can be bent for a case such as this.

[crazy_about_it]

[And Dante takes a step backwards.]

Nope, I'm already awake. No kiss needed. You can move along to your next assignment.

[lyriumbranded]

[Another step forward.]

It isn't that simple. You can merely close your eyes and pretend that I am a beautiful woman. The alcohol lingering in your veins should allow that easily enough.

[crazy_about_it]

[Another step backward.]

Well, you are kind of pretty.

... ... Did I just say that out loud?

[lyriumbranded]

I-

[Wait. What. He momentarily stops his approach.]

I'm what?

[crazy_about_it]

Well, sort of. For a guy.

... Elf.

... ... Whatever.

... ... ... I knew I shouldn't have had that last bottle.

[lyriumbranded]

[Fenris will blame that remark on the alcohol. For that is the easiest way out of this situation without having to think on it too much.]

I suppose I should at least take that as a compliment. [more dryness] That I look like a woman.

[crazy_about_it]

[F.M.L.]

Take it however you want, as long as you take it and get the hell out.

[lyriumbranded]

[He pauses; he last remark makes him a little more hesitant to continue this practical joke, after all.

But Fenris is ever vigilant. Or something.]

Then close your eyes and we shall get it over with quickly.