Characters: OPEN
Date/Time: ALL DAY Friday, October 9
Location: Everywhere and anywhere
Rating: varied, likely
Summary: Mistletoe shenanigans.
Notes: Scath here. With mod approval, I'm throwing this up for the use of those whose mistletoe encounters might not merit a formal log. This also saves you from having to think up an excuse to post in
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Or maybe that's just how the Rangers played.
He noticed that there were still bunches of mistletoe growing in clumps around the park. So he picked a spot that seemed plant safe and was now trying to snipe the suckers with the Frisbee from several feet away.
Of course he could have missed one. It was the Sphere after all.
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When he heard someone not far away, however, he contemplated just going home. After all, he couldn't talk without singing thanks to his Memory Crystal and he found himself strangely embarassed by the process. Just as he was about to turn, however, he heard something whistling. Shifting his head to find it-
-his head thrashed back at the sudden impact of something ricocheting off of his forehead. Sonuva!
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"Sorry buddy. My bad." He bent down to retrieve the Frisbee with a sheepish grin. "You ok?"
He didn't look familiar. Must be a noob.
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Doing his best to be manly and not blush, Roswell took out the notepad Lucy had given him the day before and scrawled a quick message.
'Sorry. Memory crystal won't let me do anything but sing. And don't worry, I think I only suffered minor brain damage.'
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The redhead totally dug the mistletoe, hunnies buzzing right in and sticking to him for a quick (or the occasional not-so-quick) kiss that would break the strange curse. It was a rather slow point for the casanova, unfortunately for him, so he remained laid out upon the bench, chin in a palm, watching the world go on by.
Hmm... the last one tasted like really good peach lip gloss. He hoped he could get stuck to her again.
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She tapped him on the head before looking over at him. "Having fun?"
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"Everyone's enjoying the sunshine today, which is always awesome, but not if they don't want to come inside and make any orders! Come on, hunny, have a seat."
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She looked at Chosen with a slightly helpless look on her face. "You would happen to have a hat in there for sale would you?"
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He decided to go out, and he had to. He had to go back to work and get some meat for dinner. He didn't mind helping Fenrir out, but he always thought he was some creepy bastard. It didn't matter though, money was money and food was food. He needed food and money, and the guy was willing to provide that.
He knew going to work would cause him to face people he didn't want to see (basically everyone), but it was hopefully better than kissing that cyclops bastard for the hundredth time (okay, maybe the fifth time). He made sure to have his gun on him, but that was nothing out of the ordinary. Maybe he could scare people off or something.
Fucking tree
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Still, it seemed to attack him when he had to stop. He found himself being pulled towards a white-haired man with a grumpy expression. Best to just hug and get it over with.
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"What do you want? Go away." He snorted.
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For every step he took away, he seemed to slide back. It was almost funny, but not.
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She thought getting some fresh air after having a drink. It was the usual morning drink, and it almost was like coffee for her. It soothed out worries from the previous days and nights. It helped her function and smile at those who came into the bar.
She leaned against the wall, watching as others passed by in the marketplace. She still couldn't believe what had taken place a week ago...was it even a week ago? Time was always a tricky, confusing thing to her.
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And now that he had been complacent for all of five seconds, he felt the now-familiar tug that indicated that it was going to happen yet again. Swallowing, Paladin turned and looked and prepared to apologize to whoever it was that he had gotten too close to.
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She saw someone come towards her, and she didn't seem to know him. She blinked as suddenly he came closer, and closer...and yes, closer. "Oh," she blinked at the person in front of her. "It seems fate has truly tried to bring us together." She gave a little laugh, reading and hearing about this event from others.
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"I'm so sorry," Paladin said to the very beautiful woman he was approaching. "It's this strange enchantment, it's making people--do this, and I wouldn't otherwise dream of being so forward...which is not to say that you're not...um..." Oh dear.
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"Hi Medium," Prongs greeted back, pausing his broom polishing for the moment. "Yeah, I agree it is cold. I'm wearing a sweater and a jean jacket and I'm still cold... why didn't you bring anything to wear outside today?" he asked, and for no reason he inched over on the bench a little closer. Not to surreptiously put his arm around her. Of course not.
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She gave him something of a sheepish look. "I didn't think it'd be this cold." It was true. It had looked nice outside! But then she was already running errands so it was better than going back... and now that she'd spotted Prongs it wasn't the time to be going back for warmer clothes. She could make some tea when she got back. Simple.
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