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The one they call a queen/every radio 'round the world know me/'cause that's where I be

Dec 23, 2009 03:24

WHO: The Nun formerly known as God Eye Galatea sightlessgod and a formerly...not alive Teresa of the Faint Smile awesomerack.
WHAT: Mistletoe.
WHEN: Sometime this week!
WHERE: Hmm, somewhere around Galatea's house?

( I'm a, I'm a diva )

galatea, teresa of the faint smile

Comments 9

awesomerack December 23 2009, 18:21:55 UTC

This was nice. An oportunity to bond with your fellow warrior, if you cared about those sorts of things.

Teresa really didn't.

She had started to regain some of her ability to sense yoki and come to seek out this nun woman... and this wonderful scenario was what she'd gotten. Clearly her curiosity had kicked in at the wrong time, and sadly Irene wasn't here to poke about it. That particular warrior had always seemed so easy to ruffle.

It wasn't even as if she needed to be stuck under some sort of... affection weed, in order to determine that this 'comrade' of hers had been around humans far too long. Still, after however many days had passed, even she was starting to run low on commentary. She sat in the snow, her uniform cold and wet but herself unaffected, her back against her sword.

"So it seems." Teresa of the Faint Smile sounded particularly unconcerned, and made no move that indicated she had resigned herself to the fate of taking action. "Did a choir of angels inform you?"

sightlessgod January 1 2010, 17:56:05 UTC

Galatea briefly gazed up to the Heavens, as if to ask why she was subjected to things like this all the time. Finally, she gathered her patience and responded calmly, "How do you want to do this?" The notion was distasteful, though in a vague sort of way. Kissing someone hardly bothered Galatea, and she had no strong opinion of Teresa in either direction -- it was just rather humiliating and humbling to be continuously forced into idiotic and "comical" situations, held mercy at the sadistic whims of charlatans claiming to be gods.

But that was neither here nor there. Right now, she was tired of being trapped under this...plant, and she really wanted to return to avoiding Teresa. She did have some semblance of a...social life in this place, friends even, and eventually people would begin to wonder where she was.

It was important that she wasn't seen by anyone in this predicament. She still had her pride, after all. "I imagine you are just as delighted to be in this...scenario as I am, so it would be best for us to stop delaying the

awesomerack January 7 2010, 03:00:47 UTC

"I can make it a few days before it becomes a problem," she replied with a shrug. No obligation to hold to, no one relying on her, certainly no need to eat yet. The lack of a dependent that had become so much a motivation to carry on, though, that was painful. There was no need to make that acknowledgment to St. Galatea.

Then again, the longer they sat here, the more boring, confining this small territory that the gods had afforded them became. Not that she could hold it against them, either; were she in the same position as them, this would probably be at least a little funny.

Ah, well. There was no way around it. "You can kiss me on the cheek." She wasn't about stand up any taller than her normal height for the sake of a nun's dignity, though she would at least stand up. "Don't get too excited, I know this isn't usually approved at the convent."

sightlessgod January 8 2010, 17:36:23 UTC

"So can I." Galatea muttered, a bit more irritably than usual. Did this woman think she was some sort of pushover? "But I would rather not. This is dull." It would be amusing, perhaps, if someone else was dealing with this, perhaps Cloud, or even Sachiko...that would be hilarious. But when she was in such a position, it was distinctly less hilarious. And more than a little degrading.

"Thank you," she said, sarcastically. "I'm honored. And you don't have to worry about that. I'll somehow manage to contain my boundless excitement." If she had eyes to roll, she would. Instead, she leaned in and very quickly (very quickly) kissed Teresa on the cheek.

And waited.

"Oh. You have to be kidding."

awesomerack January 8 2010, 21:28:13 UTC

Irritability was something Teresa either found amusing, or she ignored it for more interesting things. At the moment it was comical, seeing a nun acting more like a petulant teenager, the kind that was cocky until Teresa spared a direct glance in their direction. She shut her eyes, waving a lazy hand. "Whatever you say." Not like it really made a difference to her, was it ( ... )