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[makeltblue.livejournal.com]

[A blue light is bobbing down halls, leaving a trail of sparkling dust behind it, disappearing as quickly as it came. It's flying up high around doorframes, hovering there for a moment, and then zooming away. Left behind is a sprig of mistletoe growing from the archway, tied with a glittering blue bow.

They're not over every door, just a few here and there, but they certainly look festive. Someone thinks the dressing room needs to get ready for Christmas.]

[[ooc: Mischief-maker over here is planting magic mistletoe. Interpret as you will. (This includes getting stuck.) THREADHOPPING IS ENCOURAGED.]]

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[silveralli.livejournal.com]

Live with it.

[frowns, and you might feel the moisture getting sucked out of the air.]

[fulgural.livejournal.com]

And just what are you doing?

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[do do doot--and a sudden burst of pure energy sails towards that mistletoe. for a minute, it looks like they might be free--but it's just replanted.]

Ugh.

[fulgural.livejournal.com]

[and the same happens when Larxene sends a jolt of lightning towards it. She rolls her eyes with an exasperated sigh.]

Whatever. I'm getting this over with now.

[your personal space is now very very much reduced, Riku.]

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[--well, crap.]

I don't get a say in this?

[fulgural.livejournal.com]

That, or I could always kill you and see what happens.

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[... he actually considers it before sighing.]

Fine.

[fulgural.livejournal.com]

[too bad, that would've been more fun. She grabs him unceremoniously by the material of his shirt and presses her lips against his, shoving him away none-too-gently as soon as she spots the mistletoe disappearing.]

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[fjkls; ugh. lands on his ass without any proper balance.]

Gee. Thanks.

[fulgural.livejournal.com]

[ugh, walking away from the mistletoes without so much as a "you're welcome."]