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[ First there's a burst of blue sparks in the hallways, a gentle glimmer, and then something is growing across quite a few doorways in the dressing room. Rather, something is growing back. Small sprigs of green plants with white berries, tied together with a royal blue ribbon.

And somewhere else, there is a fairy all dressed in blue, happily nibbling on cookies. ]

[[ooc: Surprise! So, they're back. Magic mistletoe that will keep characters magically stuck in doorways until they kiss. Threadhopping is encouraged in this post! Spread a bit of holiday cheer, eh? They'll be sticking around all month.]]

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Ah, but I've no way of knowing now do I? But I do have a name.

Since it looks like you know mine, how about you give me yours then.

Well, since you're so insistent, the name's Xigbar.

At least I get to know the guy I'm gonna be kissing.

More than you did anyway.

I'd think this is the start of a beautiful friendship. [ /LOL ]

That what you think?

It's nice to think about, I'd say.

Might be worth a try.

[ He shrugs. ] At least the introduction's over. Now we can get this over with.

That we can.

[But he'll let Braig make the first move.]

[ YOU ASKED FOR IT. You know that 'I'll take you in my arms, turn, dip, then kiss' routine prince's do?

Yeah. Braig wanted to see if that worked. ]

[Well, Xigbar can't complain, if that smile is any indication. He forgot just how impulsive he used to be.]

[ Are we good? 8')

After a few seconds, he puts the other right side up again before testing out if this worked, and -- freedom. ]

[We good.

And as soon as his feet are on the ground, he tries that warp again... and lands the next room over. Success!]

[ He's reminded of his favorite spells: Gravija and Teleport. He had to ask -- ]

What was that?

Spacial manipulation at it's finest, my friend.

[ He claps his hands. ]

How many years did it take?

Let's see... a couple of years after where you are,plus some time to get used to it.

-- One more question, then.

[ A pause. ] What happened to the face?

You ever have a beaker try to bite?

They usually don't bite.

You haven't blown 'em up right, then.

Well, a buddy of mine told me to stop showing off to the scientists in Ansem's lab.

Y'know, I'm betting you aren't gonna.