http://makeltblue.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] makeltblue.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] kingdomdressing2009-12-01 07:59 pm

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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.]]

[identity profile] shootingdown.livejournal.com 2009-12-07 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
Then all you have to do is ask if you want another kiss! [ /LOL, PURPOSELY MISINTERPRETING THOSE WORDS. ]

[identity profile] danceoftears.livejournal.com 2009-12-07 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
A request from the lady, or mere suggestion?

[identity profile] danceoftears.livejournal.com 2009-12-07 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
[There's just a faint laugh at that. Well-played.]

[identity profile] shootingdown.livejournal.com 2009-12-07 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ She does enjoy well-played. II finishes her pinya colada. ]

Secrets are always a funny thing, huh?

[identity profile] danceoftears.livejournal.com 2009-12-07 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
[eyebrow]

What brings that up?

[identity profile] shootingdown.livejournal.com 2009-12-07 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ She says nothing, standing up and flicking some hair away from her face. Cue in a whistle. ]

[identity profile] danceoftears.livejournal.com 2009-12-07 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
[Just raises that eyebrow a bit more. What are you up to?

[identity profile] shootingdown.livejournal.com 2009-12-07 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ Something. Would he like to know? She slipped her hand into a wormhole -- and brings out what seems to be a hunter's dagger. ♥ ]

[identity profile] danceoftears.livejournal.com 2009-12-07 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
[She's piqued his curiosity, so he would indeed like to know.]

[identity profile] shootingdown.livejournal.com 2009-12-07 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ She walks over towards him, leaning over the table before she stabs said furniture with the blade. Have a smile. Maybe a hint. She still isn't saying anything. ]

[identity profile] danceoftears.livejournal.com 2009-12-07 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
[Gives the knife a critical look, and then a spear lands next to the knife. The unspoken message is 'mine's better'.]

[identity profile] shootingdown.livejournal.com 2009-12-07 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ 'You sure you're not just making up for something?' she doesnt say, but they seemed to know each others looks long enough, right? She leaned forward near his ear to whisper on a very low voice, making sure it didn't brush against it -- but almost seemingly, right? ]

On the count of three.

[identity profile] danceoftears.livejournal.com 2009-12-07 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
['You're welcome to find out for yourself,' the look says, but he nods all the same. He'll let her do the counting.]

[identity profile] shootingdown.livejournal.com 2009-12-07 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ 'Is that an invitation?' -- they're pretty much talking through facial expressions, a hand going on his chin as another hand went for the knife. She drops it over a wormhole.

That same hand summons out one half of Sharpshooter.
]

One.

[identity profile] danceoftears.livejournal.com 2009-12-07 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
['It might be.' He's had expression-conversations with his Xigbar before, so this isn't unusual.

He smirks as he calls up the first whispers of a storm wind.]

[identity profile] shootingdown.livejournal.com 2009-12-07 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ 'You're so welcoming, you know.' And her forehead leaned onto his. There's no direct contact with anything else -- perhaps except the eyes.

A clicking sound was made with her gun.
]

Two -- finish my sentence.

[identity profile] danceoftears.livejournal.com 2009-12-07 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
['If I wish it.']

Three.

[The word's scarcely past his lips when his spears appear, and he's sliding out of the way like the very wind itself.]

[identity profile] shootingdown.livejournal.com 2009-12-07 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ By the time he muttered it, the sniper was gone. This may be an R&R room, but it had very, very nice places to go up to, aim, and fire. Let's play hide and seek.

While she snipes.
]

[identity profile] danceoftears.livejournal.com 2009-12-07 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Hide and seek he can do, as he calls up a wind to protect him from those bullets. Where are they coming from?]

[identity profile] shootingdown.livejournal.com 2009-12-07 06:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ There's a look out a distance away, but there she was, aiming, and firing out three bullets at once right towards his head. Well, one of them aimed for his leg. Can't work those lances so well with a wound there, right? ]

[identity profile] danceoftears.livejournal.com 2009-12-07 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[He doesn't need his legs, when he can get the winds to carry him. But neither is he going to allow the bullets to land, instead sending a pair of spears to block the bullets - and with luck, deflect them back.

She'll have to try harder than that.]

[identity profile] shootingdown.livejournal.com 2009-12-09 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ Fffffffuck my life moment, feeling some of her own bullets hitting her. She growled for just a slight bit before warping right over him, two guns pointing.

She pulled the trigger. Remember what happened to the Heartless that attacked Sora? Yeah, that. ♥
]

[identity profile] danceoftears.livejournal.com 2009-12-09 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[He's still got that wind-shield of his up, so he's spared the worst of it, although some of them are indeed managing to get through.

If she isn't looking she might miss the spears coming in from above and behind her.]