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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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[There's just a faint laugh at that. Well-played.]

[ She does enjoy well-played. II finishes her pinya colada. ]

Secrets are always a funny thing, huh?

[eyebrow]

What brings that up?

[ She says nothing, standing up and flicking some hair away from her face. Cue in a whistle. ]

[Just raises that eyebrow a bit more. What are you up to?

[ Something. Would he like to know? She slipped her hand into a wormhole -- and brings out what seems to be a hunter's dagger. ♥ ]

[She's piqued his curiosity, so he would indeed like to know.]

[ 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. ]

[Gives the knife a critical look, and then a spear lands next to the knife. The unspoken message is 'mine's better'.]

[ '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.

['You're welcome to find out for yourself,' the look says, but he nods all the same. He'll let her do the counting.]

[ '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.

['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.]

[ '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.

['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.]

[ 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. ]

[Hide and seek he can do, as he calls up a wind to protect him from those bullets. Where are they coming from?]

[ 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? ]

[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.]

[ 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. ♥ ]

[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.]

[ II only has one eye! Although, when she's shot enough bullets (in her view), she warped away -- those lances are not friendly to the human skin, one out of a few nearly stabbed her straight through (nnn, getting rusty there, Freeshooter).

She does reappear on the otherside of the room, firing a few more from her spot before she used space to make her float, then run across, still firing. ]

[Of course they aren't friendly to human skin. If he wanted friendly, he would have gone with a weapon more along the lines of Demyx's. But that would be boring.

He makes no effort to stop the first few bullets (he can deal with a bit of pain). As a matter of fact, he doesn't move until she starts to run, and then he's gone, vanished into the wind with little more than a jump and a glance at how high the ceiling is.]

[ Very boring, and II would be utterly disappointed.

Dodge roll isn't only for Sora and Roxas. Watch Xigbar do it -- although the impact of the wind? She felt it. Just as she expected. One knee on the floor, same as her foot, and she started to shoot where is is. The Freeshooter'll be running in three seconds. ]

[He wouldn't be able to face himself in the mornings.

She can fire at him all she wants, but it's not going to do her a whole lot of good, as his spears dance out as if to slice her. One two, three, four, and he's called up a small tornado to snatch at those bullets as they come. But where oh where can those other two spears have gone? He's certainly not holding them after all.]