mistletoe meme comment with your character bam, now your character is under some mistletoe. no moving until you lock lips with someone. easy as it sounds.
Well I have had some decent luck so far, we can hope mine will hold?
[ ahahahaha... yeah no, notice he's not moving any closer either because if he does he'll really be stuck and they'll have on choice. MAYBE SOMEONE ELSE WILL WALK BY? ANYONE? ]
[Lusiphur looks miserable. No one else seems to be coming by to rescue him, and Luse is trying to figure out how long he can stand here before starvation becomes an issue.]
Are you willing to risk it? I wouldn't for you, just so you know. Nothing personal.
[The only time Luse likes to get that close to someone that much taller than him is when he's in close combat, and even then, the tall one usually isn't upright for very long. Sure, Cassy was nearly a head taller than Luse, especially when wearing heels, but--
--the touch of lips short-circuits his brain for a moment. A chaste, weird kiss that Lusiphur thought he was prepared for, but no. When his brain reboots, he utters a single-word swear in his own Elvish, before giving Maglor a slightly panicked look]
It was a hope, but I suppose luck had to fail eventually. I am, however, just as stuck as you, now. So... I hope you will forgive me for not wanting to wait for some kind soul to come along and help.
[It-- well-- no... he supposes that if he has to be kissed by a guy that there are definitely worse options out there. He lifts his chin with a look of defiance to the mistletoe]
[ 'scuse him. Since Luse was kind enough to tip his chin up already Maglor bends to meet him, one hand going to keep Luse there. He keeps it chaste and brief and if Maglor knew what crossing fingers meant he would be crossing all of them right now ]
[Hand! Alarmed by the hand! But the kiss is over soon enough, and Lusiphur all but flees a few steps back from Maglor as soon as he can. That seems to have satisfied the cursed plant.
He draws his gun from his right hip and fires at the mistletoe... knowing damn well that all he'll get is *click* because the infinity rune hasn't functioned since he came to this fairy dimension. Pulling the trigger against the plant is still a small comfort, even if no bullets fire.]
Maglor flinches only slightly at the gun - he is used enough to Javik to know that most such things do not work outside of the Station, and he stifles a smile at Lusiphur's obvious indignation ]
Well, it seems we are both free at last. Have a care where you walk!
A good idea. It has been suggested to leave the castle grounds as well, but I do not know if that would help entirely unless you found a place without anything from which a mistletoe sprig might be hung.
Aye - I have seen others with similar. As to that, your best option will be to go to the Station.
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I'm really not moving from under here until a kiss happens?
[He likes you well enough, Maglor, but you're not really his type. Jace would think this is hilarious, and Par definitely does. Damnit.]
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No one else has. How enthusiastic one needs to be appears to depend on how cruel the curse on the particular plant is.
[ If they are lucky they might get away with a brush on the cheek or hand? ]
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[He's stalling, caught between an enchanted plant and a type of physical contact that he's usually not very okay with.]
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[ ahahahaha... yeah no, notice he's not moving any closer either because if he does he'll really be stuck and they'll have on choice. MAYBE SOMEONE ELSE WILL WALK BY? ANYONE? ]
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Are you willing to risk it? I wouldn't for you, just so you know. Nothing personal.
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If I do not, you are going to be stuck here until someone else does. If we are both fortunate it will require nothing more than a cheek kiss.
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Fine. Let's get it over with then.
["if we are fortunate" is not odds that Luse likes to play]
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There. Did it work?
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--the touch of lips short-circuits his brain for a moment. A chaste, weird kiss that Lusiphur thought he was prepared for, but no. When his brain reboots, he utters a single-word swear in his own Elvish, before giving Maglor a slightly panicked look]
It didn't.
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It was a hope, but I suppose luck had to fail eventually. I am, however, just as stuck as you, now. So... I hope you will forgive me for not wanting to wait for some kind soul to come along and help.
With your permission?
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Before anyone sees us stuck here like idiots.
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[ 'scuse him. Since Luse was kind enough to tip his chin up already Maglor bends to meet him, one hand going to keep Luse there. He keeps it chaste and brief and if Maglor knew what crossing fingers meant he would be crossing all of them right now ]
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He draws his gun from his right hip and fires at the mistletoe... knowing damn well that all he'll get is *click* because the infinity rune hasn't functioned since he came to this fairy dimension. Pulling the trigger against the plant is still a small comfort, even if no bullets fire.]
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Maglor flinches only slightly at the gun - he is used enough to Javik to know that most such things do not work outside of the Station, and he stifles a smile at Lusiphur's obvious indignation ]
Well, it seems we are both free at last. Have a care where you walk!
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[Yeah, this isn't even making him feel better anymore. It just feels pathetic. He holsters his gun with a huff, then nods to Maglor.]
I will. Thank you for the... assistance.
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Think nothing of it. Celebrian noticed that they were fondest of the archways of doors - it might be wise to avoid such places.
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[he raises an eyebrow] How what works? The gun? Find me somewhere it works, and I'll be happy to show you sometime.
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Aye - I have seen others with similar. As to that, your best option will be to go to the Station.
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I need no repayment, but I will accept in any case - I have always been curious.