paradisa | Eighth Temptation ♆ Meg and YOU sittin' in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G [Dictated/Action]

[Contest, huh? As their dearly departed Barney would say, challenge accepted. Obviously booze isn't a concern for her since she owns a bar, but that's how bad she wants those bragging rights.

Her personal kissing activities have been strictly Castiel-related lately, and under normal circumstances she wouldn't even want to kiss anyone else (well... maybe...), but her competitive streak is officially out to play. Besides, she does what she wants!]

As far as castle bullshit goes, gotta say this is probably my favorite thing so far. Can't see why some people are being so damn uptight about it. Kissing is great, don'tcha think?

[She will be hanging out intermittently in high traffic areas: the library, the lobby, random hallways with interesting nameplates... purposely making herself as available as possible. She does need to pop in for a shift at Death Match later, so she'll end up there eventually, as per usual.]

[[OOC: She's gunning for the win here, guys. HAVE AT IT. She really likes kissing and if you come near her, she will probably initiate it. She won't do anything more than that because she's got Cas for that and she isn't completely awful, but you can try to tempt her...]]

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Seriously. Finally, a fucking forced thing I can totally get behind. By the way, I totally owe you a make-out.

Right?

I haven't been keeping score, but I'll take your word for that one.

Hey, we gotta up each other's numbers. You help me, I help you, and we split the booze. Although honestly, I'm just in it for the hot makeout sessions with hot chicks.

[Oh Tucker. You sweet summer child.

She snorts.]

You honestly think you're gonna even come close to outdoing me on a kissing contest?

[Hm.]

Probably not. But ... if I can get all your make-out sessions on my trusty helmet? I win the best second place prize ever. Which is hot make-out sessions on film.

[Well. Shit.]

Touché. And not at all creepy.

Hey, only if I don't have your permission. Otherwise, lesbian porn, oooooh yeah.

[She laughs outright.]

Yeah, yeah. Like I'd have the heart to stop you. Not sure how much porn you're gonna get, though. I have to at least try to behave.

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[He grinned, waggling his eyebrows.]

You. Try to behave. Man, I might start laughing again.

Hey, come on. Credit where credit is due. I've been good lately!

Well, comparatively, yeah. I blame the angel.

[She sighs, a little dreamily. Wow, Meg. Stop it.]

Yeah, it's definitely all his fault.

[South's going with classily-not-subtle, a sprig of mistletoe attached to a small chain around her neck.]

[She's not even going to break stride when she sees Meg in the hallways, smirking and changing to an impact course. Hope Meg is ready because South figures she can probably get a few notches.]

[He snorted softly, but a little wistfully himself.]

Yeah, yeah, get all squishy over the hot fucking angel. Jesus.

[She laughs, and snaps out of it.]

Can't help it. So is this on, or what?

[Oh she's ready. She's going a little more subtle with the mistletoe tucked in her bra - or maybe subtle isn't the right word for that. Whatever.

She keeps walking, giving South a little smile that's almost a challenge. This oughta be fun. She's not sure how many bonus points she's actually gonna go for here since she told herself no funny business unless it was with Cas, but this is different. Katy Perry said it best; ain't no big deal. It's innocent.

Ha.

Tucker better be ready, he's gonna want a shot of this.]

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Baby, you know it's on. Where you at?

[Innocent, right. That's exactly the best term to not use to describe South's current expression. More like predatory. She had told herself funny business with as many people as possible.]

Hey. [She practically purrs, stepping in teasingly close without going the extra distance to make contact.]

_{[ Unlike many, Vanyel was somewhat used to that tricks of the Castle, especially this kissing thing that seemed to happen once or twice a year. He had stopped feeling guilty about it, especially after he had kissed Apollo his first time here. They couldn't control it, so why feel guilty? If you wanted to blame something, blame the Castle.

So he walked about with little worry, padding through the stacks of books in the library, looking for something to read in the quiet hours of the night or that he and Tylendel could share together. What? They had other pursuits besides each other's bodies.

He turned down an aisle and looked down it out of the sort of habit when you sense someone else around you and his mouth turned up in a small smile. ]}

Ah, Meg, it's been awhile.

[South is one of a small handful of people that can get away with looking at Meg like that without getting knocked on their ass, and probably one of the few at this point that could be considered a bad influence on a demon.

Needless to say, Meg's impressed. She matches that predatory gaze with a mischievous one of her own.]

Hey yourself. [She steps in a little closer yet, and twirls her finger into the chain around her neck and bites her lip.]

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[Meg is pretty used to it too, but kissing really isn't a big deal for her to begin with. It could even be considered her weapon of choice in many situations - never mind where that had gotten her.

When Vanyel comes around the corner, her nose is in a book, but she looks up and smiles coyly.]

That it has. So sorry I had to run off in the middle of our dance.

((OOC: Not sure if you wanted to fix this since it's from Katniss, but I don't care if you don't lol))

Oh, you know, just out and about. Meet you in the lobby?

_{[ He laughed softly, inclining his head. ]}

Quite all right. I found another dance partner, and to be honest, I wasn't exactly myself. That costume did some odd things to me.

But, next time there's a ball, we could dance again if you wish to make it up to me.

[She tilts hers in return, setting down her book and turning completely towards him.]

Tell me about it. I was running around thinking I was a damn angel, and then I got shot. Great night all around.

[Just a hint of sarcasm there.

She reaches into her blouse and pulls out the tiny sprig of mistletoe and raises an eyebrow.]

I can think of a better way to make up for it.

[They didn't really need any help on their own, but the mistletoe does its trick and South dips in that last inch and presses her lips against Meg's, sliding her arm around the demon's waist and pulling her tight against her own body.]

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