paradisa | 77; action/dictated

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77; action/dictated

[It's dark when Spike enters the castle, appearing like one of the ghosts who seem to gather at night. Late enough that he deems it at a minimal risk for running into anyone as he makes his way up the decorated lobby and into his (conveniently closer) room. He doesn't even turn on a light when he opens his door. He's only here for a moment to grab a few things to last him a couple of weeks, maybe a month, and disappear again before the holiday season is too far underway.

Ein seems to be the one foiling his stealth; he barks the moment he senses another body nearby and 'shh'-ing only partially works to shut him up. The dog apparently lost some faith during their time together (leaving him behind again didn't help), and whines as Spike starts shoving various things into a bag. When Spike pointedly ignores him and makes his way out, he nearly trips over the furry hazard.]

Stay behind then. [He whispers loudly, before finally throwing the bag over his shoulder in a huff and slipping through his door again.]

( Silva )

[This comes later, at a moment that catches his memory while watching the dog who is predictably walking at his side. Something he should get to before he forgets.]

Got a minute?

ooc: open for kissmas for anyone who wants to catch him!

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[ Sleeping is overrated. It's also hard to sleep when you haven't taken anything. Alcohol is good and all but right now she's itching for something more.

The castle's starting to suck. The recent kissing game has been fun but the hallways are quieter at night and Effy hasn't been able to find as many victims at this hour. So the sound of a dog barking draws her attention. She lurks by a turn, standing still in her black outfit with the incongruous mistletoe headband and waiting for him to notice her.

[Sheena doesn't stay in the castle too much, but once in a while, she can be found there--more often than not, visiting her friends, and less often, making a wish.

This time, however, she's there checking out the decorations with a less than suspicious eye as she wanders the halls. She had enjoyed the lights last year and can't resist them this year.

She had just entered the second floor when she hears Ein barking and thinking there's a problem, she rushes forward, cursing when she collides with someone of a very familiar height, and in the lights in the hallway, she can dimly make out who it is.]

Spike!

[So he isn't in line to be dubbed the next ninja in Paradisa. The bag on his shoulder nearly falls when a girl literally bumps into him, but he manages to keep his footing and readjusts before it does.

When he recognizes who it is, he feels a pang in his chest, like she's the face of inevitability. He never did apologize.

So much for a quiet exit.]

Sheena, hey.

[When you're attempting to enter the castle without incident, it sometimes feels like the building is out to get you. Spike is suspicious of every turn he makes, not even trusting it enough to stop by the doors of friends. He's been around long enough to know better.

Ein barks again, and Spike glances down at him as he trails, figuring dogs are supposed to be good for sensing... whatever. Evil kissing spirits.

When he looks up again, he's only a few feet away from a girl dressed in black, and he immediately takes a step back. As if needing to recover from the obvious revelation that he's already screwed, he mutters politely.]

Nice hat.

[ Ein was probably doing him a favor with that bark, warning him of this one particular evil kissing... person. She reaches to tuck her hair behind her ears to somehow display the headband better, all with a knowing smile, sharp as can be. ]

Where's yours?

[Hopefully she doesn't take offense if he quickly backs up to the opposite wall, even if running down the hall would give him a better chance -- except his intentions never get him that far. He's still standing as close as before, staring at the headband, and his grip starts to loosen on the bag across his shoulder.]

I'm not that creative. [Ein barks again, but he doesn't look down. Who the hell is she?]

[ Thankfully Effy is quite self-assured when it comes to such things as her attractiveness, so his move doesn't bother her. But it does alert her that he's one of the few who would run away rather than toward her, so she starts taking a few steps forward to draw him into the mistletoe's sphere of influence before he flees. ]

It only takes one.

[She should know that he's not as naive as some of the other residents; and that he's perhaps overly susceptible to magic. When she gets close enough, his free hand unwittingly moves to her face, helping to move a few strands of hair aside.]

I can see.

[ Effy tweaks her smile a little wider when he reaches for her. At least he isn't sprinting for dear life, as much as he seemed to want to just then. Must be the magic. She grabs at his tie to tug his head closer so she can seal the deal (and score another point), not even minding the canine witness. Not now, Ein. ]

[Apparently she can be that persuasive, even if she may be surprised at how much. Tugging his tie is the only invitation he needs, and a moment later he wraps his hand around the back of her head, holding her close while reacting enthusiastically to her kiss.

The harder you avoid things...]

For you ... I have all the time in the world.

How can I help you?

[He debates how to put this, but he's almost positive Silva would be the one to know.]

I thought you might be able to help me find something.

[ He's always in the market to lend favours ... He might need some in return after all given his current situation.]

I'm always happy to help a friend ... Tell me what you have lost?

It's not like that, exactly.

[He even found the dog, as luck would have it.]

I'm looking for something you can't wish for.

[There's actually a very good reason for Cass to be in the castle of all places this late at night. It's all in the name of a prank, she's collecting the mistletoe from the castle so she can hide it in Tim and Stephanie's bedroom and what better time to do that when everyone is supposed to be sleeping? It makes for less chances of running into people, but that's mostly an effort them, not her.

She doesn't mind all the kissing, really. It's gone okay for her so far. So it's with an arms full of mistletoe sprigs that she runs into Spike and his barky dog, almost literally. Out he stumbles from his room and she stops just before they collide, a few bundles of the plant slipping from her grasp to fall at his feet. Don't eat those, Ein.]

Hi again.

[Spike's first instinct is to jump back into the room he just exited and lock the door after someone bumps into him, but it's because of who it is that he stays to stare. Of all the obvious things he was expecting to avoid, someone carrying arm loads of mistletoe is even less subtle than the castle usually is. What the hell is she doing with that? Clearing it out?]

Hi. [His gaze falls to the branches she dropped, although he doesn't bend to pick them up. Eventually he gazes back at her, oddly intrigued.] Busy night?

[She ducks her head to laugh, because she hadn't actually thought about what this would look like if she happened to run into anyone.]

Sort of. It's to prank someone. Not you. [She gets that bit out in a rush, just so he's sure.] Didn't expect... to see you, here. At mansion, maybe, but here?

[She shakes her head and when she looks back up at him again, she takes a few steps closer. She hadn't actually been sure if the mistletoe would still work once it was taken down, but now that she's realizing she'd really like to kiss Spike that answer is pretty clear. Yep, still works.]

[Not him, and yet.

His mouth opens to say something, probably to explain what he's doing and to ask if she could forget seeing him, but he really only gets about that far. Instead, he's lifting her chin up and catching her in a kiss before she could even think to protest or so much as set down the sprigs in her arms. Unfortunately, he gets carried away with these things. Somehow that never came up in their breakfast conversations.]

[And here she'd thought maybe he wasn't a big fan of her, after than breakfast. He had tried to flee, after all. He's quick though, has her caught faster than she expects, which is a point in his favor. It's hard to surprise someone who can read your body language, who knows what you're going to do before you even move to do it.

He doesn't wait for her to put the mistletoe down, but he wouldn't have had to anyway. She drops it in favor of reaching up to put her hand to the back of his neck, tugging him down closer.]

[That is one way to get to know each other. To be fair to her, the impulse came on pretty suddenly, maybe stronger than before because of the amount of mistletoe that got dumped between them. That would explain his ravenous enthusiasm as he pulls his arms around her and tilts his head to get at a better angle.

Ein, meanwhile, backs up considerably, and barks again as if he's waiting for them to stop and explain. It's not easy being Spike's roommate sometimes.]

[That's something she didn't actually consider when she hatched her plot, actually. She had kind of assumed it would just be a bunch of kissing, one each time Steph or Tim wandered too close to the mistletoe stashed in various places in their room. If it results in this, near frantic making out, maybe there's a flaw in the plan.

Not that she's thinking about that right now. All she can think about is Spike, his lips on hers and his arms around her, of deepening the kiss on her own and pulling herself closer to him. He's a good kisser, nearly blocks out the sound of Ein barking completely. Almost reluctantly she breaks the kiss, but she doesn't pull back far. When she speaks she's close enough for her lips to still brush his.]

Your dog is barking.

[Spike hadn't heard the barking at all, nor does he seem to register it after she pulls away. Only in the seconds that pass that the familiar feeling of dread spreads across his features while he catches his breath.

The arms that had been holding her close abruptly move to her arms, forcefully holding her down. Of course he'd been stupid enough to risk talking to anyone while this was going on. In a moment of panic, he kicks away the mistletoe at his feet. Although that may also be a tactic not to look her in the eye. Every damn time.]

[Concerned for him, Cass reaches up to put a hand on his cheek but doesn't move forward more than that, letting him hold her back.]

Are you okay?

[He nods, now that he's breathing normal again. It's only an afterthought that he releases her. Any attempt now to resume a casual conversation would be fruitless, so he mutters out an apology.]

I'm sorry. [Even if they're practically strangers being manipulated by the castle, he feels partially at fault. He's fairly sure he has a problem that doesn't take much manipulating to end up like that. She couldn't have known.]

[Instead of running away or slapping him or shouting, she just smiles at him.]

I'm not. It was nice.

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