4th Song; Dictated + Action

[rockinout]

I guess this place is okay for a laugh, huh?

[Translation: Weird kisses are weird. Has "Marshall Lee" noticed what's causing the kisses? Not yet, although once that's figured out, things are sure to get interesting. For now, though, he's actually pretty focused on the nutcrackers anyway. He's got one with a particularly long beard and a blue paintjob that he's playing with, switching between making it speak in a funny voice about princesses to just staring at it kind of sadly. He's all over the castle with it, feeling pretty chill. One weird kiss isn't enough to get worried about, right?]

(ooc| SO! Planned or unplanned kisses for "Marshall Lee" happen here, but non-kiss threads are totally fine, too! If you want to wait for girl-body Marceline, she'll be around later in the month. Or go for both, as Marshall hasn't owned up to being Marceline yet, anyway!)

Comments

[rockinout]

They don't look much good for--

[Hold that thought. She's cute.]

I don't think we met yet, huh?

[yay_heiress]

[Not lookin' too bad yerself, Marshall.]

Nope. [She bats her eyelashes a bit.]
I'm London Tipton.

[rockinout]

Cool name.

[And then "he'll" just lean down and kiss her, because suddenly "he" really wants to. And why not?]

[yay_heiress]

[Not minding at all, London returns the kiss, slightly stepping into it.]

[rockinout]

[And that could go on for a while, but eventually the magic fizzles out. Marshall pulls away and blinks.]

Huh. Well. Thanks?

[yay_heiress]

[London blinks, vaguely unsure of how that just happened.]

For what?

[rockinout]

Uh...

You know what? Don't worry about it, cutie.

[yay_heiress]

[London grins, never one to let a good compliment go to waste.]

So, what's your name?
And... why did we just kiss?

[rockinout]

Marshall Lee.

And really, I'm not sure. It seems to be going on here lately.

[yay_heiress]

[She looks up at the ceiling.]

Weird. Well, there's no mistletoe or anything...

[rockinout]

Mistletoe?

[yay_heiress]

It's this weird looking green stuff that people hang during Christmas. When two people stand under it, they have to kiss.

[rockinout]

Huh. That's kinda weird.

[yay_heiress]

Yeah, but it is kinda romantic, if you think about it.

[rockinout]

Eh, I guess.

[yay_heiress]

Are there any kinds of traditions like that where you're from?

[rockinout]

I'm not really traditional.

[yay_heiress]

Oh, that's ok. I'm not either!

[rockinout]

Very cool to hear, London.

So, uh... Were you going anywhere?

[yay_heiress]

Not particularly. I just got tired of being in my room.

[rockinout]

I get that. Staying in the same place gets way too boring.

[yay_heiress]

I know! I'd give anything to have my private jet again! I could go wherever I want!

[rockinout]

...What's a jet?

[yay_heiress]

It's an airplane that rich people get to have that flies anywhere you tell it to!

[rockinout]

Sounds pretty handy.