eleven :: journal/action Kissytime

[i_got_this]

So the castle gives us shit for Christmas, right? Too much to hope it'll give me bullets?

[South's game plan for Christmas kisses points is to keep mobile, spending time in the kitchen or the lobby with her nutcracker-in-a-bag before moving on to the next location. She's also dressed to look more appealing, wearing a low-cut tight sweater and fitted jeans.]

[It's competition time, and she's pulling out all the stops.]

[[ooc: Action for kisses! Journal for no kisses! Feel free to find her anywhere!]]

Comments

[originalcopy]

[He's not going to be thrilled, that's for sure.]
Exactly! No self respecting guy will ever feel totally comfortable around a doll that has jaw chomping action and is called a "nutcracker".

[He mimes the chomping motion with his hands as he talks]

[i_got_this]

[South throws her head back and laughs at that. She reaches a hand up to adjust the pack on her shoulder.]

Right? They're like, the exact opposite of sexy.

[originalcopy]

Yeah...

["She's actually kind of cute when she's not being a bitch." Church is trying (unsuccessfully) to ignore her. To not notice her hand or her shoulder or how much smaller they are outside the armor.]

So uhm...

["Damn that fourteen months alone must have really gotten to me. We're just two people going for a walk."]

...How much further is it?

[i_got_this]

[Yeah, she's side eyeing him now and wondering just what's under that helmet.]

Just a few minutes. What, you getting cold?

[originalcopy]

[He gives a dismissive shrug]

Pfft, No. This shit is tropical compared to Sidewinder.

I'm just curious. It didn't look very far from the Castle roof, but I was looking out over a different direction.

[ooc: lol, if only she knew!]

[i_got_this]

Yeah? And what was on Sidewinder?

This main road will take you right into town square, if you follow it. [She's looking at him now and finding it hard to look away. Armor or no, he had a sexy walk.]

[originalcopy]

Sidewinder... nothing but ice and snow and a few rocks.

[He notices her looking and is vaguely aware of how a Gazelle must feel around a Lion]

What?

[He looks around a bit, just in case it's something behind him]

[i_got_this]

Nothing, I just ... [Yup, that would be the nutcracker kicking in. She just looks at him a moment before stepping close and planting a kiss smack on his visor.]

[originalcopy]

[Church silently curses his lack of a proper face and puts his arms around her, holding South close for the duration of the kiss... and then the nutcracker, having done it's job, drops it's influence.]

It's in the bag... isn't it.

[He lets go of her and takes a step back.]

[originalcopy]

[And Church is cursing himself inwardly... he should have realized the friendly walk thing was a trick.]

[i_got_this]

Yeah, it's in the bag. What's the big deal?

[No she doesn't really care what he thinks.]

[originalcopy]

Arh.. You back stabbing bitch.

[i_got_this]

[She waves him off and goes to continue on their way.]

Ah, you'll get over it!

[originalcopy]

That's not the point!

[he's not budging]

[i_got_this]

You've got to be kidding me.

[originalcopy]

Why?

Because, I'd rather have a say in if I kiss someone or not.

[i_got_this]

[South mises the point completely, waving her arms about as she gets aggravated.]

You weren't even out of your helmet, how does it even count?!

[originalcopy]

[He's only getting more irate as she gets aggravated.]

NOT the fuckin' point South!

[He's practically pacing at this point.]

I don't care that you kissed me!

[i_got_this]

Well then why are you making such a big fucking deal about this?!

[originalcopy]

Because I'm fuckin' sick of being manipulated... Tex, Vic, Garry or Gamma or whatever the fuck it's called and now...

[he gives a dismissive wave and starts back toward the castle]

You know what, fuck it, I'm not in the mood for a walk anymore anyway.

[It doesn't help that he's not sure how he feels about the kiss now that it happened... or his frustration at not being able to kiss her back, even if it was induced by that damn creepy thing. Plus, it just reminds him that he's dead and stuck with this damn robot body.]

[i_got_this]

You know what, fine. Go be a loser somewhere else.

[South huffs and continues on into the city.]

[originalcopy]

[He gives one last "fuck you bitch" as he storms his way back to his room at the castle]