Make a kiss and take a berry

[gricklegrass]

Who: YOU. EVERYONE. SMASH ACADEMY & FRIENDS.
What: Making out I mean MISTLETOE.
When: December 19th to January 1st.
Where: Everywhere.
Rating: The letter appropriate for Kissing & Violence against Plants & Swearing.

After Celebi's inquiries about tiny, berried plants, she came to a few conclusions. Either people really liked them or people were pretty indifferent to them! Or they were grumpy. There seemed to be a lot of grumpies. Clearly the solution to that was to bring the mistletoe on to campus and let it flourish! EVERYWHERE.

IT WAS EVERYWHERE.

In the halls. In doorways. Over your locker. Over your rival's locker. Dangling over your head exactly when you least expected it. If you did not want to encounter it you were probably encountering it.

And they were persistent! They were under the grass pixie's watchful eye this year. Did it just move when you tried to shoot it? Was the shot reflected back at you?? WHAT.

To make matters worse, if you happened to find yourself under certain sprigs of the holiday plant, you were stuck there. STUCK FOR ETERNITY, or at least until you got a smooch. How perfectly, wonderfully devious. There was a certain witch to thank for that.

HOW FESTIVE.

[[Have at it!! Post your dudes, go get smooches.

+ Celebi won't like you trying to destroy the plants. She will move them a couple of frustrating inches.
+ Some (not all!) plants are CURSED via Ashley. No moving until smooching. You better hope for a smooch.
+ Don't forget to add your characters' tag via the edit tag button!

Go get festive, Smash Academy BD]]

Comments

[majorcrotchgrab.livejournal.com]

You may not want to, but I'm not going to be stuck here for the rest of the day ... or however long these things last.

[loverofinnocence]

......

[He offers out his right hand to Raikov. Kiss that. Maybe that'll work. Caim hopes that'll work. But knowing his luck...]

[majorcrotchgrab.livejournal.com]

[Nope. Raikov moves in for a peck on the cheek]

[loverofinnocence]

[Okay. That he can live with. It's actually quite painless and surprise, surprise. Caim doesn't automatically hate it. In fact, while he wouldn't claim to like it, he's a bit confused by the gesture.

So he simply blinks and stares back at Raikov before lifting a hand and resting it to his cheek.

Why you confuse him, man?]

[majorcrotchgrab.livejournal.com]

[The Russian flashes him a quick mischievous smirk before lifting his foot to see if it worked. Looks like it did!]

[loverofinnocence]

[Oh. Well. What do you know. Caim shifts to find he has no restraints either. That's really wonderful news.

A hand lifts and he scrubs at his right cheek, somewhat uncertainly. His lips move as he carefully forms his words, but of course, there's no sound behind them. But the message is clear for someone who can read that kind of thing:

You have my gratitude.

Which implies that Caim must have gotten caught, too.]

[majorcrotchgrab.livejournal.com]

[It takes him a bit before he can decipher what Caim said but once he does...]

I'm glad.

Porting over from LJ. → Caim

[loverofinnocence]

[This is awkward, okay? But that's Caim in a nutshell for you. Immensely awkward when he's not busy murdering people.

And he likes murdering people.]

How many times have you had to do that?

[He pictures Raikov's probably just gone around intentionally to save people.]

Porting over from LJ. → Raikov

[loverofinnocence]

A few times. Some by choice.


[Taken from here for reference.]

[loverofinnocence]

[Caim shakes his head. This is... disconcerting at the very least. Very... disconcerting. He blinks.]

Saving others, then.

[It seems a safe assumption to make.]

[majorcrotchgrab]

You could say that.

[No, it was just an excuse to kiss hot people.]

[loverofinnocence]

I see. How fortunate for them, that they should have a prince.

[There's irony in that coming from him.]

[majorcrotchgrab]

[Oh, flattery will get you everywhere, Caim]

Oh...? You think I'm a prince...?

[loverofinnocence]

The idea of a prince. A being who comes to the 'rescue' of others.

[majorcrotchgrab]

Well, I am charming...

[loverofinnocence]

[Caim finds this debatable. He cocks an eyebrow in Raikov's direction.]

In your opinion, you mean.

[majorcrotchgrab]

And other's too.

[loverofinnocence]

How... fortunate for them?

[He really hasn't the slightest idea how to respond to this. Raikov often puts Caim on edge.]

[majorcrotchgrab]

[That's what he does best.]

Indeed.

I suppose I should get going though now that we aren't stuck. Do take care, hm? And try not to be too upset from that kiss.