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alittlefuninstead) wrote in
glocksuke2021-12-11 12:11 pm
Jingle Mingle...2
Some of you may be used to this by now. For some of you, this may be your very first time being swept away in a flurry of snowflakes. (Though some of you may have been particularly naughty and were shoved into a burlap sack before disappearing into the storm.) As usual, it seems as though the time for bloodshed has passed and when you open your eyes you're greeted with...
...a ski lodge.
Worry not! This isn't the lodge Krampus had taken residence in but it's a rather large and cozy getaway. You may even find that your clothes have changed into something holiday-appropriate for the occasion. It seems as though someone has gone around decking the halls with boughs of holly, lights strewn along the walls, Christmas trees in large corners, and plenty of food and drink to go around. (Yes, this includes alcohol. Please do try to be responsible though, hm?)
Similarly, some of you may recognize the frosty patterns that lightly dust the walls and surfaces and the usual staff and their assistants are back in action. Should you require anything, you may ask one of them and they'll be at your service!
The lodge has plenty of rooms filled with furniture, fireplaces, games and more. And for those of you feeling a little more adventurous, you may venture outdoors. To the left there's a sprawling garden with gazebos, firepits, flowers and lit topiary displays. To the right, you may follow the path down to a hot spring. And straight ahead? There's the path leading you right to a rental shack holding skis, snowboards and snow mobiles.
This almost seems...quaint, doesn't it? And perhaps it's a little too easy, but you should know by now everything comes with a price.
Sprigs of mistletoe are pinned up in every doorway once again, bright red bows and dustings of frost lingering around them. Don't try to escape to the outdoors to avoid it! Ice sculptures appear in every direction each decorated with the mystical plant. You could try to avoid it, really, but avoiding it too long will earn a chilly breath of air directly in your ear as you're pushed straight into the nearest person. Wouldn't you rather choose on your own?
Well! The choice is yours, and you might want to make it fast. There's no way out without paying the kiss tax, after all.
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With a glass in one hand and a sprig of mistletoe in the other, she makes eye contact with almost anyone, an enticing smile on her lips.
She raises the hand with the mistletoe. ]
Are you ready?
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Of course, my lady. May I?
[He gestures to the hand holding the glass, like he wants to take it for a moment. He is a gentleman, after all, he has to do this properly.]
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Who is she to resist a knight of the Round Table, especially the one with the best reputation in Chaldea currently. She hands over the glass with a smile. ]
I would have expected the others from your little circle before you.
[ Does she mean to take her invitation or does she mean to be thrown into a murder? Who knows?
She doesn't mean it as an insult, for once. ]
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[Something something murdergames suck.
But with the glass in one hand, he'll use the other to take Medb's now free hand and hold it delicately, like a...well, knight would. He's treating her with the respect she deserves with her title as queen, and he'll kiss the back of that hand.]
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She looks amused when he kisses her hand. ]
Holy Grail Wars aren't that different.
[ Murdering people to get a wish? What's new? Even if Chaldea's cause is to save humanity. Their particular world's humanity. ]
But you'll have to give me a little more than that, Bedivere.
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but this is the least surprising turn of events in the world. he looks at the mistletoe, then at her. ]
Are you going to kiss everyone here?
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She gestures at him with the mistletoe to come closer. ]
Not if you stay a while.
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sadly, he will walk over to her, and when he gets close enough he will reach for the mistletoe. ]
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she will let him take it just to see what he does with it. ]
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Absolutely not.
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There is a dangerous flash in her eyes before she pouts. ]
Miles. Don't be a prude now.
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I never said anything about being a prude, but is this really necessary?
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[ So yes, it's necessary. She beckons him to come closer. ]
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You know that I won't say no! But, what should I be ready for?
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[ There's no waiting for this. Medb closes the distance, doesn't bother to hold the mistletoe up, and kisses Endorsi. ]
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I knew you wouldn't disappoint. Sit by a fire with me?
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[Mandricardo turns so pale, you'd think he was turning into a vampire.]
[His voice comes out in a squeak.]
N-N-No thank you! No! I'm not!
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You don't have to be nervous.
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[A pause.]
Uh, not that...I-I mean, no offense to you, you're...a real lovely lady, its just...
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Choose what you say next carefully.
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no this time you actually get stuck with him. Hi Medb. Having fun? Well, obviously she is, but. Y'know.]
What's this about?
[He's been observing, but he doesn't actually know...]
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She holds the mistletoe even higher. ]
What am I about?
[ It's a low hanging fruit, but if she's the one who grabs it, no one else can hold it against her. ]
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But if he's allowed and being invited, then he doesn't mind indulging her (hah, as if he ever has). He moves closer and reaches out to rest his hands on her waist, though he does look around to see how many kids, if any, are in the near vicinity.]
That's hardly an easy thing to answer, Your Majesty. [But he says it warmly, lightly amused--it's a compliment.]
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