Mistletoe Mingle!

[passingthrough]

Who: Those who are about to be kissed! OTA
Broadcast: Not likely
Action: On any ship in the fleet including the Iskaulit
When: Now until December 26

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight.
Lead me out on the moonlit floor.

(Adventures in Mistletoe info post. Remember to mark your top levels with any boundaries you want to set! Enjoy!)

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Jim Kirk

[universal_charm]

<sub>[ Doorways - such pesky things weren't they? So necessary, so innocuous, so innocent - until they weren't! Why would you betray him doorway? Why would you choose to work with such a dastardly plant as mistletoe?

Okay, let's be honest, none of this actually bothers him. Well, only a little bit, but then Kirk has never missed an opportunity to kiss someone. Though, usually, it's because both parties want it, but in terms of things he's had to do to escape a situation, this is by far the least troublesome.

Between the Tourist, the Iskaulit, and sometimes the Twin Roses thanks to a certain red head, there's plenty of doorways for him to pass through. A gamble each and every time, but when has James Kirk never taken a gamble? ]

[ ooc: open to one and all for all kinds of kisses! Starter is open ended, but if you need specific, go for it. Let the best kiss win ~ ]</sub>

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[cajunspice]

[It was after one of those said visits to the Twin Roses this seemed to happen. Sometime in the morning, after having said goodbye to each other so both could do whatever they had planned for the day, Remy had left Jim to see himself out of his room.

Or that was the plan, turning back to see him still in the doorway of his room.] Aw, cher, missin' me 'lready? [A grin in place at the joking, not realizing the situation yet.]

[universal_charm]

_{[ He liked Remy, he did. Maybe even loved him. No, no scratch that, he did love him, but he did actually have things to do today, even if staying abed sounded lovely and not just because it was quite warm beneath the covers. He frowned fiercely at the other side of the hall, trying to take a step forward and just... couldn't. ]}

I seem to be stuck.

[cajunspice]

Sure it ain't just m' magnetic personality drawin' ya back to me? [Yeah, but no, seriously, that was weird.

Walking over, one of Remy's hands moved to sit on Jim's back.] Like there a force field stoppin' ya? That's a new glitch, haven't heard that before. [Huh.] Think it some of those weird gravity ones have heard 'bout? Got ya stuck in one location?

[universal_charm]

Yes, something like a forcefield. It's a pressure I can't get past.

_{[ He sucked his teeth, quite irritated, trying to move forward but he might as well have been beating on brick. He turned to move back into Remy's room - and couldn't. He blinked, stymied yet again, and quickly realized his area of movement was very restricted to slightly more than the width of the door. ]}

What the hell?

[cajunspice]

[Ok, any jokes there had been are gone, replaced with real concern. This wasn't funny anymore. He doubted it would help, but Remy had to try; gripping Jim's hand and he gave it a solid tug, testing to see if an outside force helped with freeing his man.] Yeah, this gone beyond bein' funny now.

[crow_dad]

[Well. This is quite something.

Kogarasumaru certainly isn't expecting to become stuck underneath a doorway at the same time he's passing by Kirk but here he is. The pair of them. Under a doorway together with the younger man rather towering over him.

(It's okay. Most people do.)

Curious, he looks around but he doesn't see anything keeping them there?]

Well, this is quite the problem.

[universal_charm]

_{[ Ah. This again. He had hoped it was some odd glitch this morning, but it appears that either the glitch is continuing, or this is rather on purpose and someone, somewhere, is getting quite the laugh from it. He was willing to bet the latter. He ran a hand through his hair and sighed. ]}

That is definitely the polite way of putting it.

_{[ He glanced up and pointed at the offending sprig of vegetation. ]}

Tell me, do you know what that is?

[crow_dad]

[Ah. Is it that plant causing this to happen? He looks up at it but can't say that he recognizes what it is. Tilting his head a little, he considers carefully before looking up at the man instead.]

I do not. Does it have some significance?

[Something he might be missing?]

[universal_charm]

It's called mistletoe. In some cultures, it's considered a tradition that when two people stand beneath it in a doorway, they have to kiss. There's several legends as to why, but the point is - kissing.

_{[ He pursed his lips slightly, not quite puckering, but just on the edge. ]}

We have to kiss in order for it to let us go. Or Atroma. Whichever is actually doing it, though let's be honest, it all goes back to Atroma. I guess they needed a "ratings" boost.

[crow_dad]

Oh? Is that all?

[The news doesn't appear to bother the little sword as he looks up at little plant. So there is a tradition behind this thing, hm? He smiles.]

And are you opposed to such affections with others?

[winscenario]

[ It's well before Jim gets caught under one of the plants that he realizes what's up. It seems to have caught practically everyone else on the Fleet by surprise, but Jim just so happens to have seen something similar happening back in Riverview, so this? Definitely not his first time.

And if there's one thing he's learned is that there's no point in trying to avoid it. It's more tiring to be constantly looking over his shoulder (or over his head, as it happens), than it is to just indulge in a bit of harmless kissing whenever he ends up trapped under one of the plants.

However, he had not anticipated... this. Not that he minds necessarily, but he definitely looks surprised when he ends up stuck in one of the force fields with his-- twin? For lack of a better word. ]

'tis the season, huh? [ He looks up at the plant, eyebrow raised, smile playful on his lips. ]

[universal_charm]

_{[ The plants were more of an annoyance than anything. While he didn’t do much to change his routine or his plans, one could only smack against an invisible wall so many times before it became bothersome. At least the release mechanism was not to very unpleasant. Or at least he had not ended up with anyone displeasing. This though - this was a scenario he hadn’t quite prepared for, even if he might admit that, yes, he had thought about it. What? Don’t give him that look, anyone would do the same. The curl of his lips matches his twin’s, huffing a soft laugh. ]}

Remy will be so disappointed he missed this.

[winscenario]

[ His smile stretches even wider at Kirk's comment, and he laughs. That prompts some serious thought, though, and he offers with a purse of his lips. ]

Well, we could always film it for him. Or take a picture. Of course that might be more torture than anything else...

[ But naturally, that's exactly the kind of thing that they'd do. ]

[universal_charm]

_{[ It is exactly the sort of thing they’d do. Blue eyes light up, glancing around their current doorway, brain already debating the best way to rig up one of the comms to take said video because let’s be honest - a photo is worth a thousand, but a video is worth a million. His smile is positively mischevious. Always a dangerous sort of smile on Jim Kirk. ]}

Between that and the little outfit you helped me pick out, I think he’ll find it feels like rapture.

[jolting]

[Victor has come across Jim. It's not intentional, but he's come to accept that he's going to be drawn to James T. Kirk no matter what. He greets the man with a smile]

I bet you're having a lot of fun with those.

[He points meaningfully at the mistletoe]

[universal_charm]

_{[ Is coming across anyone underneath mistletoe ever intentional? Even at parties? At least Victor does not seem to very displeased to be caught with him beneath the stuff. He glanced up, following the line of Victor's finger, and chuckled. ]}

Depends on who I'm caught with really.

_{[ His gaze settled back on Victor with a laugh at the corner of his lips. ]}

So far no complaints.

[jolting]

[Admittedly, he's been intensely curious about if kissing Jim will feel any different. Thanks, force field-creating mistletoe, for giving him a way of finding out!

He leans in a little closer, running his fingers along Jim's jaw]

I have no complaints yet, either.

[universal_charm]

_{[ Oh. That was a bit more forward than he had expected. Not that he minded, just - he hadn’t thought Victor would want to, considering the situation. But then again, he was a man of science. And Kirk was curious about what made his other self so attracted to Victor. Unconsciously he found himself tilting his head into the touch, ever tactile. ]}

I’m afraid you might already know all my weaknesses concerning this particular activity. You have me at the disadvantage.

Oh captain ̶n̶o̶t̶ My captain

[violentroots]

[ There's a very thin doorway out of the bridge, in and out only allowed two people to barely squeeze by each other, especially when one was a 7 foot plus Alien. Never before had he felt so large than when he started associating with all these little humans.

Lotor eyes a sprig of mistletoe in the doorway from his position in the pilots seat warily. There would be no getting out of here without sharing a kiss with someone it would seem. It would just depend on who walked through that doorway next (and despite the admirable tolerance of his bladder, he could not stay here forever). ]

Re: Oh captain ̶n̶o̶t̶ My captain [ driftfleet -

[universal_charm]

_{[ A captain's work is never done. Regardless of the fact that his position might as well be ceremonial as anything, Kirk took the job seriously, and that included running weekly diagnostics on the ship herself. You had to know how your lady was feeling in order to treat her right, after all. She might not be his first lady love, but she was his current one. He headed for the bridge with data pad in hand, pausing when he noticed Lotor's frame already in the cockpit. Huh. ]}

I'm glad to see you're taking your role seriously.

_{[ His distraction with Lotor meant he didn't see the mistletoe, which he would be directly under in 3... 2.... 1... ]}

[theladyofwinterfell]

( Sansa has no intention of kissing anyone other than Tyrion but here she is, stuck beneath mistletoe with Jim. Oh. )

I suppose you have to kiss me for me to get free, don't you?

[universal_charm]

_{[ Hmm. Well. This was... unexpected and - unpleasant was not quite the word. Awkward, perhaps? He had only ever treated Sansa has a little sister, after all, and had no intention of changing that. Besides, she was Tyrion's wife, and was committed to that. Not that the mistletoe cared. ]}

That seems to be the key to getting out of this, yes. But perhaps it will let us get away with the bare minimum. And you could do the kissing. I think the mistletoe doesn't really care if it's one-side or two.

[theladyofwinterfell]

( Sansa leans in and brushes a kiss against his forehead, no different than Jon had kissed her before. That ought to work, shouldn't it? )

Let's see if we can get free now, shall we?

[universal_charm]

Can you step away? Go slow. Don't want to hit your head.

_{[ He had no idea how white the mistletoe made the forcefield on average. Sometimes it squeezed him tight. Other times it left him room to breathe. Thankfully it seemed to be erring on the side of the latter, thankfully. ]}

Do you have mistletoe, in Westeros?