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.

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Comments

[passingthrough]

Well, that sounds like I'm in danger of melting. We should be careful.

[tallasaking]

We can't have you melting. I will be in trouble from so many people it is ... absolutely absurd.

[passingthrough]

Are you trying to imply people like me or just that they'll take any old reason to come after you?

[tallasaking]

It used to be the latter but I am fairly certain it is the former.

[passingthrough]

Charmer. Now kiss me already. [She smiles at him, bemused.]

[tallasaking]

[This time he did it properly, pressing his lips against hers firmly and passionately. Cupping one hand around her neck to keep them both in place.]

[passingthrough]

[She'd literally just ordered herself a kiss and yet she's still a little surprised to find his lips against hers so intently. A small sound in the back of her throat is muffled by the way they kiss. And then she responds, lips parting as she deepens the kiss further. They need the barrier to come down after all. And Tyrion is not a bad kisser.]

[tallasaking]

[Tyrion is just as eager as Kitty to get out of here, so deepening the kiss is absolutely not a problem for him. Let us just put aside that Kitty is also an excellent kisser - she is his best friend and neither one of them should be trapped here by an idiotic plant.]

[passingthrough]

[It's easy to get a little lost in a kiss. She should probably be pulling away by now. That should be enough for even a stubborn plant, but still she kisses her friend. They're extremely close, but this is a different kind of close for them. And not a well timed one of course. When is it ever?]

[tallasaking]

[For them, it is never well-timed ... but they would have this, at the very least. Not to mention a friendship that would last long throughout this entire experience.]

[passingthrough]

[Finally, the need for air is greater than the need for contact and she pulls back a little slowly, not wanting to jerk away, but also feeling a little unsure about how long that lasted and what he's thinking. She has no idea what she's thinking. She's been the last to know recently.] That...probably did it?