Sheena Fujibayashi (
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paradisalogs2012-12-05 09:26 pm
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Kiss me once...
Who: Sheena Fujibayashi
ninjainviolet & Others & Some Hiding Nutcrackers!
What: Kissing
When: One day during Kissmas
Where: All around the castle. Wherever you find her.
Rating: PG? Will let you know if it changes.
Now that she knew what to look for--or rather, avoid, Sheena felt pretty much at ease as she made her way through the castle. She had never heard of Christmas--or Hannukah--before, and was intrigued by the decorations she saw throughout the building. There were many small decorations dotting the larger ones here and there, with a few catching her attention, but no signs of the wooden dolls causing such a ruckus with everyone.
Among the fake snowflakes and the hanging bells and bows, there were wreaths and garlands that both looked and smelled like pine, and both had actual pine cones placed within them. There were also tiny little spots of light that ran through all of it, some steady, some blinking, but never the same color or pattern everywhere. In one place was steady white lights, another had steady multicolored ones, and yet another had steady green! But her downfall was finding the area where the white lights were twinkling like stars.
Like a child, she sat down on the floor and watched the lights dance above and around her, unaware that the entire time she had been looking for them, the nutcrackers had been hidden from view by the castle, and could be found with a bit of a search.
[ooc: This is an open log for both planned and unplanned kissing time! Pick a spot to meet up with Sheena. Anywhere in the castle, or in that last spot there under the "stars". The light configurations can be set anywhere, and you can come up with your own! (And considering the variety of light sets out there--go crazy!)]
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What: Kissing
When: One day during Kissmas
Where: All around the castle. Wherever you find her.
Rating: PG? Will let you know if it changes.
Now that she knew what to look for--or rather, avoid, Sheena felt pretty much at ease as she made her way through the castle. She had never heard of Christmas--or Hannukah--before, and was intrigued by the decorations she saw throughout the building. There were many small decorations dotting the larger ones here and there, with a few catching her attention, but no signs of the wooden dolls causing such a ruckus with everyone.
Among the fake snowflakes and the hanging bells and bows, there were wreaths and garlands that both looked and smelled like pine, and both had actual pine cones placed within them. There were also tiny little spots of light that ran through all of it, some steady, some blinking, but never the same color or pattern everywhere. In one place was steady white lights, another had steady multicolored ones, and yet another had steady green! But her downfall was finding the area where the white lights were twinkling like stars.
Like a child, she sat down on the floor and watched the lights dance above and around her, unaware that the entire time she had been looking for them, the nutcrackers had been hidden from view by the castle, and could be found with a bit of a search.
[ooc: This is an open log for both planned and unplanned kissing time! Pick a spot to meet up with Sheena. Anywhere in the castle, or in that last spot there under the "stars". The light configurations can be set anywhere, and you can come up with your own! (And considering the variety of light sets out there--go crazy!)]
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Call you...
[Except whoa, ninja nutcracker. He seems to trail off and get distracted while looking at her]
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PFFFFFFTTTTT]Call me?
[Who else but a ninja would have that type of nutcracker around? However, that's not all she's not noticing as everything but Zelos seems to disappear from her vision.]
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She's meaning to push him away, but that suddenly seems like a bad idea and instead, she's gripping the front of his jacket and pulling him closer before wrapping her arms around his neck.]
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[Yet somehow? When he feels her kiss back, he could almost swear he feels his heart skip a beat. He even breaths out as if he was holding his breath, when she wrapped her arms around the neck]
[One of his hands holds onto her side, to use for support during the kiss. It's not exactly an extremely intimate kiss, in fact it's pretty chaste compared to french kissing or make outs. With anyone else, Zelos would probably write it off as nothing special in terms of kissing]
[But if that was the case- then why did this one feel like so much more than that?]
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And the surprises didn't end there. Despite her lack of knowledge--or practice--in this area, even she could tell there was something different about the kiss. About Zelos. Her judgment had been clouded by her earlier knowledge of his reputation, but she feels none of what she had expected here.
Everything was gentle and slow, the intimacy of the act only heightened by the light touch to her side. Shivering slightly with pleasure, she leaned into both the touch and the kiss, her fingers easily threading into the soft strands of his long hair.
Yep. Definitely surprisingly more in being less...]
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[Unfortunately, like all these magical kisses, he can feel the magic start to wane, as reality starts to sink in and he's becoming more aware of what's going on. Of what trouble this will be. His survival instinct tells him he should breakaway now, that this is bad news and will only end badly.]
[But...Zelos was always a bit too hedonistic. So instead of doing what he should wisely do and pull away, even if he doesn't fully understand why, he keeps up the kiss even as the magic fades. Maybe he can play off the pervert card, if it means just a few more seconds...]
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But even as she does so, she suddenly starts to feel different. That this kiss is both right and wrong at the same time. The idea that one of those wooden annoyances is around occurs to her, but the magic hasn't faded completely and she's too caught up in the kiss for the moment to pay it any mind.
Eventually, the magic does go, and she's prepared for the inevitable break, but when it doesn't come, she makes a soft questioning noise and pulls back herself--only to be stopped by the wall behind her. Placing a hand on his chest, she presses lightly against him, and finds a chance to whisper.]
Zelos. Stop.
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[He takes a little breath, stalling for trying to figure out what to do- since really he has no idea. But he's quick to put on his smiling mask. ]
Heh...whoops.
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"Whoops?" Is that all you can say?
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[But the knots in his stomach stop him. What is he doing? That's not his story, that's not him. He was Zelos Wilder. The flirt, playboy, gigolo, bad luck charm... ]
[It was better that way, he shouldn't kid himself]
Yeah, I mean...[He glances up, oh there's the guy] did kinda forget about the nutcracker things.
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But even with that closeness, she's unaware of the turmoil inside him. Hell, she'd be unaware anyway as she faces her own disjointed thoughts. She can't be attracted to him; she can't be. She refuses to believe the whole hurt the ones you love idea. She loves a lot of people, but she doesn't treat them like him.
This is Zelos, the Stupid Chosen who drives her crazy with his annoying habits--the least of which is the one where he insults her all the time. So, why is she wishing for him to drive her crazy with a kiss again?
That's not even answered by the discovery of the nutcracker, since it's magic is long gone, but she can't help wondering.]
Where did that come from? I looked for one when I came in here.
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Castle must've slipped it in somehow.
[Magic place, it does that. Now excuse him as he tries to get things back to a more comfortable area- as in her annoyed as all hell]
Not that I mind though. You're a better kisser than I thought, hunny~ ♥
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It had to. I literally looked everywhere for it. Including there!
[Trying to collect her thoughts, she runs that same hand through her own hair, catching a whiff of his shampoo as she does so. Oh great, just what she needs: aromatic reminders to complicate things even more. Dropping her hand to her side, she balls it into a fist as a way to keep her calm.
Which may or may not last long--thanks to him.]
Huh? Oh, well-- Hey! How many times have I told you to stop calling me "hunny"!
[Oh, and that fist? It's pounding the floor at the moment. She doesn't want to ruin the decorations with his blood.]
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Mon chéri then?
But still, don't be shy! That was one hot kiss! I'm impressed!
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A mask of anger.
And it only worsens when he speaks, and she turns and glares at him.]
I don't know what that means! So NO!
Shut up, you Stupid Chosen! You're the last person I'd want to impress with anything!
[Sorry, Once-ler. But, she's going to have to break her promise. There's no way in hell she can talk to this guy without wanting to bash his head in.]
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Ahaha, ouch! Now that just hurts my poor little heart.
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Not as much as a kick to the ribs will, I bet.
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[But he knows it's time to depart]
Ah, but it seems I've cause enough trouble for you. I'll leave you to your light gazing! Au revoir mon chérie~ ♥
[And he's turning to leave. ]
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Here! Take this with you!
And stop talking to me in a language I don't know!
[She turns away in a huff. She already feels stupid, she doesn't need him to make it worse.]
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[Yet more than that, once he recovers, he seems to pause. He almost wants to turn around to look at her, to stop her. He knows he's being a bastard, goddess does he know it. But...well, not like he could change things]
...Sorry.
[He'll say that much before he walks away, not giving anything more. Enough is enough.]
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Well, she's had enough. So, when his apology reaches her ears, she doesn't respond. It's just another trick of his, and she knows it, so she stays quiet--despite the urge to tell him to go to hell (among other things) being on the tip of her tongue.
Instead, she continues on her way, the blinking lights no longer as fascinating as before.]