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lucetilogs2013-10-30 07:00 pm
250mhzwabl) wrote in lucetilogs2013-10-30 07:00 pm
All we want to do is eat your brains
Who: Jack Holden, Simon Lauchlan, Eugene Woods, Sam Yao, and anyone they can tempt in
What: Basically a slumber party
When: November 1st afternoon and evening
Where: One of the villas in Luceti's housing area
Summary: Luceti's residents of Abel Township have landed themselves under house arrest. But even if they can't go to the parties, who's to say they can't bring the party to them? (Or at least some takeout, geez, this punishment thing is hungry work.)
Rating: PG? It's just some post-zombie-apocalypse dudes and their houseguests, it's not really gonna be racy.
Maybe Halloween Land hadn't been the best destination for a small cluster of survivors of the zombie apocalypse.
In their defense, they hadn't known when they'd walked in that literal zoms would be all over the place. Even as placid as the things were, all it took were a few too many of the shambling dead in one place, strained nerves and the wrong line of conversation, and one poorly-timed jumpscare to set off the powder keg of their collective neuroses and send them sprinting for the nearest defensible position between them and the exits. And sure, all weapons had been taken to the battle dome. But where they came from, all that defined a weapon was a favourable combination of weight, length, sharpness, and maximum velocity. Where they came from, they'd all learned a few behaviours on an instinctual level.
It was sort of lucky, actually, that they only had managed to get themselves landed under house arrest for the remainder of the day. It meant that they still had contact with the outside world - or at least the portions of it that wandered close enough to the open windows.
What: Basically a slumber party
When: November 1st afternoon and evening
Where: One of the villas in Luceti's housing area
Summary: Luceti's residents of Abel Township have landed themselves under house arrest. But even if they can't go to the parties, who's to say they can't bring the party to them? (Or at least some takeout, geez, this punishment thing is hungry work.)
Rating: PG? It's just some post-zombie-apocalypse dudes and their houseguests, it's not really gonna be racy.
Maybe Halloween Land hadn't been the best destination for a small cluster of survivors of the zombie apocalypse.
In their defense, they hadn't known when they'd walked in that literal zoms would be all over the place. Even as placid as the things were, all it took were a few too many of the shambling dead in one place, strained nerves and the wrong line of conversation, and one poorly-timed jumpscare to set off the powder keg of their collective neuroses and send them sprinting for the nearest defensible position between them and the exits. And sure, all weapons had been taken to the battle dome. But where they came from, all that defined a weapon was a favourable combination of weight, length, sharpness, and maximum velocity. Where they came from, they'd all learned a few behaviours on an instinctual level.
It was sort of lucky, actually, that they only had managed to get themselves landed under house arrest for the remainder of the day. It meant that they still had contact with the outside world - or at least the portions of it that wandered close enough to the open windows.
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They'd done this in the boat ride, but that had been... different. This was them, all them, and he was curious about what she would do now. Although whatever it was, he'd happily encourage it. Especially if it was more of this.]
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Maybe... But dammit, now is so not the time to care.
Kate kisses him slowly, leisurely. She takes her time, enjoying every second of the contact. When she finally breaks for breath, Kate rests her forehead against his. She can barely hear the movie now, hear anything but the sound of her heart pounding.]
So, um. [Oh god. She's really going to do this, isn't she?] Wanna do something really stupid with me, Zombie Boy?
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What, here?
[He's teasing her, but his gaze flits around the living room and okay maybe they're not being as inconspicuous about this as they could be but someone's going to notice sooner or later. Was she okay with that?]
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[She laughs a little, both amused and nervous. Here would be bad. They've already kissed in front of their friends and Kate's almost positive that either Billy or Teddy must have noticed. Which means the other will know in only a matter of time. They're sitting close to Sam. It's too crowded here.
But if she's going to be stupid, she might as well go all the way. Right, Bishop?
Kate steals another lingering kiss.] I was thinking, y'know, we could... move it, um, in the bedroom?
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Is that what you want?
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It's time for Kate to face her demons, too.
She nods.]
Yeah. Yeah, it is. [Kate bites her lip for a moment and glances away, feeling her cheeks flush a little.] Would you want it?
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So he inclines his head in agreement and offers her his hand.]
So. I take it this means you don't really want to watch the rest of the movie, then.
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Wow.]
It's Disney. We all know how it's going to end.
[And she's seen it before. More times than she can count. She'd rather end tonight with kisses of her very own. She grins and places her hand in his.]
C'mon.
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