Event Log - Mistletoe

[lucetimods]

Who: E'eryone
What: Mwah Mwah Hanky Panky
When: December 26th - January 1st
Where: E'erywhere
Summary: Mistletoe has once again cropped up in Luceti. It's time to kiss!
Rating: Anything about PG-13, take it off-comm.

Comments

[niceguypose]

[He steps back, shocked when the doors open; likely expecting enemies on the other side. But there's no one there, and he de-tenses with a sheepish smile, as he prepares to hop on out of the elevator.]

Yes, it seems it is. Now, we can depart from this elevator in peace.

[medicalpunch]

[His sheepishness over attacking the elevator makes her giggle; it's normal, it's something that isn't influenced by any outside factors. It's something that might've happened on a normal day. And as such, it's oddly comforting.]

That's right. It's letting us go, just like that.

I'll see you around, okay?

[niceguypose]

[Normal. Yes, good, normal. That's the way things should be, right?

He looks towards her for a moment, as if trying to find some words. The way that kiss felt...

But then ultimately, he gives a stoic nod.]

That's right. Sakura-san... [He gives a thumbs up.] I will see you later!

[medicalpunch]

We're still on for training tomorrow, right?

[It's normal, something of a refuge -- besides, when it comes to strength training, Lee's a genuinely good teacher. She enjoys their sessions.]

[niceguypose]

Ah! Of...

[And then he manages a smile.]

Of course! As long as you would like to train with me... It would be my honor!

[medicalpunch]

Usual time, then, Lee-sensei? [She's trying a little too hard to be normal; it shows. But she is trying.]

[niceguypose]

[The amount of trying is very surprising to Lee. Alon with his usual flusteredness at being called a sensei. He stammers slightly as he gives a thumbs up.]

Sakura-san... You can count on it! [A thumbs up.] My number one pupil!

[Maybe it really can be like nothing has changed.

Even if the ghost of that tingling sensation in his lips still begs otherwise.]

[medicalpunch]

[The thumbs up earns him a bright smile -- there we go, back on easy ground.]

Yes sir!

[But just before she turns to head toward her apartment, her tongue darts out against her lower lip -- taste and sensation clinging long after the kiss. She can pretend it's all over and done with, but it's not that easy, is it?]