quietmounds | (no subject)

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WHAT Christmas in July
WHERE Every-fucking-where
WHEN Day 141 & 142

[IT'S THAT TIME OF YEAR. It's . . . well, time doesn't really work well here anyway, but it's been 'a while' since the last 'festive activities' so that's what's happening, right here, right now.

It's still warm enough for shorts and t-shirts, but there's also big fat snowflakes falling from the sunny sky, making piles of it that are pleasantly cool and don't seem to melt. Skating rinks! Palm trees and cacti decorated with pretty sparkly lights! Do we even have those? We do today.

Besides that, you can do whatever you want to, to get into the #mood:

Mistletoe? Mistletoe for kissing, for cuddling, for whatever?
Mysterious gifts with your name on them that turn out to be a long-lost item from your childhood?
Blankets that you get trapped under until someone joins you in there to cuddle?
[insert your fun here]

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[chuckling to himself a few times more but going with the flow, staying close to her and moving]

What's so funny?

[still dancing]

Your moves? —Naw, just feelin' good. Don't sweat it.

[what a brat!! she does go to swat him upside the head at that first remark, but not hard even if it connects, and she still seems relaxed and happy even if she's shaking her head at him.]

Ow! What the hell?

[hands going to her waist, though. keeping an eye on the enemy, ok ok]

"My moves." Yeah, okay.

[but she links her wrists behind his neck, look, no more smacking]

[sssside glance, that is perfect smacking location. but seems okay with this, idk]

Damn, girl, why so serious?

This is just my face.

[except she is smirking again a little now, oops]

Really? Damn. I mean, it's cute. But too much of this going on.

[imitates a frowny scowl >:(]

That's what every girl looks like around assholes who tell them to smile more.

[straight up snorts then looks up so he is not laughing right in her face, but totally loud and obnoxious, not coming down for a minute until he sighs]

Shit, that was savage. You been sitting on that awhile?

No. It doesn't take that long to think up a basic true statement.

[stepping back from him a bit, still moving with the music but hands off again]

[hands are up, no fight, and rubbing his chin as he works that over]

Got your point. Kind of felt it somewhere near my jugular but, yeah, I got it.

[quirks her eyebrows but... fine, refrains from kicking his ass at this particular moment in time]

Good.

[he knows each dislocation is some kind of love]

Am I out of time out yet?

[makes a small "come here" gesture with his hands???]

[that's optimistic of him]

For now.

[she does saunter closer, taking her time about it though]

I'd say I will try to make the next time worthwhile, but I don't either of us really want that.

[letting the lady have her time but will go right back to her hips when she has hands on him]

Yeah, I'll pass.

[patting his cheek]

[laughs]

Cool. Don't need no reason to try and figure out how to keep people dead here.

Smart boy.

[draping her arms around his shoulders again]

Did go to college.

[just doing some chill dancing, letting the moment breathe]

[chill dancing is really the best way to let her wind down from being ready to kick his ass, anyway]

[after awhile, casually going to lower his head and give her a small kiss]

[oh IS he now. sigh. after that "why so serious" stuff he doesn't deserve kisses, but Valkyrie certainly deserves his mouth to be put to better use than talking, and she already sort of let the moment to toss him out a window for this offense slide. so her eyebrows go up, but she allows the kiss, for now, tilting her face up.]

[lasts for the briefest moment and going back to dancing]