imma be very reluctantly under the mistletoe - OPEN

[doggedly]

CHARACTERS: EVERYONE and ANYONE
LOCATION: EVERYWHERE and ANYWHERE there is mistletoe growing!
WARNINGS: lighthearted smooching thanks to some growling mistletoes - if it gets any heavier, mark your comments please!
SUMMARY: in the wake of Space Christmas, mistletoe plagues the hallways of the TQ. the mistletoe is semi sentient. some sprigs have eyes. some sprigs have eyes and mouths with teeth. some sprigs bite, some just growl, some whip tendrils of mistletoe toward you and keep you in the doorway until you get your kiss. this catch-all log is designed to facilitate any mistletoe threads you might want to play out. kiss people! get stuck! rescue people! tag in, tag around, do your thing!


start your mistletoeing below!

Comments

[blackmagus]

Little old me? Nonsense.

[Fortescue tries very hard not to think of the other definitions of dangerous, which she qualifies for in spades, and mostly succeeds. She busies herself with untangling her arm and leg from the mistletoe, instead, and grinning.

At least there was no need to light anything on fire. Apparently she needs to ensure that Jazz doesn't walk ahead of her, now.]

[nutsaboutscans]

Yeah, little old you.

[He works on getting his legs free, glancing up at her with a smile.]

Better watch Jazz when he walks through doorways.

[blackmagus]

It looks like he's going to stay behind me for a while.

[She takes a few healthy steps back from the mistletoe.]

Is anyone removing this stuff? It beats me on the dangerously awkward scale.

[nutsaboutscans]

As far as I know, Sirius Black was working on it. What he's doing, I have no idea.

[blackmagus]

[Ah! The young man who'd made her a googly eye. Well then.]

It does make things... interesting.

[Fortescue's still grinning. Getting tied up in mistletoe with John isn't exactly the waste of a half hour.]

In a not entirely unpleasant way.

[nutsaboutscans]

[He laughs.] No, not entirely. It's a good break from getting attacked or creepy murals.

[blackmagus]

[She chuckles quietly.]

It says something about this ship that magical, growling mistletoe is nothing too terrible, I think.

[nutsaboutscans]

It does. [He sniffs, like Jazz is getting to him.] Were you on your way somewhere? I don't want to hold you up.

[blackmagus]

Nowhere in particular. Just walking.

[Trying not to feel paranoid about something happening. And then... She shakes her head.]

What about you?

[nutsaboutscans]

Oh, I have SEC duties later, but I was just wandering. I get kind of restless nowadays.

[blackmagus]

Restless?

[Fortescue cants her head slightly to the side, glancing up and down the corridor. Mostly to see if there's any visible mistletoe in the area, or if there's just the one plant.]

Waiting for something to happen?

[nutsaboutscans]

No, not exactly. More... I can't keep my mind off things.

[blackmagus]

[She smirks, just ever so slightly.]

Well, I hope I helped you get your mind off of things for a little bit, at least.

[nutsaboutscans]

Definitely. [He says with a smile.] At least the mistletoe is entertaining.