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!

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[overdraws]

[ Allison's managed to escape her own imprisonment in her room; she's not going to let a little thing like mistletoe and kissing keep her trapped. Even if it was overzealous in it's attempt to get her to kiss someone.

She's marching through the corridor, intent on finding Sirius and getting him to fix this mess when she passes by Brad. She heads right past at first, only to stop, turn, and approach him slowly. ] Need help?

[makedo]

[ that had been brad's thought process as well: he wasn't about to let a little mistletoe stop him from going about his duties.

except look at him now. when she asks if he needs help, one of his eyebrows lifts sharply, though his tone isn't unfriendly. ] What's it look like?

[overdraws]

[ She shrugs a shoulder. She's friends with the king of sarcasm and dry wit, Brad, she's not going to take offense to anything. ] Maybe you like being tied up by mistletoe? I try not to judge.

[makedo]

It's not my favourite pasttime.

[ that'd be riding his bike or surfing, or maybe geeking out over a computer or blowing up bombs in people's gardens.

mistletoes definitely don't make the list. ]

[overdraws]

[ She grins at him a little, and decides against taking the obvious 'but it is a pastime' bait, and instead brushes right past sarcasm and dry wit into sincerity. And she has the decency to look sheepish about it, even!! ] So, I might have bad news. The only way to get rid of them is fire, and I don't have a lighter on me.

[makedo]

[ if there's one thing brad isn't going to do, it's ask for a kiss — or beg for help, really. same thing: he's got very definite opinions on all things related to sex, relationships and love, and kissing falls under that. it's good if it's either mutual or if he paid for it, but he's not going to give a woman any kind of power over him.

julie cured him of that idea damn well. ] Then I guess I'll have to ask you to come back later with one. [ a beat. ] I'm comfortable here anyway.

[overdraws]

[ Allison gives him a look that clearly shows she doesn't believe him. ] Are you sure? You don't look comfortable. Have they started biting you yet?

[makedo]

Something to look forward to. [ of course he's not comfortable, and that's with them not biting just yet. so far, the mistletoe is only holding him captive quite effectively. ]

[overdraws]

It's like getting bitten by a small dog. [ Allison knows this from experience. Both kinds. ] Are you sure you don't want me to kiss you? It should be enough to just do it on the cheek.

[makedo]

[ brad wouldn't mind a small, yapping dog so much, mostly because small yapping dogs he can kick. (he doesn't usually, but he could and that makes all the difference. right now, he can't reach the k-bar he's carrying with him and the m4 at his side is of little use, and so the power relations between him and the mistletoe are very different than they would be if it was a small dog instead.) ]

Well, if you're so desperate to do it, get your ass over here already. [ pretty please? ]

[overdraws]

[ The weapons wouldn't do him any good anyway, which is why Allison hasn't offered to cut him down despite the knives sheathed at her thigh. It'd probably only serve to get her caught as well. She's going to kiss him, he's a coworker and an acquaintance, but she raises her eyebrows at the idea that she's desperate. ]

I don't know if I'd go that far.

[ Even if he was kinda cute, in an older guy kinda way. She steps forward anyway, takes a breath. ] Ready?

[makedo]

[ "in an older gut kinda way" excuse you.

the insinuation that she's the desperate one makes it easier for brad to accept the fact that he's the one needing her help right now, even if it's patently untrue.

when she asks him if he's ready, he raises an eyebrow and instead of answering, leans down and captures her lips with his. ]

[overdraws]

[ Hey he's older and he's a guy what other way is there to describe it!!

She's clearly surprised when he kisses her though, because she doesn't know what she was expecting but it wasn't that. Not to say she's not into it, because she is-- he's not a bad kisser at all. She even reaches up to cup his face in her hands, and backs up from him when the mistletoe starts to recede, giving him a small grin. ] Better?

[makedo]

[ he's only 28, who u calling old!!

his age relative to hers aside, the kiss doesn't last overly long, but it's certainly not a bad one. it's been a long time since brad's last kissed anyone, or fucked anyone, and while he's not about to try and get allison into his bed, it's still — well, it feels good and there's no denying that, no matter how much he might wish that there was.

at least she's grinning, and so he allows his lips to pull up into a smirk as well. ] Much obliged. [ could be confirmation that yeah, that's better, or it could be sarcasm. his tone doesn't give an indication either way. ]

[overdraws]

You're welcome. [ She says, not too sarcastically. ] If you ever need rescuing again, let me know.

[makedo]

I'm not in the habit of it. [ but he likes the sarcasm she displays, so there's that. ]

[overdraws]

[ She grins. ] Too bad. You gonna be okay?

[ Allison technically has a patrol to get back to, after all. ]

[makedo]

My fragile ego will just about recover. [ is said with a snort. brad colbert's ego is, after all, anything but fragile. ]

[overdraws]

Thank god. I was really worried.

[makedo]

Aw, cute. [ his grin is a little twisted, tone somewhere between sarcastic and sardonic. ]

[overdraws]

If your ego can recover, I think the rest of you is probably okay, too? [ She's trying hard to be serious. It's not working out too well. ]

[makedo]

I'm not going to bleed out anytime soon. [ why is she lingering and hovering and worrying. it's unnecessary. ]

[overdraws]

Good. I don't want any of your shifts. [ She gives him another nod, and turns to head out, calling out over her shoulder: ] Let me know if anymore vicious plants attack, alright?

[makedo]

You'll be the first person I call if I'm in distress and need an extraction. [ it's not technically a lie, except like before, he wouldn't actually call anyone at all. ]

[overdraws]

[ She laughs, and throws him a wave, disappearing around the corner. ]