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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[righteously]

[There's no stopping that cocky smirk that tugs at his lips at her small smile. He knows that smile, it's the smile of a job well done. Though he's not nearly as big of a flirt as he was in his younger days, apparently he's got enough of it left in him to throw in an audacious wink as well.]

Any time.

[The mistletoe releases it's hold on them, which means they're free to go. Considering he's definitely not gonna try and make this any bigger of a deal than it's gotta me, he's eager to make his escape on that note. He flashes her a quick and tight smile, edging out of the doorway.]

Take care.

[He says absently, intent on making a swift exit toward the kitchen.]

[mindtricks]

You too.

[ the "take care" bit, not necessarily the "any time", though it was far from unpleasant to have kissed him, or to be kissed as the case may be.

she doesn't stop him from walking away, instead turning and continuing on her way as well. ]