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bakerstreet2013-12-07 05:37 pm
mapsincolor) wrote in bakerstreet2013-12-07 05:37 pm
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The Mistletoe Meme
Oh no, mistletoe!
SHOOT. Who put that there?! Well, you’re caught - pucker up!
How to Play
- Post your character and canon in the subject line
- Next person who responds is the one you’re caught under the mistletoe with!
- Go as awkward, sweet, or embarrassing as you like! (Quick cheek peck? Full French? Sure! But you have to kiss or the Nargles will get you!)
- Comment, Tag, and catch others under the mistletoe. Have fun!
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I can tell you from many years of experience that the best way to kill a witch or a wizard is to set their ass on fire. So no, I'm not afraid.
[She then moved to walk around him, making it a point to gently brush her arm against his as she passed.]
Glad you prepared the space, actually.
[A joke of her own. Maybe. She'd probably do well not to provoke him with thinly-veiled threats, but she's never been one to mind her P's and Q's with a person of magic.]
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[He lets her brush past him; there was no need for it, there's an abundance of space, but she's clearly in a mood to play with more than the aforementioned fire. Rod lets his gaze linger on the curve of her ass in her dress, letting the heat of his gaze do his talking.
She's feisty, and he wants her, but taking is no fun. No, she has to give.]
Sweetheart, I know you don't think I'm stupid enough to work anywhere you've prepared. Your exploits aren't exactly a secret among those of us with power.
Apologies, life swallowed me!
[A lie. More often than not, the notoriety she and Hansel have among magic types made their jobs more difficult rather than easier. She's surprised no one at the party had caught on, but then again, this is a house of dimwitted demons rather than witches and warlocks. Save for Mr. Pureblood, of course.]
That said, I don't think you're stupid at all. [She turns to face him before moving to sit on the arm of the reading sofa.] Actually, the fact that you don't trust me goes to show how smart you are. And really, I hope you don't think I'm stupid enough to recruit a stupid wizard. I mean, I love a handsome man as much as the next woman, but honestly...
Life is prone to doing just that. <3
[Notoriety is correct; he knew precisely who she was and what she did the moment she made contact. He hadn't expected her to be attractive to him - attractive, yes, but not attractive to him. Rod usually likes his women a little more ladylike in their presentation... but he still wants her.
He does like a little bit of danger in his women, too.]
But thank you. [He doesn't bother hiding his perusal of her figure as she sits, sparing a quick glance for the copying process before returning to linger on the curve of her hip. He has no shame in displaying interest, even when it's double-edged.] I really hate to be judged on my looks and not my abilities.
Unfortunately.
At least for the time being.]
Don't thank me, thank Merlin. Or whatever entity you pray to, because if you weren't smart, this would be a different scenario entirely.
[Meaning, they wouldn't be here and she wouldn't tolerate him staring at her like a starved dog after a steak. Although, her tolerating it now says more about her than she'd ever care to admit. She shifts under his gaze in a way that exposes her thigh through the slit of her dress. Whether it's a show of skin or a show of arms is anyone's guess.]
I don't think I've seen the full range of your abilities, though. Unless kissing and copying books are the extent of what you have to offer.