7 Minutes in Heaven

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1. Comment with your character name/fandom/prefs in the subject line
2. Comment around, you're now trapped in a closet and must kiss whoever you're trapped with! It can be just a simple kiss on the cheek or something a little...more. It just has to last for at least 7 comments each!
3. You don't have to start right away. Build things up! It's more fun that way.
4. ???????
5. Profit~

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volkner | pokémon

[beacon]

[dawning]

[ Wait, when did Volkner have a closet in his gym. ]

[beacon]

[ since they decided he can have whatever he wants in his Gym as long as he stops breaking his city in the process...

But, man, he was not expecting this to happen when he decided to put a closet in. ]

[dawning]

[ Considering that his thing is all about electricity, why isn't there a single light bulb in this closet. Dawn's doing that slow shuffle when you can't see a thing with her arms stretched out like feelers and everything. ]

Is-- Is there a button we need to press or something?

[beacon]

I don't... exactly know.

[ ... cue awkward silence. ] I don't think so, though.

[dawning]

[ SHUFFLING TO A STOP, as she stares at where it sounds like he's standing at. ]

Then how are we supposed to get out?

[beacon]

.... It's kind of a long, awkward story. I think you'd rather wait here until somebody lets us out.

[dawning]

That's probably going to take a while.

[ She hasn't heard anyone come by, after all. ]

I think we have plenty of time.

[beacon]

It's a really dumb and mildly embarrassing story, though. [ aka he doesn't want people to think weirdly of him if he tells it... ]

[garchamp]

...Volkner, did you remodel your gym again?

[beacon]

Why does everybody always assume that?

[ probably because... it's almost always true. ]

[garchamp]

For one, you make a habit of it. For another, this closet wasn't here before. And for yet another, the door not opening is exactly the sort of puzzle I'd expect from you.

[beacon]

I was with you up until that last part, I prefer to make my puzzles a little less... claustrophobic. But to answer your question - no, I didn't.

[garchamp]

You could have been trying something new for a change.

But no, this really isn't your style, is it? Hmm... let's see if we can find the lights.

[beacon]

Yeah, let's. [ he reaches out blindly, hoping he doesn't accidentally whack Cynthia in the face, or something - that would just be terribly embarrassing... ]

[garchamp]

*Not her face, thankfully.* Volkner, that's my shoulder.

Well, at least I know where you are, now. But I haven't had any luck with a light switch yet. *Running her hand up and down the wall.*

[beacon]

... Ah. Sorry about that. [ there's a pause, and then - ] Hang on, I think I've got something on this side -

[ Wait, nope. That's definitely some sort of cleaning utensil, oops. ]

8D

[fiery_ambition]

[Nothing like spending some good quality time with your bestest bud. In a closet. A thankfully not-too-cramped closet.]

So uh... This is your gym and I've really gotta ask. What's the deal with locks in the closets? That's a pretty bad design flaw if you ask me...

[In the meantime, Flint's Infernape is busy trying to get the door open on the other side...]

... (gyay)

[beacon]

[ As long as nobody makes any jokes about being in the closet, Volkner can pretty much deal with this... ]

Well, I didn't think getting stuck in a closet was ever going to be a problem in my life. [ There is a pause as he stares pointedly in an accusing sort of way before he remembers oh hey, it's dark in this closet and neither of them can see that well. ] I was proved wrong.

>w< I couldn't resist.

[fiery_ambition]

[Oooh. I dunno how long that'll last.]

You should learn to think ahead! Or at least have closets that open from the inside.

[And he folds his arms behind his head.]

You hiding stuff that you don't want people to see in here or something? [With that idea, he begins to blindly shuffle through some stuff.]

I'm glad....!! i have yet to thread with a flint and this is v. exciting to me ;u;

[beacon]

Yes, I have a great number of illicit mops that I don't want people seeing. They might think less of me if they knew. [ speaking of which... ] Careful not to knock stuff over.

>w< I'm a little rusty, but glad to oblige! <3 Pardon me while I make things awkward. >:3

[fiery_ambition]

Illicit mops, huh? Mind hooking me up with one?

[He grins. Not that Volkner can see it, but it's very clear that he's grinning. It's in his voice.]

Aw. Now why would I do tha--!!

[And then... Too late! Stuff gets knocked over. The mops tumble over against some boxes which proceed to fall against Flint, who falls unceremoniously against Volkner with a surprised yelp.]

[beacon]

[ The force of Flint falling against him causes him to unbalance too, back hitting the wall of the closet at a rather awkward angle. It is not a terribly comfortable position, and he has to throw his arms out to grab onto whatever happens to be nearby to keep from falling on his ass completely. ]

... You're heavy. [ His voice might be a little strained from the exertion of holding himself up - ] Hey, mind getting off of me?

[fiery_ambition]

Nngh. Y-yeah... I'm workin' on it. [Flint pauses there for a moment to regain his bearings--since he's been tipped over against Flint, has a couple of boxes against his legs and is having a hard time moving so that he can stand up again.]

Pfft. I'm not that heavy. But these boxes are another story... What on earth to you keep in these things? [He reaches out with both hands against he feels the wall behind Volkner and then pushes himself up.]

[beacon]

No idea, it's been forever since I've opened them. Probably useless junk? [ he sighs and props himself up into a more comfortable position before realizing that oh, Flint is a lot closer than he thought. He almost jerks back reflexively, but his back's already against the wall. ]