Seven Minutes In Heaven

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SCENARIOS 01) One In A Million | The other person is the only reason you agreed to play this game and now you have them right where you've hoped for all night! Get it, tiger. 02) Not My Type | This is hella awkward. Is it their voice? Attitude? Appearance? You just don't want those lips anywhere near yours. Seven Minutes In Heaven, more like Seven Minutes Of Nope. 03) Seventy Minutes | You're so involved in smooching that neither of you notices the door has been locked and everyone else has left the room! Not until it's too late. 04) Unrequited | Tell them how you feel (so many! emotions!!). Even if you're a little too enthusiastic and your love is unrequited you have seven minutes of smooching to do, as per game rules. You can't fail! 05) Seconds and Thirds | Some self-proclaimed funny man outside upped the stakes and now a third party has been shoved inside with the two of you. Make the most of it! (Three-way threads ahoy!) 06) Taken | One of you has a significant other and your seven minutes are spent smooching anyway. Oops. 07) Strangers in the Hangers | Hello there, Good Looking. Where has this hottie been all night? Who cares, now they're yours! 08) Long Lost Smooches | You haven't seen them in forever and didn't know they were going to be here tonight. Resolve that UST! 09) Party Pooper | One of those involved is upset because of #PartyShit and now they're trapped in a closet after getting dragged into playing a game they tried to avoid. Cheer them up? With kisses? Good plan. 10) Get A Room | Your seven minutes are up but neither of you wants to stop. Relocate to a spare room!

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[elementalshot]

Time to get creative then. Hold on.

[She grabs Jude's arm and abruptly hurls him off the edge. How romantic! But she's leaping off immediately after him and they fall for a good two seconds before a rush of wind catches them and pushes them upwards instead. They soar upwards a little more gently than they fell, light shimmering from the briefly used wind arte Milla conjured to help their momentum before Sylph heeded her call. That in combination with Sylph is more than enough to get them out of there in a hurry. She catches a hold of Jude's arm as they soar since it's easier for Sylph if he stays close to her.

This is probably mildly terrifying for Jude.

Milla, meanwhile, seems to find this hilarious. She's laughing quite thunderously all of a sudden.]

[spyrited]

Mill---AAAAAAH!

['mildly' is putting it, well, completely wrong. He's not sure what he's supposed to hold on to as she suddenly shoves him off the edge.

Is her creative plan to kill him so he can reincarnate as a spirit with her?

Below, the lights of the town are suddenly growing closer and closer. He shuts his eyes, too petrified to keep watching... and then he feels his body start to rise. Then there are hands on his arm and he opens his eyes again to see Milla floating next to him, laughing uproariously. At least he thinks she is. It's hard to hear anything with all of the wind, but she certainly looks like she's having a good time.

Jude, meanwhile, is too afraid to do anything at all. This is worse than the wyverns. At least then he could cling to Milla while entrusting his life in her hands.]

[elementalshot]

[What, he doesn't entrust his life to Sylph? ... Actually that's probably a smart idea. He likes to play a lot of pranks and Jude would probably be a target for them if Milla let him. But she doesn't and the Four would never disobey her. (Not outright, anyway.)

She is having a good time as flying with Sylph is one of her favorite things to do and it's been quite awhile since she got the chance. Her laughter is partially from the sudden rush of excitement it brings and a reaction to escaping that situation in such a rush. But poor Jude looks terrified so maybe it'd be wiser to find some solid ground.

They've been launched pretty far from where they started with the manor back in sight. Well, it's roof is since they're moving over it. The view behind Driselle's manor is apparently a large garden complete with a fountain, many flowers and a maze hedge. It's not a section of the palace Milla has seen before but it seems as good a place as any to return to the ground. At least within the manor's property there was less of a chance they'd get accosted by a guard. ... Hopefully.

So that's where they go and the descent is much gentler than the take off. She keeps hold of Jude's arm so he doesn't fall forward when their feet touch the paved walkway that winds through the garden. However she appears to still be laughing even as the wind dissipates and drops her hair back down around her shoulders.]

I'm sorry. You should've seen the look on your face. [All right well maybe her laughter was mostly induced at his expense and had less to do with the excitement.]

[spyrited]

[The look is still on his face. He's kind of involuntarily shaking, too, which makes it a bit difficult to balance.

...it's a moment before he can reply.]

I don't really want to see.

[elementalshot]

[Okay, okay... she isn't laughing as much now.] Sorry. It was the only viable way out. It probably wouldn't be good for your reputation to get arrested for trespassing. You shouldn't worry, I wouldn't have let you actually fall.

[Milla no that doesn't matter because being thrown off the ledge from that height would scare anyone.]

[spyrited]

I know you wouldn't. [He does know she wouldn't. He trusts her completely. It's just that sometimes she's a little too enthusiastic, and doesn't understand human limits. Whiplash is a thing, after all.] And you're right, I don't want to get arrested. But if you told me what you were doing I would've jumped with you.

[that would have been mildly less terrifying.]

[elementalshot]

Hmm. I guess the thought never crossed my mind. I thought it easier just to act and explain later. [As per usual, really. At least she looks apologetic?]

I'll make it up to you next time. [Preferably by not throwing him off the top of a windmill.]

[spyrited]

[what next time, Milla... He's going to avoid high date spots for a while.

But Jude's finally calmed down, and even cracks a smile.]

You know, I never had any trouble with the law until I met you.

[elementalshot]

[But how come??? She promises she won't throw you off any more ledges.

That makes her laugh a bit. Okay that was true but...] This time was entirely on you. [But all the other 62+ times were probably her. Probably. They were.]

[spyrited]

Maybe so, but I learned from the best.

[no one does reckless quite as well as Milla does.]

[elementalshot]

Is that so? Maybe I was a terrible influence on you after all. [she says with a mirthful tone. She knows he'd argue otherwise but sometimes she worried if she inadvertently closed a lot of potential doors for him. He had been a simple medical student after all. He could have gone that route before she literally dropped out of nowhere into his life.

Then again after his words (and actions) tonight maybe there was no cause for concern. He seemed quite set on this path too.

She glances back toward the manor and then back at him, pointing towards it.] Should we go back? It's quite late now. You can stay in my room with me if you'd like. [She means this in the most innocent way possible. Of course he was free to return to his own room (the manor was certainly big enough for everyone to get their own rooms) and there was always what their friends might say if they caught them but... she didn't really feel like parting with him yet.]

1/2

[spyrited]

Of course not. You're the best thing that's happened to me, Milla, and I don't mean that to sound corny. [even though it does.]

I'm pretty sure without you I'd just have.... kept drifting, and never found anything meaningful to do. And that's only if I didn't wind up drafted into the army and getting killed. [because honestly as a gifted doctor in the Fennmont of the time, that was a distinct possibility.

But dwelling on what-ifs too much wasn't really a good idea. Lately, they'd had too many what-ifs shoved into their face whether they wanted to think about them or not.] But going back is fine with me --

[spyrited]

[and then of course, Milla says that. Jude freezes, his face beet red.]

What?

I mean.... [no he still means the same thing.] What?

[he's completely certain she meant it innocently

but he's a teenage boy his mind jumped to places he can't escape now]

[elementalshot]

[She does frown some at the thought. If they had never met... how different would the world be now? And how different would they be as people? She can't imagine... although maybe she can in some ways thanks to her experience looking through the other Milla's eyes. She still didn't know her story but it had been clear that Milla had not met the Jude of her dimension. And sadly Milla is unaware why... though that might be for the best.

Corny or not his words are meaningful to her. She's proud to be the one to inspire his will.

... Anyway, that sure is an interesting reaction there, Jude.] No good? [Did she say something weird...? He's blushing so hard.] I can go back to your room instead if that's better. [No Milla that's not... quite........ any better.]

[spyrited]

N-no. It's not that, um...

[does he explain, or let it go? He doesn't want to make this even more awkward... especially since he doesn't want to say goodnight and leave her, either. He's just going to stay a blushing mess for a while if he says yes and he knows it.]

It's fine with me either way, Milla.

[elementalshot]

[....? Jude r u ok.....

Admittedly it's kind of adorable that he's so flustered all of a sudden. She just wished she understood why. But that's enough agreement for her so she'll just stick to her original destination. So she nods and heads back toward the manor along the stone path. She can see her room from here anyway as it has a nice balcony. And also she left a light on inside it.

There are two guards to the back door entrance to the manor but they pay the two no mind as they go past. They're faces are familiar around here nowadays. Once inside Milla can still hear the voices of their friends elsewhere and she's surprised they haven't wondered where the two of them went. Or grew concerned when they found the door busted down.

But it works in their favor for now so she continues to lead the way up the stairs and to the last room down the hall that has been designated as hers. The only evidence that she's been in here is the light and the open book on the bed.]

Driselle said she gave me the room with the most books. [Indeed the bookcase against the wall is gigantic, but...] A lot of them I've already read. [A pause as she stares at him.] Are you going to be okay? [His face is so red...]

[spyrited]

I'm fine.

[Now he really feels bad about not explaining, but there's literally no way he sees that he can without coming across as some kind of sleazy guy like Alvin. That's definitely not the impression he wants to give Milla.

Jude mentally kicks himself. It was just a platonic invitation. From the girl he was making out with five minutes ago. He... can totally deal with this situation maturely.]

...Really, Milla. Thanks for inviting me.

[but yes, this room does look like Milla. He wanders over to check out the title of the book she'd been reading at....]

[elementalshot]

[Well... if he's sure. He still seemed kind of embarrassed. Maybe it was rude to invite someone to your room on a first date? (Was... it really the first though?)

Whatever the reason she smiles when he thanks her.] Don't mention it. [It might be a little selfish to continue to keep Jude all to herself but... she hadn't been willing to part ways and rejoin the group. The dynamic was different when they had to be around the others.

Her discarded book is entitled Passionate Poetry Throughout History: The Evolution of Love Through Words. Of course. Though that seems to be on par with Driselle's style of books too if one thinks about it.]

[spyrited]

[How can she read stuff like this and not get the implications of inviting a man into her room...

(And no, it's not really their first. It's just the first date that they realize is a date.)

He's not really sure what to do with himself now, so he fidgets a little, then moves to take a seat in one of the armchairs.]

So, um... [...] Is that book any good?

[elementalshot]

[That is truly one of the greatest mysteries of the times...

She picks up the book and snaps it closed.] It isn't bad. Humans try very hard to express their feelings and romantic experiences in words. [But, as she found out today, there were none that adequately described it in the end.]

Actually I picked it up to see if any of Rowen's poetry was in here. I'm still quite curious about that. [But aren't they all really. She sits on the edge of the bed across from him.] Unfortunately no luck.

[spyrited]

I really shouldn't be, but I'm curious too. I did hear a rumor once that they have a copy at Orda Palace. Maybe we should pay it another visit sometime?

[elementalshot]

[She chuckles and gives a small nod.] That sounds like fun. ["It's a date!" as they say. Which she thinks about saying herself and then seems to decide against it.

Instead she stands back up and wanders over to the bookshelf to put the book away. She pauses as she does so, eyes lifting to something on a slightly higher shelf.]

Jude, have you read all of Howe's works?

[spyrited]

Yeah, of course. Well, the well-known ones are required reading...

[he's kind of a big deal in Rieze Maxian scientific circles, after all.]

[elementalshot]

[She lifts her hand toward the row of books by him that are on the shelf. There are quite a few of them but... they're very common books so that isn't surprising.]

Knowing what we do now I suppose I'm wondering why he never mentioned Celsius by name.

[spyrited]

That's a good question. But there's a lot we still don't know about them. How did Celsius become a spirit fossil in the first place? It's possible Howe never wrote about her because she was being hunted by somebody, and that eventually killed her. The other possibility is that Howe's books were censored later, because the knowledge of Celsius was seen as somehow too dangerous.