The Mother of All Logs

[steelweb]

WHO: Anyone and Everyone
WHAT: All the kissin's
WHEN: Dec 16 - 18
WHERE: Wherever you want!
WARNINGS: Affection, freak-outs, possible R ratings


Ok! Here is the post for collecting all your kissing logs! If you want to do individual Network posts and then lead in to kissing that way, that's fine, but if you're looking to do a straight up log, this is the place to do it. That way we don't flood the community with all the log posts.

Instructions:

1. Post your character's name. One reply per character so that they're all neatly organized.
2. When you tag to a character's thread, put your participating character's name in the subject line.
3. ???
3a. Feel free to edit the post tags to include your character name for easier activity reporting
4. PROFIT!

Comments

ANITA BLAKE

[animator]

Confirmed Kisses:

Loki (MCU)
Charles
Dante
Jin
Sirius
Clint
Kate

Kate Beckett {amnensiac}

[themuse]

[Kate had decided to go for a walk. She'd taken the time to check out some of the island, hoping that it would glean something about who she was or what any of them were doing there, but it hadn't helped much. She paused in front a small shop, examining it carefully in hopes that something about it would trigger any memory, but she was still at a loss.

Her eyes landed on the little plant above her head, hanging from the awning of the shop. She narrowed her eyes at it, suspicious, and bit her lip pensively.]

[animator]

[A walk to clear her head after the events of the past several days seemed to be the perfect way to spend her morning. Anita had been unable to bring herself to stay inside the apartment despite a need for quite. She had never been a "sit around and stew" kind of girl.

Out on the streets, however, there seemed to be enough trouble going around that turning around and heading back home was starting to feel like a much better choice.

Well. She had never been very good at following anyone's advice, even her own.

She spotted Kate as she continued to make her way down the street, offering her partner a quick smile and a brief wave as she slowed to a stop, unaware of the sprig of mistletoe hanging above them as she joined her at the shop's entrance.]

Kate! What are you doing downtown?

[And why did she have to bite her lip that way? It was oddly attractive.]

[themuse]

[Kate turned her head, smiling. She knew the girl and her name wasn't exactly a surprise - she and Sheska had gleaned their names from their respective phones, at least. What she hadn't noticed before was how ridiculously attractive the woman was. It caught her off guard and it took her a moment to answer.]

Uh... Just clearing my head. Trying to get my bearings on this place. I guess I was hoping it'd trigger a memory or... something.

[animator]

Sounds a whole lot like what I've been doing.

[She smiles grimly, having grown incredibly tired of this memory loss business.

Why couldn't she take her eyes off Kate's smile? She steps closer, not quite sure what her own intentions are, but her own smile warms and grows more genuine.]

Would you like some company for a bit?

[themuse]

[Kate can feel her heart rate pick up when the woman approaches her. She wonders why she didn't notice this over their video conversations, but maybe it was her proximity that was making all the difference. Or maybe, Kate hoped, it was triggering some kind of memory after all?]

Yeah, I would. [She wets her bottom lip with the tip of her tongue subconsciously.] Hey, do you think... We knew each other? Before?

[animator]

[It's entirely possible that they had some connection before their memories were wiped. If the way Anita's cheeks were beginning to warm was any indication, there was a good chance that they knew each other quite well, in fact.]

It makes sense, doesn't it? The island's not very big.

[But the real question isn't if they know each other. Anita glances down briefly, taking a moment before looking back at Kate, locking eyes.]

Safe to assume we're friends?

[themuse]

[Kate's breath hitches in her throat with that look, and she tries to find the strength to nod.]

Maybe. Maybe... More than friends.

[She not really sure where that came from, and her cheeks flush in embarrassment.]

[animator]

[Anita's not quite sure, either, but...]

You're getting that feeling, too?

If this is all right?

[dontmindmepleasecontinue]

[ooc: And if so, would you prefer during or after the memory event?]

Very very all right! <3

[animator]

[Entirely up to you! I'm good with either!]

I'm gonna go with after, then. So this is not a first for either of them

[dontmindmepleasecontinue]

[Walking down main street, Koizumi was looking very distracted and pensive. What's more, somewhere along the way he had amassed an impressive number of lacerations and bruises, a particularly nasty cut running the length of his left cheek. He ignored them, though, deep in thought and seeming to study only the ground beneath him.

That was how it was that he quite literally ran into Anita under a small awning where the first few leave of a sprig of mistletoe began to unfurl themselves over their heads.]

Sounds like a plan!

[animator]

Hey, watch it!

[It was an impulse to protest upon collision, even though it took two to have such a run-in. Anita herself had been rather distracted, too absorbed in her own thoughts to pay much attention to where she was going. In her defense, it had been a heavy week. Widespread memory loss, which had been supremely irritating, and now all of this kissing business.

She steadied herself, shaking her head.]

Sorry, it's my fault, too. You all right?

[By now, she should have been on the alert for ninja sprigs of mistletoe. Rather than look up for any sign of the offending weed, however, she reached out to uncharacteristically touch her fingers to the stranger's shoulder, softening.]

Looks like there's no harm done.

[dontmindmepleasecontinue]

Ah, my apologies! I should have been paying more attention!

[He looked uncharacteristically startled by their sudden run in. It had been a tough week for both of them; if he had lost his memories for much longer, it could have literally meant the end of the world, and this weighed upon his.]

Yes, I am just fine, thank you. And you?

[He must have been very out of it to not recognize the mistletoe's initial effects, but at her touch he simply placed his own hand atop hers, giving her a broad smile as he unconsciously took a step towards her.]

[animator]

[She smiled warmly, almost coyly, a smile she never would have dared to offer a stranger under normal circumstances.]

Oh, I've had worse days.

[And then, as though it were the most natural thing in the world, she closed the distance between them and leaned in to press her lips against his, as though they had done it a thousand times before and it was all but second nature.]

[dontmindmepleasecontinue]

[He stepped into the kiss, returning it softly and comfortably but with passion. One arm naturally found her cheek, while the other worked its way around her back to draw her closer. He felt an intense closeness to her, a familiarity that was beyond anything rational.

Though some portion of his mind noted what was happening to them, he ignored it. He'd been through enough in the past few days to be able to just accept what life threw his way and just go with it. That's what he was good at anyway - to be honest, even the portion of him that realized what was happening wasn't particularly bothered by it.]

[animator]

[She only allowed the kiss to break when she felt the need to resurface for air, and even then, she allowed one hand to remain on his shoulder, the other dropping to rest against his waist.

Wait, did she even know his name?

She felt her cheeks flush slightly. Any other day, she would have jumped back and put as much space between them as possible. At the moment, she was quite comfortable where she was.]

And the day continues to improve.

WITHOUT amnesia

[alwaysimpure]

"Wotcher, Anita!"

Maybe he should just stop walking places. Just stay at home until this was over.

On the other hand, honestly, there were worse fates than standing under a mistletoe with an admittedly hot and witty woman. In this case, he even remembered talking to her and everything. He even knew her name, which was a lot more than he could say for some of the kisses during his amnesia. Or during his wilder years, for that matter.

"Waiting for me?"

He casually glanced up at the mistletoe. Another benefit to knowing Anita at least a little bit, he was fairly certain they shared a sense of humor.

[animator]

Well, there were certainly worse people she could have been caught under the mistletoe with. At the very least, Sirius could probably be considered a friend as much as anyone else she'd taken the time to get to know in this place. She offered him a smirk in reply, raising an eyebrow.

"You really think very highly of yourself, don't you? Of course, I've been standing here all morning, hoping and praying that you would turn up to sweep me off my feet. What took you so long, Black?"

Their coping methods were similar, as far as she could tell. That was a plus.

[alwaysimpure]

"I'm just a realist."

It was an easy-going smile, although it didn't quite manage to reach his eyes the way it had before his memory came back. He could fake it well enough, but he was far from carefree and that sunk in even more when he realized how much better he had felt without knowing himself.

"I had to practice first, apparently."

He laughed, shaking his head and looking up at the mistletoe again.

"There's one way to cement a friendship."

[animator]

"Let's see if that practice paid off."

Later on, she would be severely annoyed at just how forward this whole mess had made her. She was normally incredibly direct, but not about this kind of thing. Not about anything that implied intimacy. That was way too personal.

Yet here she was, all the same, willingly stepping forward and offering Sirius a coy smile before she leaned in to kiss him, her hand resting against his jawline with her index finger slipping beneath his ear, the rest curling into his hair.

[alwaysimpure]

There had been a time when Sirius had been fairly easy with the snogging. Not quite as much so as he might have boasted in front of his friends, but enough to not have to exaggerate overly much.

Things had changed though, they had changed completely and would never be the same. It had been a lot easier to kiss people while he didn't remember all of that.

Nevertheless, he still managed, for now, to push all that away and just kiss her, even if he kept his hands to himself more than he might have normally, fingers tangled in her curls, but his other hand abandoning the movement half-way through as he wanted to reach for her hip.

[animator]

She was grinning from ear to ear by the time the kiss broke, though she didn't bother to pull away, her lips still hovering close to his own. It was safe to assume, she felt, that this particular kiss would rank high on her list of encounters, though as soon as the thought occurred to her, she shook her head and took half a step back.

"That... keeps happening."

[alwaysimpure]

Sirius gave a lock of her hair a light tug before letting go, licking his lips and then arching an eyebrow.

"That you kiss the man of your dreams?" He asked, modestly, smirking and hoping they could just fall back into their pattern of easy teasing. He was comfortable with that, for the most part.

[animator]

His attempt to keep the mood light was appreciated, and earned him a smirk in reply. With others, she had felt on edge after giving in to those mistletoe-inspired whims, but Sirius made it easy to relax, to play it off like nothing out of the ordinary had happened at all.

"Yeah, exactly that," she informed him. "You're the third 'man of my dreams' I've kissed today. What's a girl to do, I ask you?"