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

[maiditoutalive]

[ Somewhere along the way the bottom fell out of her stomach, leaving her dizzy with lightness and anticipation that there will be another. In her eager attempts to meet him, to make it easier her feet have left the ground, her toes hovering a good half inch from the dirt, and she doesn't resettle when he pulls back from her. She doesn't take her hands away from his face.

But it's ridiculous. There's red lipstick smeared on his mouth and Aradia can't help giggling, so aware of the way her face has flooded with heat and she's blushing bright brick red, so ridiculous, so ridiculous. But it's fun, she just wants to laugh and pull him back in and she couldn't even begin to say if that's all due to the mistletoe above their heads that she hasn't even noticed, or if maybe she sort of wanted to all along, and never knew until there was something to push them forward. ]

How could I refuse?

[ There's already make up all over his face and hers, why not make it even worse? Her arms go around his neck (and a small voice in the back of her head wonders what the hell she's doing, he might be a god but he seems so human and will he think that's weird, too forward...) and she leans in to kiss him again, long and teasing. ]

[badnewsboy]

[it was like he was discovering something new, and experiencing something again for the first time. remember this feeling, he told himself, as he leaned in again, and her arms went around his shoulders. he fumbles a little with his hands, a little unsure of where to put them. in the end he gives up and one's at her back, the other on her waist, and he conveniently forgets about them.

the whole thing is a little mind-numbing, and enough to make him dizzy. he wonders if he's going to die, briefly, but the thought passes because they're kissing again. and it feels more natural to let his lips part, and to meet her with more confidence. it's still innocent and gentle, and relatively chase for the kind of kiss it is, but it lingers.]

[maiditoutalive]

[Once his hands settle at her back, and her waist, she knows its going to be all right. And luckily for them both, she has no fangs to get in their way or cut their lips; they can figure it out without any sort of danger. Slow and careful and soft, with her heart practically fluttering in her ribcage where they're pressed together, chest to chest. She hasn't been this close to anyone, this vulnerable, in oh so long. There could be a thousand people around them, and she wouldn't even notice.

In the end she has to ease herself back, unwilling to pull away entirely. When their lips finally break she kisses him again, swift and gentle, relaxing back into his hands as she slowly starts to unwind her arms from around his neck. Her hands find his shoulders, but her feet haven't touched back down yet, and she looks up at him from underneath her eyelashes looking for some sign of what to do.

And for the first time in a long time, Aradia doesn't know what to say, or what to do.]

[badnewsboy]

[as if he knew what to do after something like that. oh, by Odin's balls what was he supposed to do? he had never really been in this kind of situation before when he didn't think he wasn't going to die. last time Thor was there, leading an army into battle, which made a suitable distraction.

but around them were nothing but trees.

trees and grass.

luckily for him his mind kicks in from its momentary slumber and starts racing with possibilities. all of them range from "tell her she's pretty" "the grass sure is nice" "surprise!" "say something smooth" to "they should make assumptions about hot dog buns." what he wouldn't give for an interrupting Thor right about now for a good topic of conversation.]

I'm very smooth.

[he says, almost in awe with himself.

so that didn't come out of his mouth the same way he said it in his brain.]

[maiditoutalive]

[Poor Loki. Aradia's eyes go big for a moment, her eyebrows raising in surprise, her mouth falling into a silent oh- and then she falls back to earth, her feet connecting with a soft thump, and bursts out laughing.

It's not smooth in the least. It's not kind either, and she tries to cover up her mouth and keep it in check, but it's too late. Her head thumps against his shoulder, and she shakes, he's probably going to be so embarrassed but of all things to say that was so unbelievably, indescribably Loki that she can't make herself stop.]

Oh! [She says, gasping and giggling, patting his shoulder in sympathy.] Yes, except for that, you were doing so well until then.

[badnewsboy]

[luckily he's quite good at recovering his ego, it manages to damage him at all. there have been worse things said to him, and worse things said about him, and those had all cut far more deeply. this was nothing in comparison. this is simple to brush off, if he notices the cut at all.

he looks at her, quirking his lips, still wide-eyed. his face is covered with lipstick. he says, in and incredulous, scholarly tone, glancing about as she laughs at him.]

There are no Fire Giants! And they're not running after us! That is doing well!

[maiditoutalive]

[She shhhhhs at him, still giggling under her breath. They should probably try to wipe that off, somehow, it looks even more stunningly red on his pale face and so obvious how it got there. But it's almost hard to believe that they actually just did that. They kissed. Her stomach fills with butterflies just thinking about it.]

How lucky for us. I'm not sure I would have noticed if they had.

[Whoops that's flirting, isn't it?]

[badnewsboy]

[if it's there, he doesn't seem to notice. instead he just continues to talk with make-up all over his face.]

So I was smooth!

[maiditoutalive]

[Aradia rolls her eyes at him; boys. And she steps back to dig in her pockets for some Kleenex, to wipe away the smeared and blotchy red at her own lips, revealing natural black underneath.]

Are you having trouble believing it?

[badnewsboy]

[he runs a hand over his mouth and just smears the lipstick further. he does nothing for himself.]

I'm flawlessly confident. Though things like that usually don't happen to me unless I'm being chased by Fire Giants. Do you know how unpleasant it is to be chased by fire giants?

[a pretty lie, but one well executed in an amiable tone. it was hard not to say something about himself after that. he was still getting used to the idea that someone wanted to kiss him at all. the idea of friends, people trusting him, that was all still sinking in. the idea that he might be here to stay was sinking in.

and he offers her his arm.]

[maiditoutalive]

[She can only assume that kissing him has put him in a state of babbling shock, and so the best thing for her to do is let him get it out of his system. What do fire giants have to do with being smooth, or kissing an alien girl? Nothing, as far as she can tell. Unless he kissed a fire giant?

No it's probably more likely that his brain has temporarily come unhinged. Funny, she hadn't realized she could have that effect on people.]

I don't know, but I imagine it must be very unpleasant?

[She takes his arm. And, after a moment's hesitation, reaches to take his hand again, without fumbling it this time.]

[badnewsboy]

[fire giants were always a good topic of conversation.]

Luckily for us it doesn't happen much in this realm. We'll conveniently stay out of theirs.

[he looks a bit surprised when she takes his hand again, but settles pleasantly with their fingers woven. he's still feeling a little buzzed from the intimacy.]

[maiditoutalive]

[Too much, too soon? She doesn't know, and he doesn't shrug her off. And he offered! So it should be fine. It's nice, getting to hold someone's hand.]

I imagine it'd be difficult to reach from here. Where are we going, anyway?

[badnewsboy]

[and he still had lipstick on his face.]

I thought a leisurely stroll was in order.

[maiditoutalive]

[She's just going to let him figure it out on his own. He has to notice eventually, right?]

To take in the sights? I hadn't realized you were so fond of trees.

[badnewsboy]

[one would think, but his mind isn't necessarily there right now.

Trees? ...Oh yes, of course. The trees.]

They are very green. It's a change of scenery, and everyone needs one of those once in a while.

[maiditoutalive]

[Oh Loki. She squeezes his hand, trying to be reassuring; she can't tell if he's nervous or still in shock or what, and doesn't want to call him on it, in case it wounds his pride somehow. And she has to admit, if it were up to her to make the conversation and not just tease him about it, she's not sure how well she'd carry it off.]

I rarely saw this many trees before in my life or death, before coming here. I grew up on the plains. You had to go far, far away to find any jungles or forests that deserved the name.

[badnewsboy]

And now that you see them, what do you think?

[though if he were to admit it, it would be easier just to say that he wanted her company, and it didn't much matter to him where they were. they could be running from Fire Giants, and it wouldn't change his mind. well, maybe a little.]

[maiditoutalive]

I think it needs more booby traps and ruined temples. A couple of dangerously large snakes couldn't go amiss either.

[If it was just the plants, surely they've moved out of the radius of effect by now. And she still wants to be holding his hand, and that giddy, lightness of being feeling hasn't left her stomach. ]

[badnewsboy]

A heart that cries out for adventure. We could run from Fire Giants or large snakes, but we would need outback hats.

[he leads her up onto a fallen log so they can balance their way across it.]

With a log as a bridge.

[maiditoutalive]

[For once she doesn't cheat, and climbs up properly instead of simply floating her way up.]

I wouldn't worry about the hats, I have plenty. You know they just sell them in stores, here?

[badnewsboy]

[he helps her up, remembering his manners, holding her hand as they balance along the log.]

They don't sell them where you're from?

[maiditoutalive]

[Aradia thinks he's just looking for excuses to keep ahold of her hand; she could navigate this just as well as he could, if she needed to.]

Not the way you're thinking of, no. Young trolls grow up on Alternia, and all the shops and stores that you can visit yourself are with the adults, way out on ships and in colonies. We get allowances, according to your place on the hemospectrum, and then you can use them with some of the drones left behind to assist, to get schoolfeed modules and what you can't find or make yourself. I never had enough to buy things I didn't desperately need, like hats, so I had to wait until I found one for myself in one of the ruins I was excavating.

[Now that she thinks about it, did she ever really tell him she's pretty much lowest of the low, where trolls are concerned? She doesn't think she has.]

[badnewsboy]

[yes, and she could also float—that had definitely crossed his mind. but hand-holding was quite nice, even if he wouldn't say it out-right.

well that sounds completely different from anything that he's ever heard before. there were words in there that he could guess, but couldn't place. being Loki also came with being able to make things out enough to get a good idea of what was going on and then, if called for, bullshit appropriately. (this wasn't a bullshitting time, but it came with the territory.)]

I take it that whoever gifting you with this endowment found you lower on this Spectrum of Hemo.

[maiditoutalive]

[He's good at making her laugh unexpectedly, with little things like that. She squeezes his hand again, more to reassure any potential... something, on his part. Disappointment? Irritation, for what she has to say, even if she says it without bitterness?]

It's a caste system based on blood color, Loki. Did you not notice? There's one of us left for each possible tier, and rust is the lowest you can be and still have a place somewhere. [Said calmly, with nothing but a sort of indifferent acceptance; she's had her whole life to reconcile with this, even though she knows its a bunch of bullshit.]