Now Kiss!

[unheiring]

Who: The Entire (Adult*) Population of the Grove
What: Spin the Bottle Round Three
When: Somewhere in Magic Month
Where: The Inn Lobby
Warnings: Magic will probably go haywire because what's funnier than your emotions spiking and making your windy magic go woosh

*Younger muses can set up their own Spin the Bottle behind the Inn or whatever. Be some punk little rebels I don't care, I'm not your dad.

After two months of terror, it's time for a little whimsy — or so Luca Aurelius says, at least. And since Ain is a perpetual bad influence on him, Luca defaults to the most menacing game he knows: spin the bottle.

The rules are simple, plop down in the middle of a circle and get comfortable. Or maybe you got roped into this by a friend and now you're trying to put on a brave face? Either way, it's time to wait: the bottle will land on you eventually, right?. At that point, the rules are simple: kiss!

You can be brave about it and lock lips, or something mildly more. Or if you're trying to play it cool, a kiss on the hand or cheek should suffice. Luca isn't really enforcing any strict rules. The bastard isn't even playing, what the hell.

(Or, to put it all simply and break the fourth wall: drop your character. Add a little description about their behavior/demeanor prior to the kiss, if you want. Then, wait for someone to tag you, while you do some tagging out of your own! Spinning the bottle is a mutual affair, after all. Just remember to take any escalations off comms and to your inboxes, you fucking menaces)

Hope you're ready to resolve some of that tension you've been ignoring!

Comments

[kingincognito]

[ And it's that surprising sweetness that throws Joshua off entirely. In an instant, all traces of bravado are wiped away, replaced entirely with wide eyes and raised eyebrows and the faintest tinge of pink dusting around the smattering of scales on his cheeks. He hadn't expected that at all. He'd anticipated roughness, perhaps teeth, not--

And then his fingers alight with fire, and he jerks back, gasping as he tries to shake the flame out. ]

Founder--

[sirensinger]

[ Poor Joshua. If River didn’t look cheeky enough over the fact something as simple as a chaste kiss has him blushing, he looks delighted over the fact Joshua is apparently spontaneously combusting over it?

He starts laughing before he can quite manage to bite it back. Unafraid, he reaches out to snag Joshua's flaming fingers and… is evidently going to push his luck by bringing those fingers to his lips and giving them a water-infused kiss. Joshua had mentioned kissing hands. ]

Careful. I know there’s a tailor in town, but mending singes is probably harder than it sounds on paper.

[kingincognito]

[ Poor Joshua, indeed. He just continues to get hit with unexpected thing after unexpected thing. For a moment, he is concerned about River touching the clearly on-fire skin of his hand - his magicks may not burn himself, but they will certainly burn others, surely. But the sizzle of water against flame makes his concern hesitate. River doesn't seem to be bothered at all. ]

... and I know that there are healers in town, but you should still take caution when it comes to fire.

[ Not that he's, uh. Trying to take his hand back or anything. But at least the flames are abating? ]

[sirensinger]

[ River simply smiles. He is incredibly used to weathering flames far hotter than this, though he has little doubt that Joshua could drum up his own destructive heat if push came to shove. Rather than continuing to put his lips at risk, he shifts to covering Joshua's fingers with his own hand.

It was far easier to direct the water this way without running the risk of it splashing a reaction back onto either one of them. ]

Concerned about me? A little burn would hardly put me out of commission.

[kingincognito]

[ Well, the water is certainly doing what it does best! The prolonged contact with the fire on his fingers, magic though it may be, does put it out quite well. Joshua is at least thankful for that. ]

Still, I do not wish to harm unintentionally. Or undeservedly.

[ Because for all of his quirks, River has been kind in his own way. He doesn't deserve injury by the Phoenix's fire. ]

You seem as though you're having a good time, at least.

[sirensinger]

[ Satisfied with his efforts, River withdraws his hand and finally looses Joshua from both his hold and his obligation to remain near. If Joshua ultimately decides to flounce away and partake in the game yet again, River would not begrudge it.

There's a softer grin still present on his face, though. The corners of his face dimple just enough to be visible through his scales. ]

Softie. I did kill you, in case you've already forgotten. And if you have, I'll be more heartbroken by that than anything else!

[ He winks, to make certain it's obvious he's joking. ]

I like games like this. They remind me of simpler times.