[Mingle Post] Holidays

[passingmod]

Who: Everyone! Open to All
What: Holiday Mingle Log
When: the holiday season
Where: Locations in comments, or add your own.

Tonight, dreams take the form of the winter holidays. Everything is imagined in grand scale, from a winter wonderlandscape to a glorious feast, to gifts under the tree and the inevitable mistletoe. All of everyone's favorite things have made their way into the dreams. And it feels so vivid and real.

(ooc: This is a post to keep threads together for winter holiday antics. Separate posts are also fine, and this one is optional. Feel free to use the location subthreads as prompts, or to add something entirely different. These include hints of the dreams crossing into waking life; those are small and entirely optional as well.)

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[decaying]

When Ami approached him, he wasn't sure which one she was. His eyes were moving to her neck trying to catch a glimpse of the necklace he had given her but her actions spoke far louder than words. He smirked.

"Will you kiss me out of your own free will, then?"

[waterfell]

A few years ago, she'd have been mortified, frozen in panic by a situation like this. A year ago, it wouldn't have only been the mistletoe she cut; it would have also been whoever put it there.

Now, she was a reborn Mercury, and she was standing in front of guy with power and standing, and boundless self-assurance. And she wanted to touch him, mistletoe or no mistletoe.

That was why she'd gotten rid of it first. Her answer was a sly smile, all but an invitation to come closer, typically flippant. "If I want to."

[decaying]

"If you want to?"

Oh Ami, that just won't do. You see, this particular General here wasn't going to take things very lightly. He didn't have time to let some girl tease him around. Now. He wanted a kiss and he was going to get it. He took a step towards her and managed to wrap an arm around her waist before tugging her forward.

"You're taking too long." And he'll kiss her instead.

[waterfell]

Despite the obvious invitation, any man but Kanda would have been received with a quick, stinging strike to keep him distant. But Kanda was taking nothing more than Mercury wanted anyway.

"You didn't wait long enough," she retorted. But she let him kiss her. She let herself kiss him.