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[mightbeconcussed]

[Lucy is out running around the city picking up last minute gifts, decorations and food. She's entirely and totally aware of the curse. It's her favorite curse of the year so she's making no attempt to stay out from under the mistle toe. In fact, she might cross the street to be under it's influence for some people.

Later she can be caught at her shop, arranging displays and filling shelves. The mistle toe is fairly plentiful here as well and likely to end up in kissing at any place in the store.]

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[justamessenger]

[Dulcie decides to make a drop-in visit for Lucy especially, a sprig of mistletoe all ready in hand.]

Hey Lucy.

[mightbeconcussed]

Dulcie!

[Who needs mistletoe! Lucy is totally coming around that corner to grab Dulcie in a big hug. Kissing will commence after the proper hug has been achieved.]

[justamessenger]

Merry Christmas!

[YAY CUDDLES]

Where have you been in my life, lady?

[mightbeconcussed]

Merry Christmas to you too!

[Pouting] Much too busy and having an extreme lack of you. I've missed you.

[justamessenger]

Me too.

[In fact come here and let her kiss you.]

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[candothat]

[Chekov makes a point of stopping by Lucy's store. At first, he was quite baffled by the curse and immensely suspicious of the mistletoe (he has read about a number of alien plants that can alter human behavior, which is very seldom a good thing). Once the tradition was explained to him, though, he found it... quaint.

And an excellent excuse to walk into Lucy's store and, without so much as a word of warning, pull her into a deep kiss.]

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[mightbeconcussed]

[What is this? He's actually taken Lucy by surprise but it is the best sort of surprise. After a moment of stunned stillness she melts a little into the kiss.

Yes. Good.]

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[candothat]

[That's the first time he has managed to catch her off guard! Of course, he's usually hesitant to make the first move; that has something to do with it. All of this kissing has, somehow, made it seem far more acceptable to do on a whim. (Lucy may yet break him of that Russian chivalry that has been ingrained into his very personality by old-fashioned family members.)

He loves it when she melts like that; it gives him a reason to hold her--gingerly, and without the finesse and confidence that Captain Kirk always manages, but getting closer is getting closer.

When breathing becomes an unfortunate necessity, he only moves enough to catch his breath and say, very quietly:] Since I was first made aware of this curse, I have been thinking that you are the person in the City I would most like to be kissing.

[Even if there isn't any mistletoe here at present.]

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[mightbeconcussed]

[She likes the chivalry so she doesn't want to obliterate it completely, but getting rid of that hesitancy to kiss her would be lovely.

Silly breathing. Such a pain. She rests her forehead against his, her breath coming in pants, a smile curving her lips.]

Funny how that works. I almost came to your apartment this morning.

[But she knows Pavel lives with other people and she wasn't certain how much he wanted his room mates to know about her. ]

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[candothat]

[Confidence will come with age and experience.

In some ways, being this close is as good as kissing. There are very few people in the universe with whom one can share the same few cubic centimeters of air.]

It's a good thing you chose not to. When Uhura and Howl were not arguing, Howl and Sophie were kissing very publicly; I left as soon as I could.

[The four of them might live in a decently-sized cottage, but it can feel like a small place when there's bickering and constant romantic drama. Pavel would be delighted to introduce Lucy to his roommates--Uhura and Sophie, especially--but he is hesitant to have her over for fear that they would make a bad impression. He suspects that Lucy wouldn't appreciate it if Howl threw a fit and slimed the cottage with her in it. It's disgusting enough for Chekov and he has been living with the wizard for months.]

[anatural]

[Korra's on her way to the Underground to start her job hunt when she passes Lucy on the street.]

Hey Lucy!

[A friendly, innocent greeting, completely oblivious to the looming mistletoe.]

[mightbeconcussed]

[Lucy knows it isn't quite so innocent, but she doesn't really care. She likes Korra and considers her a new friend. She waves, stops and beams a smile, going up on her tiptoes because really she'd like to hug Korra (uncursed even--it's just the way Lucy is) but she's fairly sure Korra is generally a little more circumspect.]

Hi! It's great to see you. Getting shopping done?

[And then...oh was that a question? It doesn't need to be answered because Lucy pulls her in for a kiss.]

[anatural]

[Circumspect? Korra? Hah! If Lucy said that to anyone who really knew Korra, they'd laugh. A hug is not her default greeting, but she's impulsive enough to hand them out pretty freely.

Not so much with the kisses, though. She lets out a squawk of surprise as Lucy pulls her in, before the curse takes hold and she returns it. (She'd forgotten how soft girls could be, though she'd ever only kissed one -- a quick, shy kiss at 15 that had been immediately followed by the young guard's transfer. The Avatar could not afford distractions in her studies.)

As soon as the curse lets her, she pulls away, her face burning.]

Uh...sorry.

[AWKWARD.]

[mightbeconcussed]

[Lucy laughs the apology off.]

Are you kidding? This is totally my favorite curse in the City.

[anatural]

Seriously?

[Wait, that shouldn't surprise her. Lucy had already admitted as much during the sleepover. Still, Korra finds it hard to understand. She's a big fan of kisses, but she'd rather have some choice in who she kisses.]

[pratful]

[ Don't mind Arthur. He's just going to dash into her store and dive behind the counter, pressing a hand to his lips as a woman follows closely behind looking perplexed at the (mostly) empty store. ]

Did a man just come in here?

[ Please Lucy. For all that is right and good in this world. Do not rat him out! ]

[mightbeconcussed]

[She'll play along. Clearly he's in need of a savior. She puts on her best blank, dumb blonde, innocent look.]

Huh? Sorry...I haven't seen anyone but you for at least half an hour.

[When the woman rushes out, Lucy looks down at Arthur in his hiding place.]

Okay. Deets. Are you that opposed to random kissage?

[pratful]

[ urk, he tries to slink out the other side of the counter. ]

I have... no idea what you mean.

[ don't mind him, he's just brushing off his shirt of imaginary dust and all that. Because he can't hardly admit that he's a little tired of being mauled. He barely escaped with his laugh after the last one! ]

[mightbeconcussed]

[Lucy just gives him a look.] Don't even go there. I'm not that dumb.

[pratful]

[ he laughs nervously, tugging on a sleeve. ]

Well, truth be known, I'm not exactly used to kissing. At least, not on this level. [ he's had some experience, thank-you very much. ]

[fe_male]

[ And it's probably that ~Christmas type search that's had them cross paths, because he was sort of perusing, nothing specific, but that doesn't stop the mistletoe from showing up right above them suddenly as they happen to draw near. ]

[mightbeconcussed]

[She smiles upon seeing him, holding a hand out to high five him in greeting. Shhh she's totally cheesy.]

Hey closet buddy.

[fe_male]

[ Hey high fives are great, he taught Dummy how to do them like, back in the 80s, there's nothing wrong with a high five.

It's not very often that they turn into a way to tug the other person a little closer so you can kiss them though. That part he didn't teach Dummy. ]

[mightbeconcussed]

[It occurs to Lucy that maybe this isn't normal high five etiquette, however she knows about the curse today so she sort of shrugs it off and goes with it. Kissing is always a good thing. Later, it will make her miss Harry and that really spectacular night of kissing and all the things that followed that will not follow today.]

you're just trying to make me feel bad now, right

[fe_male]

[ not entirely normal high five etiquette, no, but not too bad nonetheless. He apparently winds up needing air first (damn those lungs). ]

Oh, hey? Good.... af..ternoon? [ He thinks? ]