Sixteen Prayers

[desired_sun]

*There is a kissing booth set up in the middle of the Square. Our not-so-favorite priest is sitting at it, leaning on one elbow and looking cheekily expectant.

Mistletoe is growing on the sign above his head, which proudly proclaims FREE (yes, you heard right) kisses in honor of the holidays.

Be sure to take advantage of this once in a lifetime

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[desired_sun]

*leans in, grinning*

How'd you guess?

[desired_sun]

Then you're really, really good at those.

[uneternalsleep]

What the hell?

[STARES. And O.o's. And shakes her head.

Free...kisses. How generous of you.

[desired_sun]

Well, it's Christmas. The season of goodwill and perpetual joy.

Care for some of it, Heather, my girl?

[uneternalsleep]

Some of...it...

You know? I think I might pass.

[desired_sun]

Aw, c'mon Heather. Don't be such a Scrooge.

[pitfallen]

[Tempted to make him kiss the bottom of her boot]

[desired_sun]

*makes kissy noises*

[pitfallen]

[desired_sun]

*insert extremely rude gesture pertaining to the female anatomy*

[valentineluke]

....

[viridiantwinkle]

[and here comes Delirium, twirling on over with her trail of butterflies and fish]

[girlwhowas]

*to Delirium*

Now sweetie, behave.

The last thing we need is this one wandering around in a daze. They'll be lining up to do him in, and I don't want to have to collect him on a day I prefer to take off.

[viridiantwinkle]

aW. oKay...

[totters off]