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Mistletoe Meme

Huh... There's a mistletoe right above you... That's weird, it's Decemb-- oh wait. December is the perfect time to get stuck under the mistletoe with someone. And look! There's a someone else stuck with you under there right now! And, of course, you both can't move until you kiss one another (~~Of course, not specifying where that kiss needs to happen~~).

Let's start off December with a little holiday cheer!

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This was lovingly stolen from

bakerstreet and I feel like AX needs to celebrate the holidays too.

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[ Oh, hello. Just casually trying to walk in this hallway. ]

[ as is bethany. when she almost bumps into him, she immediately puts on the brakes and looks up apologetically. ]

Oh! I'm sorry. Usually I do watch where I'm going, honest.

[ she tries to take a step forward to let him by, and finds that she's stuck in place. her brows draw together and she frowns. um. what's going on here? ]

[ Alistair looks similarly apologetic, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. ]

Uh, right, my fault too, ha ha.

[ Similarly, Alistair tries to move... that's odd. Alistair tries to move. Nothing. ]

So, um. This may sound weird but... can you move?

[ bethany tries to take a step and can't even seem to move her foot. ]

[ status: not moving. ]

This is quite odd. I can't seem to at all.

[ what is going on? she's not complaining about being in the company of a nice-looking man, but flames. it would be nice to give him his space! ]

[ Alistair awkwardly fidgets. This is... not how he imagined ever spending time with a pretty girl, that's for sure. ]

So. This must be a terrible first impression.

[ she can't say that it's ideal for her, either. a nice walk around a garden, maybe? or even mountain climbing like aveline and donnic did! this is. awkward. but hey, no. not so terrible! she laughs softly. ]

It could be worse. [ truth! bethany regains some pride and optimism. and holds out a hand. ]

Bethany Hawke. Pleasure to meet you, Ser.

Right. I could be stranded with someone not as pretty. [ Casual cough. He shakes her hand. ] It's nice to meet you too. I'm Alistair.

[ He looks up, trying not to stare at her too much, and notices the mistletoe... Oh. He points up. ] I swear, none of this was planned.

[ did he just? yes, it seems he has. she has never been called that word before! hopefully it's dark enough that her blush goes unnoticed. she does smile sheepishly, though. ]

That is something I can definitely agree with. [ compliments are awesome, yes? his name is very fam-- maker! that's the king's name. she might be stuck in a hallway with the king of ferelden!

and she not even able to curtsy. :C ]

Hm? [ pardon her, she's been a bit distracted. alert, she looks up and promptly turns redder than aveline's hair. who's set them up? ]

I believe you. [ her sister would be more forward and daring than she. alas. ]

[ Oh, she's so cute. Alistair feels kind of bad, even though none of this is his fault. ]

We could, uh, just ignore that. Help is more important right now, I think.

[ Alistair reach for his communication device. There's... no signal or anything. How is this happening? ]

This plan's out. Maybe we could try... screaming really loud?

[ he shouldn't feel bad! she's just not all that worldly for a woman of her age. ]

But this ship is gigantic. I'm not sure how well that would work.

[ they might render themselves hoarse before anyone stumbles upon them. bethany would rather just set the bloody thing afire. maybe destroying it might work! ]

I could set it alight?

[ So she's hot in more ways than one. Good to know. ]

You could try?

[ ahem, well! she casts flame blast at the offending garland. the sight of it burning should be satisfying. but as she dusts her hands on her robes and tries to take a step to at least let him move before his leg cramps up, she finds that she still can't. ]

It seems a try is exactly what it was.

[ more like a longshot, but. she casts a sheepish glance back at him. ]

If I cast it again, I might hurt something. I'm sorry it didn't work.

[ Alistair's used to mages casting spells all over the place, so only winces a little. He dusts off the ashes in his hair. ]

You don't need to apologize. It's this place that's dumb.

We're still kind of stuck though.

[ she notices that he barely blinks an eyelash and thinks he's kind of awesome for it. ]

I have no idea why these are up so early anyhow. Satinalia isn't for at least another two weeks!

[ point. her cheeks turn red once again. ]

Um, yes. So we are. What do we do to get unstuck, then?

[ she isn't brave enough to kiss the king of her homeland without so much as a by-your-leave. this is why marian would have freed them sooner. ]

Overexcited decorators, maybe?

I... don't rightly know. Do you think the thingie had something to do with this? Like it wants us to... kiss?

[ Oops his face is as red as hers. ]

I mean, normally that would be stupid, but this place is kind of evil.

I'm not sure. Does this vessel have a mind of its own?

[ oh, maker. she's never kissed anybody before. blame it on cullen locking her up in prison for six years? ]

Now if that doesn't give me a sense of foreboding, I'm not sure what should.

It's a popular theory, yes.

We don't have a lot of options right now short of cutting our feet off, so do you want to try? If it works, I'll make you dinner. Like any girl I would kiss deserves. If... it doesn't, you can call me creepy and slap me in the face.

[ bethany frowns. ]

I would do neither of those things, whether it works or not.

[ it doesn't matter if he's a king or the boy next door. he's proving to be quite sweet and she wouldn't raise a hand to someone so kind. anyhow! she gathers herself, and takes a careful step closer to him. ]

Dinner sounds wonderful, though.

Phew. I don't like getting slapped in the face much.

[ He raises a hand to touch her cheek, testing the waters. She has lovely hair. ]

Don't hold your breath. I'm actually a terrible cook.

[ He leans down, lightly pressing their lips together. ]

[ she doubts anyone does. the way she looks at him seems to soften as she relaxes. she even smiles a little when she leans her cheek into his hand. he's quite the gallant. ]

Then maybe I can help with that? I'm not so bad.

[ she stands there a moment to get used to the feeling before timidly pressing her lips to his. really, she's twenty-five. she can stop being shy at anytime, right? ]

[ It's not a terribly exciting kiss, long enough to be qualified more than just a peck but short enough to prove he's not taking advantage of the situation. ]

[ When he's done, he slowly pulls away and -- oh! His feet are moving again! ]

He-y, I can move again!

[ no, but it also didn't turn her into a toad! all that fright for nothing. she tests out her own ability to move by stepping back a few paces and grins radiantly like the sunshine she's nicknamed for. ]

Me, too! Thank the Maker. And thank you.

[ it wasn't so bad at all. ]

Oh, no, thank you. [ He doesn't know what he meant by that, but he does know he is completely charmed by her. He takes a few steps back too, giving her space, and waves an arm. ] So... how does dinner tomorrow night sound?

Um, well you're quite welcome.

[ she doesn't either, but the way he's emphasized the you in that sentence leaves a lot of room for possible interpretation. but she is sure that she likes him. he's a kind, good man. and that's a rare thing.

more comfortable now that they're not forced to share such close quarters, bethany smiles easily. ]

Wonderful! I'll look forward to seeing you then.

Right. I'll be sure to... dress all fancy, and all that stuff. Bye.

[ He realizes he's walking backwards as he talks, so when he's about to turn around and leave, he hits a wall. Smooth. He keeps his composure, hoping she didn't see that, and walks away but not without tossing her another glance. ]

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