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[dulcisnuntius]

[Hello citizen about your day in town! Perhaps you feel like a coffee at Cafe Juliet, or need to do some grocery shopping, or really need to check out a book from the library. Wherever you may be, there is a certain angel near by decked out for the holidays, with a sprig of mistletoe attached to the top of one wing. Will you be able to resist?]






[ooc: Anybody wanna kiss an angel? Dulcie will basically be trolling around town, sidling up to people and getting them under the mistletoe with her. Feel free to bump into her wherever your character may be. ANY AND ALL KISSES ARE WELCOME! She will also be trolling around town hitting up everyone else's mistletoe posts. Ah yeah.]

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[rehymenator]

[ Oh, well, hey there angel buddy! Castiel was just popping in to say hello and possibly gripe about y'know, angel type gripey things! ]

Dulcie.

[ That's his usual greeting, right? And he's really bad with personal space, so he's already up in her grill! The curse overtakes him, and he's totally aware that he's leaning in toward her, but then he's all feet-sweepy and bending her backward to plant what he's sure is a very suave and manly kiss! ]

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[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

[Oh my! Dulcie wraps both arms around his neck and kisses back. There may be some swooning. This is very manly, Castiel.]

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[rehymenator]

[ He brings her back up, and steps back quickly. He's definitely less scandalized than he once would have been, but he's still a little gunshy after almost eating her. He does manage to chuckle, at least. ]

I'm sorry, it's-- [ A glance up at the mistletoe. ]

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[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Yeah. That's why I put it there. That's a lot nicer than when we're trying to eat each other.

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[rehymenator]

[ Okay, now a real chuckle. ]

I should have known, shouldn't I?

[iwatchtjhooker]

[Sam hasn't spoken to Dulcie since the... incident. Which is why his first impulse is to run away--but she's already seen him. Blushing a little, he doesn't see the mistletoe. Yet.]

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Hi Sam!

[She gives him a little wave. Her first impulse is just to snog his face off immediately, but she'll wait a moment to see if she's actually cursed or not.]

[iwatchtjhooker]

Hi.

[Sam's still glancing at her uncertainly, because he's never been drunk-dialed by an angel who'd just done his brother before. At least, not that he's aware of.]

You, um, feeling better?

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah. Loads.

[Oh, what the heck. Sam, prepare to be tugged down, way down, so she can plant a smooch on you.]

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[gotashortfuse.livejournal.com]

[Dulcie, there is an angel sitting up on top of a lamp post to stay away from the mistletoe. He's just staring down at you. Because Michael doesn't get this. And you look weird to him.]

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[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Hi! Comfy up there?

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[gotashortfuse.livejournal.com]

I'm not comin' down there. You're all freaks and kissing people today.

derp de derp wrong account :-P

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

You say that like there's something wrong with kissing people.

[is-was-willbe.livejournal.com]

[No preamble here -- Sexy catches Dulcie outside the library, takes the angel's face in her hands, and plants one on her. The mistletoe helps, but hey, she might've done that anyway. It's a nice sort of greeting. she thinks.]

Hello! I suppose I ought to have said that first.

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Hey, you can do it in whatever order you like.

[That earns her another kiss.]

[is-was-willbe.livejournal.com]

[She places her hands firmly on Dulcie's hips -- she is decidedly a fan of this tactile thing that seems to be allowed, curse or no.]

I wonder if anyone else has thought to carry it about with them.

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

[She has to kiss for a bit longer before she answers. She's too pretty not to.]

I'm just particularly intelligent.

[designedtoparty]

[Like you even need mistletoe to be irresistible to Nathan, Dulcie. He spots her in the street, giving him on harassing whichever poor girl he was bothering to saunter over and drape an arm around her. Dulcie's hotter than she was, anyway. He doesn't even bother looking for the mistletoe before kissing her.]

Hey, baby. How's it going?

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

[Hey, she was wondering where you were. She goes up on her tiptoes to give him a quick kiss.]

Hiya. Things are awesome so far. This is the best day ever.

[designedtoparty]

I know. I've made out with so many girls I feel like my tongue's in danger of falling out.

You cursed?

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Not really. I don't really get why we have to be cursed to kiss each other. I totally would anyway.

[feorge]

Blimey. All dressed up for the occasion, are we?

[But he is trying to resist. Instead, he's just got a wolfy grin and fidgets with his hands as he fights off the curse.]

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Thanks for noticing.

[He needs to stop being so cute. It's making her giggle.]

[feorge]

[At that, he just furrows his brows and turns down his lips playfully.]

How could I not? You rather stand out in a crowd, love. In all the very best ways.

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

I try my best.

[Standing on her tiptoes now to get both arms around his neck.]