SLEEPING BEAUTIES EPILOGUE: THE KISS

[yourkeepers]

[For all your kissing needs.]

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[seerchlight]

"Oh." He's frowning now, too, not that it's apparent. He focuses on that idea, searching for any kind of portent for the subject. It's annoyingly inconclusive.

"Like, it would actually make sense for there to be people still sleeping in other parts of the house, so I guess we're bound to find her as quickly as we'll find anybody else the house is locking up. Which is...you know, probably not fast at all." He eases up a little. "But still theoretically possible, I guess."

[chromaticscale]

"Yeah, I guess you're right." She's a little dejected, but it's true, he is. Seeing her rather than just imagining some faceless, formless being asleep elsewhere in the house had made it so real for her. But there was really no reason to think she might be the only one. Something about the idea that she might be kept asleep by another, someone who could be reasoned with, stuck with the fairest.

"We should probably go wake up the others right now anyway. We'll want them to come too, if we're going to searching the house."

whoops totally misread that have some alterations

[seerchlight]

He raises his hands as if to suggest that she slow down a moment.

"Hey, I'm all for striking out or whatever, but you've got to be careful. Too much fucking around at this point will just piss the house off and lead to more of this shit." He lifts himself up, so he's properly floating in the air. "Just gotta bide your time, FG."

"But yeah, I've got at least half a dozen more hot makeouts left on these lips so I may as well spread them around."

[chromaticscale]

"FG?" That gets a quizzical look out of her, but she brushes it off quickly. "Well, if he doesn't want use poking around, then he had better start telling us some things!"

Sorry Mason. She likes you and all, but she's kind of getting bored of running over the same old ground. Swimming to the nearest edge, she hoists herself out of the water and starts wringing out her hair.

"I'll be a minute, but you should go. It will be faster if we split up." There is a lot of hair to wring out, and it's cumbersome to carry around if she doesn't. "You should come by later, when things quiet down again. If they quiet down again."

[seerchlight]

When she questions it he actually has to think about what he just called her, and he actually isn't totally sure. He blinks.

"Uh...it was for 'fish girl', I guess, because it sounds like moderately less stupid of a thing to call a person." Seems reasonable enough to him, right?

He lifts up into the air.

"Right. Later."

And then he's off.