thechanged | SLEEPING BEAUTIES EPILOGUE: THE KISS

The sleeping page's hair is placid, and they rest sideways against a barricade with their head cradled in a chair. Tiny rivulets of blood run from a few cuts along their face. It's a slim chance that anybody'd be able to sneak through the barricaded door, but anyone already in the hearth room or with the ability to fit through cracks in doors would probably have a quick time of smooching the sleeper.

By the time the garden (now calling himself Kale) makes it inside the house, the barricade has been well-destroyed by the other traffic through the hearth room, though the page has heartlessly been left among the debris. After finding the dog girl asleep in the garden, Kale had decided to seek out their other traveling companion to pass along Ember's cure for the magical sleep.

Finding the page among the partially-destroyed (and very singed) furniture, Kale kneels next to them. Looking around, he pulls some sort of fabric scrap from the debris to wipe most of the blood from the page's wounds. Once that's done, he sighs, unable to justify procrastination any longer, and leans in to kiss the fallen Fairest gently.

Breath rushes into the lungs of the slumbering page, and they rise slightly, lips seeking hungrily their light stimulus.

Consciousness follows but a second later; understanding a tenth-second after that - Huǒ finds their face intertwined with that of their surprised friend and jumps back into the pile of debris to break the kiss.

"HI," says Huǒ, just a touch overloud in this low-lit and intimate environment. "Uh...so that's how we get out of the dreamland, huh." The page is locked in position, off-balance, hands frozen in place supporting their weight.

Kale jumps back just as quickly, rising to stand above the page. "Hello! Yes, welcome back to the world of the waking." He offers Huǒ a hand to pull them up from the ground. "You said in the dream that you were locked in the hearth room, so I figured I'd better come find you or else no one would." If the assortment of flowers blooming above his ears and wrists seem to tend a bit more toward the red than usual, it is probably just your imagination.

"Much appreciated," the page says, a small and lopsided grin slowly emerging from the ice of their wide-eyed stare. They clasp their hand halfway up Kale's forearm and pull themselves up abruptly. "You did a good job, Vines." They remember a moment later than propriety would dictate to let Kale's arm go. If the illusion of fire in their hair seems to be dancing a little more frantically than usual, it is probably just your imagination.

"You're welcome," he offers, not sure what else to say. "I'm gonna go find something to eat - being asleep all day sure makes a fellow hungry." He briefly considers inviting the page to join him, but decides against it for the moment. "I'll see you around, I suppose?"

"I'll probably get to that eventually; I'm not too hungry yet. You hang around the gardens a lot, right, Vines?"

[ooc: tell me about the name change! I just woke up :^P]

"That is where gardens tend to be, in my experience," he grins. "Oh, and if you get tired of callin' me Vines... my sister and I like the sound of 'Kale' for a name."

"I know it is, you goof." Kale gets an affectionate slug in the shoulder for being such a smartass. "I like the sound of that too. Kale it i...wait, sister? Actually, you're hungry, I don't want to keep you. I'll drop by tonight or tomorrow and you can tell me about this sister of yours."

SLEEPING BEAUTIES EPILOGUE: THE KISS

Barricaded on the inside of the hearth room, and open!

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nice icon ;)

This is like the most appropriate situation ever in which to say "why thank you"

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