SLEEPING BEAUTIES EPILOGUE: THE KISS

[yourkeepers]

[For all your kissing needs.]

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[fifty]

He wakes up quickly enough--or his eyes open, anyway, and his brain pushes itself into motion a few moments after as he slowly processes the situation at hand. His face colors, slightly, though for the moment he mostly looks confused, pushing the dead vines away so he can sit up.

"Uh," he begins, uncertainly. "Did you just...?"

[subtleserenity]

Her mouth draws to a thin line. Of course that's the answer. Of course. She's more than a little annoyed having learned the vines were Mason's doing and now there's this. "Rise and shine, Sleepin' Beauty," she replies simply, the allusion coming to her easily, though she has no idea what it's supposed to mean. The fairest messenger is attractive after his way, but she's not particularly interested in romance just at the moment.

"Don't take any meanin' from it. Think Mason thought it'd be funny." She rises and offers a hand to help him up. "He's the one set those vines loose."