week 7

[airlockedmods]

[For the first time in several weeks there is no new memorial in the garden. No new body in the morgue, no bloody mess for the roombas to clean. Choromatsu is still in need of time to heal and constant vigilance but he's alive. They're all alive for once on a Sunday and, even with the terrible realizations their returning memories may bring, there's a sense of hope for the first time in a long time.

There is no new floor this week.

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your activity for week 6, submit your memory regains and put in your threads for the Benefactors!]

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[motherfucking_ghost]

Maybe I mean it to sound like an offer this time.

...[church no] I mean, unless you're really out of ideas for anything else to shut me up, then I guess we'll just have to deal with kissing. I suppose.

[scourgingstars]

Perhaps just once, I may be inclined to listen to you instead.

[motherfucking_ghost]

I think we've got time for another dance, one that needs a little less thinking and a lot more kissin'. Because I am all for that. Like I said, man, we have physical affection on lockdown. [Now that's a cheek kiss instead.

And then he looks over at the silent bird friend.] I'm gonna need something slow and smooth. Feel free to make it as sappy and cliched as you like.

[Who's up for a slow dance, because Church will totally lead that, a nice slow sway around the floor. And a nice slow kiss.

And a couple pecks of kisses along Ardyn's jaw. And maybe even a few down his neck--listen, it doesn't have to be Ardyn doing the kissing, his mouth just needs to be occupied to shut up for a few seconds.]

[scourgingstars]

[Luscinia tilted her head as if considering it, then eventually fluttered her wings in what might have passed for a shrug and started with another melody entirely.]

[Close enough.]

You're a terribly insistent flirt.

[motherfucking_ghost]

[Against his neck:] Mmmmmmhm.

[He looks incredibly pleased with himself when he pulls back enough to look.] Sorry, is it proper decorum to let his majesty do all the flirting?

[scourgingstars]

You're tempting danger you can not even begin to understand the magnitude of.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Is that a threat or a promise?

[scourgingstars]

[Ardyn grabbed Church's shirt collar without any more warning than a razor-sharp smirk, opting to shut up himself for once in favor of kissing that dumb look clear off Church's face.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

[This time he's ready for it, meeting him dumb smirk to smirk, pressing in greedily.

Pressing may also be maneuvering Ardyn back into one of the tables, because it takes two to fucking tango, your skyness.]

[scourgingstars]

[Oh, so that's how it was. Well, this just got interesting.]

...I am absolutely not sleeping with you in the middle of a bar, Leonard.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Good, because I promise there won't be any sleeping involved. [Don't make him figure out the vest on his own.]

[scourgingstars]

That's not what I meant, idiot.

That door is very unfortunately without a lock on it.

[this is not a general no]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Well, anyone walks in, they're sure to get a show, just not the kind they were expecting.

[He slides his hands down to Ardyn's hips and gets a thoughtful instead of shiteating look on his face. Taps his fingers a bit.

Because that is not a general no. Which he's realizing right about now.]

Though I guess we're lacking a couple useful supplies in this room.

[scourgingstars]

[oh look at that, he's catching on. leonard church you wonderful idiot.]

Let's go. Time is something which I no longer have in abundance, so I should have no reason to waste it.

[i'm just sayin'.]