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(open) hanging on in quiet desperation—
WHO: jonas and you
WHERE: all over stygia
WHEN: the duration of december
WHAT: event and notice board chaos
WARNINGS: smooches and anxiety, random possibility of shadow shenanigans
WHERE: all over stygia
WHEN: the duration of december
WHAT: event and notice board chaos
WARNINGS: smooches and anxiety, random possibility of shadow shenanigans
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Um... I swapped voices with Hibiki for a day; there was a while where everything tasted like ash; I've had my things go missing, and my breath came out as black smoke instead of mist, and I got really, really, really cold...
[ sure, it's been bad enough for her to grind her dignity under heel and kiss just about everybody she knows by now. but at the same time, she's suffered much worse from far more mundane sources. she already knows she can endure. between a rock and a hard place, she'll still choose one or the other.
speaking of her dignity and lack thereof: she puts her hands to her cheeks, a rosy blush colouring her face already tinged pink by the cold. ]
B-But, I mean, it isn't easy for me to just... k-kiss people like that! I thought it would only ever be with my husband! I even had to give my first away...
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the gum is slipped into his pocket, already forgotten.)
You've had it pretty rough, then... I should take a page out of your book and just do what makes me comfortable instead of trying to force it. It hasn't been that bad, but it hasn't been good either.
(kissing. intimacy. shying away from that has never been "jonas," and now he wonders if he's been acting like a yes-man recently. it's of some concern to him, however, that ruby's had to go against her beliefs to obey this place, and it takes most of his attention; her world is another he's unable to understand. that doesn't mean he wouldn't like to.
he gestures between them.)
I'm sorry things have been so backward. This place sucks, but—well, we can kiss real quick or take the curse option, especially if that's something you'd prefer. We can... get glitter dandruff or, like... have our arms turn into noodles together or something.
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she shakes her head as Jonas starts talking about taking the curse. ]
I don't want to get cursed, and I don't want you to get cursed because of me. [ she curls a lock of wavy golden hair around her finger and fidgets with it, feigning shyness. well—it is honestly embarrassing. feigning an appealing, demure shyness, in any case. ] And I trust you, so it's not like I'm against it...