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[avephoenix]

the mistletoe meme

Y'all know what this is! Post a toplevel with your character. Tag around to whichever unfortunate fellow cave-dweller they run into under the mistletoe that mysteriously have sprung up around Hadriel. Thread that encounter out, whatever its form. Profit?? Enjoy!

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[unfollowing]

[Emily, meanwhile, is on her way to the house (no mistletoe required when your boyfriend is here with you) when she comes across Glacius. His glowing green eyes are narrowed as he watches the mistletoe like it's going to bite him. Of course -- he probably doesn't know what it is. Poor guy. That's okay, she has the time to spare (who doesn't, in this city), so she approaches him, ready to ease his concerns.]

It's not going to hurt you. It's just mistletoe. People put them up around the holidays.

[glacius]

[First, Glacius whips around to look at Emily, snapped out of his intent vigil by the sound of her voice. Then, upon registering what she’s said to him, he spins back around to face the sprig with renewed disgust.] Mistlewhat? You humans put digits in here? [Why?? What is etymology?]

[unfollowing]

Oh no no no, not real toes! They're just called that. I don't know why.

[She holds up her hands when she explains, as if to show there's zero violent intent to modern mistletoe traditions. (Norse mythology be damned. Norse myth is weird.]

You're supposed to give a kiss to whoever you see standing under one.

[glacius]

[Glacius continues making a face that is some mixture of disgruntled and puzzled... up until that last remark fully registers in his mind. And that point the alien's body tenses and his eyes widen, and flicks his gaze to Emily, then to the mistletoe he's standing right underneath, then back to Emily. His gills work a few times, no words coming forth at first... and when he finally does manage them, they refuses to cooperate, flustered stammering the only think bubbling up out of them.] W-well I, I... I have never--I mean, not with a human, that is to say...

[He has no idea what to do, now. Is Emily going to kiss him? If so, what does that mean? For his people, reserved as they are with physical contact, such gestures are usually only granted when two individuals are involved in certain ways... the thought that it could occur so casually isn't really clicking in his head. Moreover, he has no idea what to do if she does--will he be expected to reciprocate? Is there more that's supposed to happen after that? What is the point of this tradition even?? Oh Makers, help him Emily, he's overthinking everything in every which way and he just has no idea what to make of any of this right now.]