A/N: So this is... I don't know what it is. Psychosis, maybe? All I know is for some reason it wanted to merge into this, which is another bad idea, but I couldn't think of anyone else who might have had an accidental first kiss. Which is... sad, I think.
“How can you possibly have a first kiss on total accident?” Jirina asked, setting the tea pot down in front of her husband. Tomik grunted, so she took the cup she was filling and passed it to her sister, frowning as she looked at Marenka's hand.
Wincing, Marenka withdrew it under the table, wishing she had better control over her shifting. She still didn't understand how she did it, and that meant she hadn't been able to stop herself from doing it at the most inconvenient of moments.
“Kiss by collision?” Pellton offered, trying to be kind, though she doubted it had been anything like that with him and his mate. He and Aeldra were one of those perfect couples that belonged on television—not that Chular IV had anything like television.
“Lucky shot,” Tomik said, snorting in disbelief.
“Not necessarily,” Zenith disagreed from the far side of the room, and she struggled to decipher his tone of voice. It wasn't his usual bitterness, but she didn't know if that was a good or bad thing. “All you have to do is piss off a shifter who hasn't adjusted to their modification. Then it's easy enough to do, since they don't know whether to hit you or kiss you.”
Marenka forced herself not to wince, trying to control her unwanted modification and shift her features enough to conceal her blush, all the while cursing him and wishing she had somewhere to hide.
“They'd be a shifter, though,” Jirina said, and Marenka didn't know if her sister was intervening because she knew Marenka was uncomfortable or if she had missed the implication there or what. “Wouldn't they be able to do both?”
Zenith's lips curved into one of his unpleasant smiles. “You'd think so, wouldn't you?”
Thanks. It almost wasn't cute at all, and I wasn't going to write it because I wasn't going to work with these characters or this story without research and having you read it, but obviously... I didn't stick to that.
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Date: 2014-06-24 06:46 pm (UTC)"Kiss by collision?"
"Lucky shot."
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Date: 2014-07-03 07:00 am (UTC)“How can you possibly have a first kiss on total accident?” Jirina asked, setting the tea pot down in front of her husband. Tomik grunted, so she took the cup she was filling and passed it to her sister, frowning as she looked at Marenka's hand.
Wincing, Marenka withdrew it under the table, wishing she had better control over her shifting. She still didn't understand how she did it, and that meant she hadn't been able to stop herself from doing it at the most inconvenient of moments.
“Kiss by collision?” Pellton offered, trying to be kind, though she doubted it had been anything like that with him and his mate. He and Aeldra were one of those perfect couples that belonged on television—not that Chular IV had anything like television.
“Lucky shot,” Tomik said, snorting in disbelief.
“Not necessarily,” Zenith disagreed from the far side of the room, and she struggled to decipher his tone of voice. It wasn't his usual bitterness, but she didn't know if that was a good or bad thing. “All you have to do is piss off a shifter who hasn't adjusted to their modification. Then it's easy enough to do, since they don't know whether to hit you or kiss you.”
Marenka forced herself not to wince, trying to control her unwanted modification and shift her features enough to conceal her blush, all the while cursing him and wishing she had somewhere to hide.
“They'd be a shifter, though,” Jirina said, and Marenka didn't know if her sister was intervening because she knew Marenka was uncomfortable or if she had missed the implication there or what. “Wouldn't they be able to do both?”
Zenith's lips curved into one of his unpleasant smiles. “You'd think so, wouldn't you?”
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Date: 2014-07-03 02:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-07-03 05:47 pm (UTC)