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[ This is Amory standing outside of the Blue Light, currently on a break and plainly annoyed at what appears to be an empty cigarette box in his hand. He scowls, slipping the trash into his pocket, as he wonders whether he has enough time to get another pack-- or more like, whether he wants to go to all that trouble.

This is Amory completely unaware THAT SUCH A HORRIFIC CURSE COULD EXIST. ]

[ooc: 8) ~~you did not see my horrific typo/whatdidyoutype fail. sob. need more than 2 hours a night~~

EDIT: Tags will be horrendously slow because i should not be on right now. >_>
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[This is Adrian Veidt laying low. No one in the city knows he's back. What would really be nice is a drink from a place where few people know him. Best to make an impression, yes? He walks up to the entrance, front or side, rear, whichever places Amory Felix in the way.

For the record he's not in mask or costume. A suit in the darkest purple hue under a black wool coat does well for the winter.]

[ Usually, he would have stepped aside and allowed the man to pass. Usually, he would have paid him no mind and went about scowling at his lack of nicotine. But 'usually' doesn't apply during the course of a curse day.

Because it's far from normal practice for Amory to reach out and grab the approaching man by the wrist. And there's probably a ghost inhabting that arm of his because those fingers aren'tletting go.]

[He's coming out for a moment of fresh air]

[It's late and Kate's patrol shift is coming to an end. It was a good night as far as crimefighting's concerned. Only a handful of muggings. And yes, only five muggings is a good for a big city.

That said, good nights in this place always turn into horrifying ones. Kate will soon find this out as she makes her way home, cutting down the street where the Blue Light is located, unaware that a certain person is standing out in front.]

[Normally this is where Adrian Veidt twists his own wrist to grab the offending one in kind. In theory he could end this encounter a hundred different ways, some faster than others, some more painful than others. He could break the arm or simply turn the grip against the offending person.

In the end Adrian Veidt does none of these things because that one step closer brings him under the red and green spring. Also, he sees Amory's face which isn't a bad face at all. Adrian's opposite hand reaches out to grip his chin and close the distance between them, mouth to mouth. It isn't a soft delicate kiss. It's as firm as his resolve to taste this young man's mouth.]

[ No need to be so forceful, hm? There's certainly no resistance on Amory's part as he returns the kiss, equally as firm- if not more, his hands now placed on Adrian's shoulders as he pushes forward to gain the control. ]

[ There's a brusque wave from Amory as he steps outside, though he takes a cautious few steps back, assuming this is after his encounter with Adrian.

Too bad this mistletoe is wild and rampant. ]

[He's liking this more and more. Adrian's back pushes firmly against the wall now but he has no problem slipping his other arm around Amory's waist, pulling him in.]

[ Amory pulls back to break the kiss- mostly, so he can glance over Adrian's face; as if his curse-addled brain could register faces. Nice try, but no luck there.

Tilting his head in his to one side, he leans in once again, more gradually this time, yet nonetheless unyielding when he meets his lips. One hand moves to bury itself in his hair, as Amory pulls the man closer, not that there's any distance left between them.

This mistletoe must be exceptionally strong.]

[Really? Really? How disappointing it would be to find out Amory's enthusiasm is just the result of a potent curse. Not that Adrian is complaining. The most ideal part is how recognition doesn't seem to register for the young man, but Adrian knows his face. It's in the folder from his last stay in this world.

Adrian allows Amory to exert some control over the situation, well aware that if necessary he will have this exchange return to his own terms. But not yet. Nor will he invite this one back with him until he attains a better grasp on Amory's intentions...or lack thereof. In the meantime, teeth drag firmly across his lips, enough for the feeling but not enough to break the skin.]

[ It's hard not to notice Kate as she passes by. Even more difficult is it for him to not let his gaze linger, but he quickly distracts himself by flipping his phone out and pretending to dial.

...Of course he doesn't miss her.

]

[She doesn't miss him, either. Kate doesn't make it a habit to miss idiots who talk to her any way they feel like. But that doesn't mean she doesn't notice who's standing the doorway. It's not somebody she wants to see either.

She could turn around and take another route home, but that would make it seem like she cares enough to go out of her way to avoid him. Kate doesn't, so she chooses to walk right past him and treat him just like any other stranger. Isn't that what he wanted after all?]

[ A meticulous stalker, it seems. Too bad Amory will turn venomous once this ruddy plant wears off-- soon. Best not be letting him know about those files though; not that Adrian ever would, presumably.

Amory reacts by digging his nails into his scalp, not hard enough to draw blood either, but enough to return the favor. He presumes that's the sort of contact the other wants. Yet even with his obvious fight for dominance (mostly out of pride, since Adrian had taken the first move), Amory can't help but let his mouth edge open--

This may be wear the plant begins to wear off, but Adrian doesn't know that. ]

[ There's a clatter as he cellphone hits a pavement. The hand that held it was currently wrapped around Kate's wrist, and the owner of the hand- well, he had stepped jerked forward to land a kiss on Kate's lips. Even with the sudden movement, the kiss itself had been gentle, you could call it possibly call it chaste.

Maybe his subconscious could manage some fraction common sense despite being curse. ]

[The only other person who knows is Dan...who will be handled in time.

Where nails are concerned, yes Adrian likes it. How can one be so in tune under the influence of a curse? Perhaps Amory is an excellent reader of body language. Perhaps there's more to Amory Felix than meets the eye. When his mouth edges open it's Adrian's tongue that dips between his lips, but briefly.

He bets Amory bites.]

[Oh, hell no. It's bad enough she's still pissed at him. It's even worse than he had the nerve to grab her and place his lips on her. She's tired of this, tired of people grabbing on her, and definitely tired of people who talk about her body parts grabbing on her.

Kate roughly shoves him off of her, no matter how gentle he is, and wipes her mouth off.]

Get off of me!

[She's gripping his shirt to shake him silly, but instead of shaking, she's kissing him back and kissing him back hard. Damn the mistletoe she didn't notices hanging there.]

[ Perhaps he's done this before, been with a man- women, gender shouldn't really matter in this case. Yes, he does know how to read and this curse realizes that. But it's just a kissing curse, isn't it? Maybe the subconscious heightens when the conscious is dampened by a curse.

He might have, he might have not. Either way, Adrian won't be finding out because just a moment ago, Amory Felix shoved him away. Hard.

Livid would be a good way to describe his expression. ]

-- What the hell are you doing?

[ Note that Amory never uses the word hell. ]

[He expected that shove and took it gracefully, which is to say he doesn't stumble nor does he try to approach Amory again.]

You owe an explanation as much as I do.

[He counters in that crisp practiced American accent.]

[Promise was looking for Amory, a rush had started and she needed him back at the bar. She was fairly certain he'd dashed out for a smoke and so she sticks her head out of the door.]

Amory?

[ The only way to salvage the situation, "salvage" in the sense of not having to deal with Kate or her temper, is to step back and slip away as fast as he can. If he hadn't just kissed a stranger and Blue, he probably would have had the energy otherwise, but....

... Maybe it wasn't that. Maybe there was another reason he wanted to avoid her.

But anyway, he steps back to make a dash for it, except that damn mistletoe takes no prisoners. He continues to kiss her, but now there's enough force behind it to be considered a real kiss. If Kate thought a chaste one was bad, then this one will make her cringe for days.

[Cringe? No, let's try vomit. As much as Kate wants to pull away, she just can't and it's pissing her off. It's like she's not in control anymore and that causes her to be a little more forceful in the kiss, slipping her tongue between his lips. No way in the world she's letting him come out on top. He'll just rub it in her face.]

[Blue looks over and then pauses as Amory takes a step back, and nods a little bit. He's a two-time veteran of this curse]

Um. Hello.

A curse.

[ In other words: It's not my fault.

Adrian might notice the fact that Amory's trying to avoid his gaze. As forceful as he was and as caustic as he is, this situation is still awkward. Embarrassing, even. He hasn't forgot the kiss- kisses. ]

Forget about it. It's the City playing silly tricks on us, again.

[Adrian is taking small chances on this one. He won't shy away from what he enjoys when it's right there in his face. And who here could use it against him? Blake? Dead. Dan? He manipulated him once, he can do it again.]

Are you asking to be dismissed?

[What a shame that would be, to forgotten an admittedly curse-induced but otherwise breathtaking experience. It's a not-so-simple question phrased so simply, but for Amory's sake Adrian doesn't level his gaze on the young man's eyes.]

Hey.

[ Here comes a sigh. ]

Today's a curse, you know?

I don't need to your permission.

[ There's acid in that last word. Temper takes precedence over embarrassment, and his temper was already strung taught. Adrian's demeanor? That air of self-importance? The fact that Adrian had acted as though he held power over him? To need his permission-- what a bunch of shit. ]

Go fuck yourself.

[ Coarse, undignified, and perfect for the situation. Amory makes a move forward so he can stalk off before the other man can taunt him again. ]

Edited 2009-12-13 12:57 (UTC)

[That reality may be closer to the truth than Amory wishes to know. Incidentally, his coarse language only intrigues Adrian Veidt. The smile that graces his features is subtle. He doesn't doubt Amory will notice it or ignore it. He does nothing to detain the other man any longer, letting him on his way. Letting.]

I'm here.

[ He has a good idea why Promise is calling him out, and it's a welcomed distraction from the prior events. He as about to return to this shift, anyway. ]

Don't worry. I'm coming back inside. At least there's a counter there. [ Meaning- a counter to separate him from the customers' lips. ]

A counter? Why on earth is that relevant?

[She walks outside full and turns to look at him, curiously.]

Is something wrong?

[ He does notice the gesture. that subtle and irritating twist of his mouth, yet Amory restrains himself by feigning ignorance. As he passes Adrian, he continues to do so, his stare set straight in front of him.

Since we're on the theme of intrigue, have another herring, Adrian. Whether you notice it or if just assume it to be part of the curse, there's a flaming ~~bush~~ sprig of mistletoe above where they first kissed. An accident out of anger, really. He doesn't even realize it himself. ]

Well...I've heard.

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hello young man

well you look creepy / wsljhdjfsda sorry for late tags

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i'm a terrible person for this

<33333

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soooobb

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/needs to find an angrier face for him... winter break mission sob

to fully express his RAEG

joining the bus to hell... (and sorry so late)

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