bubbles & biddies: kissyface edition

00:07	unseeingAugur	[He nods. "And I'll wait for you. I..." He bites his lip, hesitates for a moment as he glances at her from mere /inches/ away.]
00:07		*** unseeingAugur is now known as aristocraticTerror
00:08	aristocraticTerror	[He's going to regret doing this. He knows it.]
00:08	aristocraticTerror	[But... he'll regret not doing it more. "Izzy, I..."]
00:08		*** soulHooks is now known as woundThreads
00:10	aristocraticTerror	[He pauses, worrying at the corner of his lip again with a canine tooth as he considers how to say it. He flushes slightly. "I..."]
00:10	aristocraticTerror	[Damnit. Change tactics.]
00:11	aristocraticTerror	[He takes a steadying breath and closes his eyes, leaning in to kiss her.]
00:13	woundThreads	[-- The fuck, kid? Itziar is still for a moment, wondering what had gotten into Eddy's sweet dead head--]
00:13	woundThreads	[-- and then realizing that this might be his only chance for this.]
00:14	woundThreads	[If he doesn't get brought back, if they never see each other again, if--]
00:15	woundThreads	[She's been aquadrantal for ages by choice, but she can give Eddie a kiss, here, and now, because she can't keep him hanging; so she returns it, gentle and awkward.]
00:27	aristocraticTerror	[She. She isn't kissing back.]
00:27	aristocraticTerror	[And then she is.]
00:31	aristocraticTerror	[It's slow, and hesitant, and awkward, and probably mostly for his benefit but it's still the most wonderful thing in the world right now. He moves to pull back after a couple moments, leaning his forehead against her to avoid having to stare her in the eyes or awkwardly navigate around her horns.]
00:31	aristocraticTerror	["I. Well. Ah."]
00:33	aristocraticTerror	[He moves to pull away in earnest this time.]
00:36	woundThreads	["Hey--" She holds onto him, a little, and presses a kiss to his forehead-- almost roughly-- and tells him, "You could've saved it for after I saved your life, brat."]
00:37	woundThreads	[But her tone is warm, and she hugs him close for another few seconds before letting him pull back.
00:37	woundThreads	]
00:38	aristocraticTerror	He laughs. A little uncertainly. "I. The problem with that is I won't be /able/ to, once you do. So, I... uh."
00:38	aristocraticTerror	"I just had to get that off of my chest."
00:47	woundThreads	"Heh." She raises her eyebrows a little, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. "I'm gonna have to ask about this. Later. When you're alive again. Got it, kiddo?"
00:47	aristocraticTerror	He nods, hesitantly. "I... okay."
00:49	aristocraticTerror	His expression softens a bit. "I'll see you soon, then."
00:50	woundThreads	"Yeah. You will." She presses another kiss to his forehead, and murmurs against his skin, "Knock me out, sweetie."
00:52	aristocraticTerror	He nods, taking the time to murmur three more words to her. "S̶̨͠l̶è҉̴͝e҉̸p̸̴̡͝ ̢́͜͠w̡͡e̷̢̛l̛͟͟l̷̶,̕͏ ̶͞͞͡͝I̷͟͢͜z̴̶z̨͡y̕͞.̵̷̧̛"