Vriska had spent a few hours getting herself ready for an event that was probably kind of pointless to spend so much time getting ready for! Teeth, brushed. Shower, taken. Hair, painstakingly brushed and combed. She'd even picked out a special outfit. She'd taken the time to alchemize her old fairy outfit with some of her more usual clothes, and it resulted in a short skirt, a slightly blue denim plaid pattern, a jacket with short sleeves, and of course, her black shirt bearing her symbol. There were even pre-prepared holes for her wings, should she choose to have them out! And she did, of course. They were nice to show off, and she loved having them touched.

She even arranged her boonbuck pile, having divvied it up almost a couch of varying forms of the boon currency, so they'd have a more comfortable place to sit as she prepared the movie. She'd picked out a few movies and alchemized them, some of her favorite seagrift movies, like Effeminate Man With Braided Hair Loses a Ship Then Steals Another Ship before Kidnapping a Mayor's Daughter And Her Romantic Interest To Search For His Own Ship With A Compass That Points Only To Things That He Desires Only To End Up Having To Fight With The Empress's Royal Navy As Well As An Enemy Gang of Pirates Before Revealing The Bad Guys Are All Undead Creatures In The Sunlight But He Beats Them By Tricking Them Into Letting Him Have The Curse So They Can't Kill Him Until He Deals The Fatal Blow To The Enemy Leader And Breaks The Curse On All Of Them And Escaping With His Favored Ship and a movie she thought Karkat would enjoy, one of those silly romantic comedies, Man Falls In Love With Girl With Severe Short Term Memory Loss And Has To Come To Terms With Her Family About How To Deal With Them And Continue To Form A Relationship With Her Though He Tries To Start A New Relationship Every Day With Her He Wants More So He Does Research And Instead Of Reliving Each Day As If It Were The Same Day He Makes A Video For Her To Watch Each Day With A Little Extra So She Can Be Caught Up When She Meets Him Again For The First Time Every Day Even Though They Get Married Towards The End Of The Movie At About The Same Time Her Steroid Abusing Brother Marries Some Creepy Russian Woman.

She wasn't sure how well the combination would work, but now they had a movie they both should be able to enjoy! Or both hate, but mutual fun all around!

She opened the door to her room on the meteor and started shouting out for Karkat, hoping that by now he was ready for their d8!
Karkat Vantas sent, at 08 Nov,2011 3:21:57 PM:
Karkat wasn't nearly as gussied up as Vriska. Same sweater (Albeit with holes to accomodate his new massive wings), same cargo pants, same slippers, same everything close-wise. However, he too had at least freshened up. Brushed his teeth, scrubbed his tongue, spent a good long time with mouthwash getting the smell of whiskey off his breath...tried and failed to turn his hair into something other than a scraggly mop. Fashion was stupid as far as he was concerned, yes, but fashion and being presentable for your fucking matesprit, especially in her own dream bubble, were two completely different things. And it would make her happy for him to put some effort in, besides..it was the least he could do considering she was dead.

He'd been 'living' in her dream bubble, and the one incredibly strange time kompression dream bubble, for quite some time now..and honestly, it was amazingly relieving to not have a single worry at all. Neither of thing was going to age, nothing could come along and pull them apart or kill them, they just had time for each other..a relief. A major relief. And he was working on helping her open up, have real confidence that wasn't fakey fake huge 8itch confidence..she in turn helping him.

This date of theirs had been his idea. He'd been talking privately with some of the humans in the huge time kompression dream bubble, and this is what had come of it. He'd let her pick the movies with the condition that one be a romantic comedy, and had in turn acceded that the other be a seagrift movie..that kinda of worried him a little. For all he knew, she had chosen some five-hour documentary or something. Five hours of nothing but seagrifts...well, at least he'd have her..maybe he could try and get her in the mood if got bor- Oh.

Oh my.

One look at her in that outfit was all it took to make his jaw drop. Okay, fashion was STILL stupid, but..that skirt. Those legs. That jacket. Those wings..stunning. He had planned maybe some attempt at being smooth or charming, but..he had been completely disarmed. All he could manage, fluttering up to her, was a simple "Holy fucking shit you're beautiful."
Vriska Serket sent, at 09 Nov,2011 2:39:37 PM:
The spider girl's face was a light shade of blue. Sure, she'd alchemized that skirt a little shorter, having been intending to be as much of a blue bombshell as she could, but there was something about the fact that now she was being looked at with it that made it feel like it barely covered anything! She fidgeted a bit, but smirked some and welcomed him in. And by welcoming, she meant she reached out, took him by the shirt, and pulled him in, and against her.

To show her thanks for his compliment, her lips found his, quite pleased with the lack of alcohol taste that she'd grown used to. She wouldn't have minded much if he'd left it, but there was something about that fresh, clean taste that kept her from wanting to stop after she'd begun.

There was some confidence in her kiss, maybe because it kept him from being able to stare at the skirt so short, and those thighs she'd so readily exposed. A shyness she never had in her living, where it mattered for her to be as strong as possible and to hide all weaknesses she had. Freedom, is what it felt like, and yet, even in death, it was such a nice thing.

Her tongue slipped between the lips of the mutant's mouth, seeking his tongue for a moment, caressing it, teasing, before she pulled away and backed up a little toward the boonbuck couch, hopping gently upon it and making a jingling sound of coins moving, as she picked up the remote.

"So, are you ready to watch .." she paused a moment, trying to remember the godawfully long name of the combined titles of the movies, shaking her heard. "The movie! It'll just be a surprise!"
Karkat Vantas sent, at 11 Nov,2011 4:54:16 PM:
The kiss all but screamed of the freedom she was feeling, and he loved it at much as she did. No hesitation in it, no fear of having to cover anything up or, even further back, keep up appearances. Just redrom in and of itself, and he was sad for it to end, even more so by the loss of the tongue action. The moment he was plopped down on the couch, which amused him a great deal, seeing as the thing was literally made out of money, he pulled Vriska down across the lap. Then, gentle rubbings were applied to her wings, concentric circles around the 8fold dots on either. "A surprise? Really. Yeah, that's really fucking assuring, Serket. Please tell me you didn't pick a 5 hour documentary..."

Then, he stroked one finger down the length of her leg to tickle and tease her. The promise of sex later, the promise of gentle caresses in the midst of it, in a simple stroke down her leg. "Let's do your movie last. Who fucking knows, you might get me interested in some kinky roleplay shit." He leaned down slightly, gently kissed the tip of her horn, then leaned back up. "If you're still into that. We've got all the time in goddamn paradox space, we can do whatever you fucking want."

He made himself comfortable, deciding to actually do away with his overly-large wings for the duration of the movies. He continued to idly stroke her leg, letting her set everything up and put the moving on and whatnot. He was actually quite content to just sit there and be with her.
Vriska Serket sent, at 19 Nov,2011 6:15:23 PM:
The spidertroll fidgeted as her wings were rubbed, her face flushing a bit as he rubbed on her wings. She squirmed, causing the jingling and sliding of boondollars and boonbanks, but the boonbond couch stayed, at least mostly, in tact. Her wings fluttered ever so slightly from the touches, leaving that sparkling blue dust on his fingertips as he toyed with them. "H-hey, quit that~" she protested weakly, despite making no attempts to get away from the touches, the only resistance offered was her little pleased whimpers and squirms.

"I..." she paused a bit to take a breath, her face still a little flushed, "thought I'd try something different, so I put them together... The title's a bit too convoluted for me to actually say without scrutinizing, but it's a favorite of mine and something I thought you'd enjoy!" she said with a smile.

She actually outright jumped at the touch to her leg, starting to giggle as the stroke tickled. She almost ignored the roleplay shit comment because of it! "H-hey! Careful!" she scolded, but leaned up on him and kissed him on the lips. "The roleplaying I'm interested in has less application in the bedroom though~ I'd rather for here we worry about other things~" she whispered softly, digging over to the side of the boonbuck pile and digging out what appeared to be a bottle of absinthe. "And I thought you'd like to share this with me~" she offered with a bit of a smug grin, before she flitted up out of the seat for a moment.

She slipped the movie in, and took the remote back to the seat with her, skipping through the credits and to the movie, which was bound to be hilariously so bad it's good. As it started though, she made sure to slip up nice and close to him, pouring a couple highball glasses full of the absinthe and offering a silent toast.
Karkat Vantas sent, at 20 Nov,2011 7:45:19 AM:
Of course, he couldn't help but chuckle. Not derisively, of course. More, and he was suddenly very glad that only Vriska could read his mind and not Terezi, of an ironic laugh. He had just spent fuck knew how long scrubbing himself free of the smell of liquor, and now here she was pouring liquor for the two of them! And not just liquor, but absinthe of all things. After their toast, he put an arm around her shoulders and squeezed, then patted her. This was the best side of her, now that she was dead and free. The very core, hidden under sweeps of built up armor or standoffishness and cruelty.

He was only really half paying attention to the new movie, more on her. How could he not? By the time he spoke, he had gotten a quarter of the way into his glass, from sipping. "What, absinthe for a shitblood pauper like me? Marquise, you're too fucking kind.." Words that could have been mocking, or insulting, but spoken in jest, accented by another squeeze. "That, or you're just trying to booze me up to have your way with me~" Still only half watching the movie, he looked at her with a loving smile. "You really do look really fucking beautiful in that..but there was no need. You look amazing in any fucking rags you wear. And you know I don't give a shit." Again, he gently stroked her leg, deliberately aiming to tickle this time. "Showing more skin is nice, though."
Vriska Serket sent, at 05 Dec,2011 3:38:57 AM:
"This is a special occasion, and besides, I got you something that actually tastes good. Not whatever foul swill you usually drink," she teased, taking a sip of her drink as she looked up at the movie. Her face was nice and flushed blue as he complimented her, and she snugged up to him. She fidgeted as that hand tickled her bare leg, squirming right up against him. "Heeey..." she whined playfully, but she leaned up to kiss him, a light taste of absinthe on her lips.

"I figured you deserved something for making it this far. You really have come a long way," she murmured softly, barely loud enough to be heard over the movie. The boonbond 'couch' she'd made slipped a little underneath her, letting her fall a bit against him, and the reaction made her practically latch onto him. Though, after the initial second of surprise was over, she smirked and leaned up to kiss him once more. She wasn't going to lie, the combined movie was... well, mediocre to say the least. The themes didn't mesh very well. So, instead of focusing on it, she turned her attention to him