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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2015 1:30 pm
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Hollandaise watched from behind a tree (this was normal).
Hollandaise watched from behind a tree with intent (this was not normal).
Something about the ghoul who floated by was intriguing and decidedly not alarming. The long flowing dress, transparent enough that legs flashed as she walked, the glowing eyes. But especially that long, blue-white hair. It trailed behind the ghoul, long and decorated with twigs, leaves, and dirt. It was full of nature. All in all, Hollandaise had decided she was an acceptable target.
Hollandaise was studying kisses. Her talk with Merry had sparked an insaitiable curiosity about the different kinds of kisses and how they made creeple feel and really, what would it be like to kiss a stranger, someone whom Hollandaise had no preconcieved notions of? It was now or never. She swallowed and darted forward in front of the ghoul. In the same movement, she reached up to cup her hands about Siobhan's face and stood on tiptoe.
And then she kissed Siobhan full on the lips. It was somewhat clumsy, but filled with a sort of ferocious curiosity in the press of lip on lip.
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2015 1:52 pm
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Holly stumbled back, hands immediately rising to pat at her leaves. There was no pain, no harm done to them, but she was - as always - nervous about her foliage. The shriek was alaming, just a bit, and she blinked, stilling abruptly. Even in shocked stillness, she swayed, the movement organic: like a tree sways in a small breeze. This was not an anticipated reaction. Uncertainty crushed down on her for a moment and her toes curled nervously against the path, her fingers pulling at the hem of her short dress.
"Hello, I am Hollandaise," she schooled her voice and spoke matter-of-factly, yellow eyes gazing up at the banshee. Her head tilted and a lock of hair fell across one shoulder. "Was it unsatisfactory? I can try again, if you w-wish." The slight quaver on the last syllable was a sign of weakness, of her unsureity. She kind of wanted to try again.
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2015 2:20 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2015 4:25 pm
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The warder stumbled back, nearly falling. This was not the reaction Hollandaise had hoped for. Maybe kisses really did make other creeple hate her. Her ears twitched sadly and she wrapped her arms around herself. Abruptly, she decided not to kiss this shrieking ghoul again. Twice was enough, surely.
Hollandaise didn't know what a floozy was, but it didn't seem good. "I am unsure. To be entirely fair, I simply thought you a nice-looking ghoul, not a floozy." Was floozy her species and, if so, how did Siobhan not know? "Do you not know what you are?" There was no amnesiac power in her lips, she was certain.
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2015 5:06 pm
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Hollandaise looked Siobhan up and down carefully. "You are not green, nor are you large. But you are not displeasing, either. Your hair is voluminous." A banshee was not a floozy - Hollandaise had read about Banshees and that really did explain the shriek, she supposed. Still, it was not a pleasant outcome. At Siobhan's words, she moved closer, crowding into the other ghoul's space. In this, Hollandaise was a hypocrite - any other person invading her space would have been coldly ignored.
"Reputation? Compromised? I do not understand," she said slowly. "Does kissing always lead to sexual congress?" Hollandaise gripped Siobhan's hand in both of her own, looking up into the ghoul's glowing blue eyes, her own wide and intent. "I want to know."
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2015 5:42 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2015 1:25 pm
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