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[mintjulep]

I hope y'all have at least brushed your goddamn teeth.

((ooc: Feel free to run into him!))

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[totallyinaband]

[Stephen is on his way to work when he bumps into Bones on the sidewalk.]

Oh hey, man. Sorry about that.

[Oh, what's this? They happened to have stopped under a lamppost upon which rests a sprig of mistletoe? There is a brief moment of internal struggle before Stephen grabs him by the front of his shirt and kisses him.]

[mintjulep]

[ Oh, it's the not-a-bartender. ]

'sokay--

[ WHOA HELLO-- actually that... doesn't sound like a half bad idea... Just gonna go ahead and kiss back, actually, that sounds like a great idea. ]

[totallyinaband]

[Stephen's grip in the front of his shirt tightens as he kisses with a little more gusto than before. 85% of his brain telling him that this is a very, very bad idea but it seems to be overwhelmed by the much smaller part.]

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

[There is a tap on McCoy's shoulder. Behind him is a very tiny lady with very pink hair and a very large set of wings, grinning up at him.]

Hi, I'm Dulcie.

[That's polite, right? Now comes the bit where she gets to throw her arms around his neck and plant one on him.]

[mintjulep]

[ ... wings. Huh. Well, he's seen weirder, probably--

Only "weirder" typically doesn't kiss him. Goddamn mistletoe. He's a gentleman, though, so he'll just wrap his arms around her waist and kiss back (goddammit, mistletoe). ]

McCoy.

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

[The arm-wrapping is good because she basically has to go off her feet to reach him. She grins at him when they break of, perhaps licking her lips a little more than she needs to. Her arms aren't moving from around his neck, though.]

Nice to meet you.

[pinkeffinprofessional]

[He's actually on his way to the supermarket. Even thieves have to eat, when he passes Bones in the street. He pauses for a second, for reasons he knows not, and:

Grabs him by the back of the neck and kisses him.]

[mintjulep]

[ If it weren't for the curse, McCoy might actually use some of his Starfleet-given hand-to-hand training. Being grabbed by the back of the neck when you're not expecting it is not the most fun thing in the world, after all.

But nope. Instead, he kisses back. Goddammit, why are all the men he's kissing so against shaving? (Like he can talk, half the time.) ]

[pinkeffinprofessional]

[It's a pretty quality kiss, too. It lasts minute before Pink pulls away]

What the fuck was that?

[duplicities]

[ natasha is just walking behind him on the sidewalk why are you going so slowly get off your phone bones. ]

That's most likely the least of your concerns.

[ and then she arches up on tiptoe--everyone and their mother is taller than natasha--slides a hand around his neck and pulls him down to kiss him. 8| ]

[mintjulep]

[ He doesn't want to slip and fall on the ice, okay. And Karl Urban he is 6'1" thankyouverymuch. ]

Wha--

[ Oh. Hi. Uh. Well, he'll just kiss back, then. ]

[duplicities]

[ scarlett johansson natasha is 5'4" excuse you come down here bones. and natasha is very good at this kissing business so enjoy the moment before she pulls away and ruins it.

which is happening right about now. ]

Walk faster.

[ as if the kiss was...just a precursor to this comment... ]

[waitedforyears.livejournal.com]

[ Well, have a red-head walking your way, Dr McCoy. One who's not at all looking where she's going. ]

[mintjulep]

[ Of course McCoy is too busy grumbling to notice the mistletoe on the streetlight that they happen to cross under at the same time, bumping into her because really, neither of them are paying enough attention to their surroundings. ]

Er-- [ And suddenly his hand is on the back of her neck and he's kissing her. ]

[waitedforyears.livejournal.com]

[ Oh. Well. Amy gets on with the programme rather quickly. It's not like she minds kissing handsome strangers. There's a reason she was a kissogram.

And it does mean she's rather good at this, too. Kissing back enthusiastically, one hand on his shoulder and the other running down his back. ]

[deadly_legacy]

[Brushed and flossed! Princesses have excellent dental hygiene! You're welcome to inspect that for yourself of course since she is passing by with a smile and nod even if you haven't met and that mistletoe is feisty.]

[mintjulep]

[ Don't mind if he does. He gives her a nod in response, but then there's a pause as the curse settles in. ]

Hey, wait a minute--

[ And out goes a hand to pull her in so he can plant one on her. ]

action:

[charring]

[Have a Charlie, sidestepping one batch of mistletoe only to end up right under some just inches away from you, Bones. Also? She's so wrapping her arms around you and kissing you. Because the mistletoe told her to.]

[mintjulep]

[ The mistletoe has great ideas, because Bones is going to go ahead and wrap his arms around her and kiss back. Part of him is mentally damning every piece of mistletoe to hell and back, but that's being ignored. ]

[saidrepent]

[Observant as he is, Raymond does have an unfortunate habit of not paying attention to his immediate surroundings, particularly when he's focusing on something else — like avoiding the cursed greenery, for one. And perhaps just as unfortunately, this is what causes him to run right into Bones.]

Hey— [It doesn't take long for him to realize who he's bumped into, and when he does, two things register in his mind. One: the man is taller than him, goddamnit. And two: of all the people for him to run into during a curse like this, of all the people...

He grits his teeth, trying to resist it for now, no matter how much that curse might be telling him what a good idea it would be to just grab him and—] Isn't this a bad day to be taking a walk?

[mintjulep]

[ Bones, likewise, notices the same two things. He's taller than him, yes (not that it's hard when you're 6'1"), and shitfuckhellfireanddamnation, of all the people-- ]

Shouldn't you listen to your own advice on that?

[ Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. ]

[7thborn.livejournal.com]

[Ginny tends to fall into the habit of snogging doctors on this curse. A curse of which she is something of a veteran, what with it being her first ever all those Decembers ago. It always seems to fall on the days she's decided to go Christmas shopping, too, and one would think she's learned by now, and she's really trying to keep her hands free and ready for pushing people away—which is why she's caught under this awning, trying to rearrange her shopping bags.

An awning that's got a cheery little sprig of mistletoe sprouting from it.

Naturally she's too busy to notice because some nicely-wrapped gifts have just spilled out of a tear in a bag and Bollocks! because she has to pick them all back up now.]

[mintjulep]

[ McCoy is trying to keep a look out for the mistletoe, but Southern gentleman (sort of) that he is, he notices Ginny struggling with her bags first. He's not above shouldering past people and so he does, crouching down to help her grab some of those presents. ]

Here.

[intheblanks.livejournal.com]

[Chase is just emerging from the locker room at the hospital, newly changed from scrubs back to the suit and coat for ward visits. Which, on a day like today, are bound to be interesting.]

[mintjulep]

[ Today, McCoy can be found at a nurse's station, attempting not to make a nuisance of himself (a bit difficult, with all the mistletoe) but trying to figure out how to work a computer that's two centuries older than he is. Eventually there's a shake of his head and he excuses himself; he needs some coffee. That's when he spots Chase and gives him a nod. ]