graveyard part 3

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hunter's game the graveyard You wake up in an unfamiliar cabin. At first, it almost seems like you're in an entirely different place and that everything had been just a dream. The interior of the cabin looks nothing like the run-down, old-timey shacks that you had been living in before. Everything in here is sleek and modern, from the enormous flat-screen TV mounted on the wall to the fridge and mini-bars stocked with all your favorite foods. There aren't any individual rooms in here, just a common area large enough to house everyone comfortably, no matter how many more people join you...and there will be plenty more people joining you before the week is over. Because if you look outside the window, it quickly becomes clear that not only are you still in Prayer's Pass, but that you are no longer among the realm of the living. Judging from the tombstones directly outside, you're now in what had been the abandoned broken-down cabin in the graveyard. The cabin's not all that changed; the world outside has gone completely grey and everything you see appears to be faded and blurry. The only things that remain sharp and in color are what's inside the cabin, including your fellow ghosts. Occasionally, people who are still alive may enter, but it's clear that what they're seeing is completely different from what you're seeing. The door's unlocked; however, a mysterious force prevents you from stepping beyond the threshold, no matter how hard you may try. After all, this cabin is a cage for the dead - a gilded one, perhaps, but a cage nonetheless. On the flat-screen TV plays everything that is currently happening in the town. It will shut off once night starts...and something else will appear instead.

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[unadorned]

[Well.




Well okay.]

You know, I honestly meant what I said about meeting once all of that was over.

[pasodoble]

( He thinks for a moment. Oh! )

Ah, I don't think I ever want to see another cabin again after all of this.

[unadorned]

I-It's not the cabin you'll have to look at! Really...

[pasodoble]

Then we can talk at a café instead.

( o b l i v i o u s )

[unadorned]

You--- Seriously--

[Her shoulders sag as she deflates. Not even Isabel is that bad.]

Fine. But give me a proper kiss this time. [And be really glad she doesn't have anything to hit Spain with if he refuses.]

[pasodoble]

I know a really good one in Seville and--

( qué )

Come again?

( That was. Surprisingly straightforward. )

[unadorned]

None of that affectionate silly friendship stuff. And make it a good one. You have the Spanish passion's reputation to uphold. I'll know if your heart's not in it. [it's either dig herself deeper or drown so she keeps digging]

I don't have all day. Well, technically, we do, but you know what I mean.

[pasodoble]

( On one hand, they had been enemies. He's convinced she was going to kill him soon if he didn't sooner. And if she wasn't, then certainly, he made himself an enemy the moment he arranged to have someone else kill her instead of doing it himself.

On the other, it isn't like he hadn't been trying since they first met even if he didn't realize he was trying.

His mouth twitches into a smile as he finally realizes what she's saying and he'll make a dash for her. Pick her up in his arms, spin her around, and then kiss her twice. The first one is short-- a test to make sure she this isn't a trick to actually punch him in the mouth. Once he's sure it's safe, he'll pull her closer and give her a long, passionate kiss.

He wouldn't dream of not doing his best.

Prussia is cute, he can admire her straightforwardness and strength, and he does have a reputation to prove. )

[unadorned]

[Well. This is different and it pretty much tops her expectations. It's nice and warm and intimate and what has taken Spain so long, dammit.

Just when she thinks Spain is about to pull back (because you can't trust men, really), she reaches up to cup his face and pull him for another kiss she initiates this time. Do they need to breathe if they're dead? ]

[pasodoble]

( Excuse you, he's only been trying the entire game. It's not his fault every meeting turned into strictly business or had to be canceled for breakfast with a group of doomed sociopaths. It's also her fault for being on the wrong side or else this would have happened in the morning but to be fair, that wasn't entirely her choice.

Color him surprised but not displeased when she kisses him again, his lips turning into a smile. Air is nice but this is better. Right now isn't even really about what he needs anyways; he's more focused on what he wants. It's too bad they can't be alone. Ultimately though, he does have to catch his breath and he'll break the kiss, albeit, reluctantly. He still won't let go of her though, sorry.

He's positively glowing, smiling, and catching his breath. Let's take a moment to talk about how much Spain loves a strong woman? Wow, Prussia.

Just give him a moment. He'll say something profound soon. In Spanish, )

Where have you been?

( He's been all around the world and he's never met her before and this is a shame. )

[unadorned]

[She's heady with the joy of getting what she wanted as much as the kiss itself, and she's not letting go if he doesn't. Won't tell anyone he made her legs go weak. No sir. She's just leaving her arms around his neck because it's comfortable.

And to think this would have been so much easier if Spain had been a Hunter, too. It'd have the meetings bearable, at least.]

Isn't it too late to flirt with me now? [Thanks, Isabel.]