open ♔ valentine's day

[romanticidal]

♬ Careless Whisper - George Michael

WHO || Anyone and their special someone [Closed]
WHAT || Various Valentine's Day activities
WHERE ||Anywhere
WHEN || Feb 14th, 2016
HOW || Actionspam or Prose

[ It's Valentine's Day! ( aka Singles Awareness Day )  Assume that all missions that are posted already are going out after this. ♥ ]

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[lissatrinall]

Then prove it. [ one eyebrow arcs up briefly, and she draws away enough to gesture back through the crowd ]

[beks]

[No one has to challenge Rebekah more than once. She moves through the crowd, back toward the bar, and then further beyond that. They hit the streets and it's late, but the city isn't quite so desolate yet. It's Valentine's Day and some couples are getting ready to head off to the privacy of their own home for the night.

For Rebekah the cooler air hits the warm dampness of her skin, the sheen of sweat making the air feel far colder than it truly is. It feels good, though. She can hear a faint ringing in her ears, but she knows it will fade quickly. Taking a breath, she glances to Lis'sa and steps in closer to her.]

My flat isn't far from here. [It's probably just a fifteen minute cab ride.] Unless you have somewhere else you'd like to go?

[lissatrinall]

Not particularly. [ the flat will do. she didn't plan this shit out extensively aight. ]

[beks]

[Rebekah nods and moves toward the curb. Her hand still lingers behind her a bit, reaching out and hoping that Lis'sa will take hold of it as she moves to hail a cab. She manages to get one (cha 19) relatively quickly and opens the door for Lis'sa to get in. She smiles at the other woman.]

Shall we?

[lissatrinall]

[ lis'sa is not much of a hand holder, even momentarily, as evidenced by her hesitation, but she slips hers coolly through rebekah's as if to let her draw her in to the cab, because that's totally fine ] Mm.

[beks]

[For Rebekah it's still that hint of old traditions. Of being a polite date. She doesn't let the hand holding linger once they're in the can. She does, however, ensure that she's seated close to the other woman. She even turns to face her, fingers moving to twist at the ends of her hair.]

All the centuries of seeing style change and I'm still finding new ways to appreciate beauty.

[lissatrinall]

[ she seems fine with the closeness, at least, and makes no move to budge ] I've only the one and a half under my belt, I'm afraid. But I've never been very easy to impress.

[beks]

There's nothing wrong with high standards. [She smirks, appreciatively, at her.]

[lissatrinall]

They've served me well enough so far. You strike me as a woman who doesn't tend to settle for anything beneath her.

[beks]

That's true. [She also learned not to try and seek the approvals of others. Many loves were lost due to a jealous brother.]

I'm also quick to find passion.

[lissatrinall]

I tend to keep mine in reserve. Some people misread that to mean that I don't have any.

[beks]

My brother ... he often misread my love for others as removing love from him. That I was trying to leave and yet, now I'm this world he's the one that has chosen to leave his family.

[lissatrinall]

Has he changed much, in this world?

[beks]

I'm not sure if changed is the right word for it. There's much he doesn't remember, things that happened -- that changed our relationship. Made it stronger. He doesn't recall those events and it makes him less trusting of me. Which I wasn't sure could be possible. He's stubborn. He's always been afraid of us loleaving him behind and here there are many things he's been left out of. Memories that he can't recount.

[lissatrinall]

There are some people who firmly believe that the memories that are lost are lost for a reason.

[beks]

I wish I could trust in that sort of sentiment. However, it's left him in the dark regarding more than anyone should be.

[lissatrinall]

Maybe it's not for his benefit.

[beks]

No, but after years of everything being to his benefit — it's difficult to view it as anything else.

[lissatrinall]

You need to start thinking about yourself.

[beks]

[Rebekah takes a breath at that. It's such a simple statement, but it holds so much weight for her. She's said those same words to Elijah -- to Stefan even. Still, for her to take her own advice seems unheard of. She knows she's owed it and that she shouldn't still be so concerned with the thoughts of her brothers. Yet, it's always something that she has on her mind.]

You say it as if it's so simple.

[lissatrinall]

It's the simplest thing there is. [ she says it firmly, turning to fix her with those strange serpentine slitted eyes of hers. ] You decide what you want. And cut out the rest.

[beks]

[The way Lis'sa looks at her, it makes all the difficult thoughts slip away for the moment. Worrying about family, about all the time she's losing - that she's already lost. She's lived so long and she knows that the phrase about time healing doesn't truly apply to her. That all it does is make dealing with the pain a little easier. Still, in this moment she wonders if it's even worth the hurt anymore.

Her hand reaches out to cradle Lis'sa's cheek. It's tentative, not wanting to do something that the other woman isn't comfortable with. It's a far more intimate gesture than the dancing and flirtatious behavior of earlier. It's Rebekah deciding what she wants, even if it's selfish of her, even if she knows that it's against the rules.]

[lissatrinall]

[ lis'sa turns her head very slightly at the touch, her hair falling softly against rebekah's fingers as her eyes droop almost closed. ]

Just like that, yes.

[beks]

[It's been a while since she's felt this way. This warmth that radiates through her and makes her feel a little light headed. She exhales, a moment of relief, at the phrase that Lis'sa utters. The softness of her hair nearly begs for Rebekah to slip her fingers into it but she keeps her touch against her cheek as she leans in and kisses her. It's not tentative, or filled with nervousness, but instead it's assured of herself and what she wants.]

[lissatrinall]

[ the confidence seems to be exactly what lis'sa wanted, and she lifts a hand to the side of rebekah's neck, fingers curling against the skin as she returns the kiss without hesitation. eventually, she breaks off to open her eyes and stare into the other woman's as she says: ] Our little secret. [ it's not a question, at least ]