(accidental) video; un: man's greatest treasure

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[ -- and the camera starts transmitting, as someone pulls away from being very near Hermione. The talisman does not pick up the features of that person, at first, but what it does pick up is Hermione's faintly dazed murmur or:]

A-are you truly a witch?

[There is a brief pause, from the person - woman, you can see it's a woman (Miang-Si, if you've already met her) - in front of Hermione, before she darts forward again, darkening the view completely.

Before the trasmission cuts, from bodies pressing together too tightly, there is one audible clue: the sound of lips meeting lips in a surprisingly thorough kiss.]

- L A T E R -

[OH LOOK AT THAT, IT'S HERMIONE'S FACE. She looks a little more dishevelled than usual, a bit surprised.]

Th - [Clears her throat.] Did this thing turn on? [The indignity. Her first kiss in as long as she's been here, witnessed by the whole network. (Her first kiss with a girl, too! A woman even.) Earth swallow her up.

No, this is fine. She's going to grit her teeth and smile tensely.]

Right, so - on the bright side, I don't think Quangze suspects that I am one of her accomplices? The rest of the inhabitants still think I'm a writer of books on manners - there's something to be written about shoving your tongue in someone's mouth uninvited - regardless. I'm not - I've never met her before just now.

So, in light of that... Please all do me the favour of not mentioning to anyone that I am a you-know-what.

[ooc: Please consider this backdated to Miang-Si's parade on the 25th.]

Comments

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What, because I want some who will kiss me willingly and not because they've been potentially driven insane?

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I see your point.

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The more I think about it, the worse it feels that this was the first in...a while.

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Yeah, that's a bummer.

I'd say that calls for a good distraction. Or a bucket of ice cream.

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I'm not sure I want to be distracted, Miss Eda...

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Oh. Well, what do you want?

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Honestly?

Could I be completely blunt?

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I'd be disappointed if you weren't.

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It hadn't occurred to me that kissing other women could be something I could do.

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That's a weird emphasis you got there.

You mean you thought other people could do it, but not you? Why?

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The difference between theory and practice? In theory, I know people can want to and can enjoy kissing whomever.

In practice...

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Practice is just going and doing it. If you think you'd like to kiss a girl, maybe it's time to go and try it.

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How do I know that they want to try it? How do I know that anyone want to try it?

[Is this weird? To be asking her? They've robbed a library together, that blurs the lines between what kind of boundaries are between them, right? It counts?

They're genuine questions!]

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[ It is a little weird to be having this talk, but, well. Eda supposes Hermione is at a weird place right now. ]

You could, I don't know... ask. Won't know unless you put yourself out there; I'm afraid there's no getting around that.

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That's...dreadful.

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Awww, c'mon! Most people before you managed. Somehow.

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Good for them!

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So you'll figure it out too!

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I don't mean to be having my life epiphanies at you, Ms Eda.

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[ Shrug. ] But we're here now, aren't we.