[ It's still weird to think about, that she's doing all these things she normally wouldn't partake in just to be able to get someplace here. If it means she can go back home at some point though, or at the very least, get more information about this place to be able to get back at it, then hopefully it will be worth it in the end. ]
It's not the worst prank, at least.
[ But, she is right. They ought to get on with it... Weiss lets out a soft laugh. ]
Right. So, are you capable of being cute when you want to be?
[At Weiss’ question, Fang approaches her with languid grace, resting a hand on the wall beside Weiss’ head and leaning forward. With the same unrushed deliberateness, she places two fingers under the smaller woman’s chin, tilting her head upward.
She leans over, partially shielding them from the hungry eyes of the painting.]
I can manage being cute enough, if that’s your preference.
[Her smile comes, slow and pleased, mostly with herself.]
[ It's a quick shift in the mood, and even though Weiss asked, almost as if demanding that Fang be that witty and charming lady she met the first time a month or so ago?
This renders her speechless. Colour fills her cheeks as she finds herself staring, but her state of fluster only lasts for a few seconds. Weiss, fortunately, manages to right herself. ]
That was one of the stipulations. [ In getting out of here. So even if this is an act, or if this is a side of her that's actually real, Weiss welcomes it. She can be just as cute, too. ] I'd say you're doing much better now.
[If Fang's little half-smirk widens at Weiss' blush, she won't admit to it openly. With careful tenderness, she brushes a lock of hair behind Weiss' ear, then glances over to the painting.]
You hear that? I'm doing better. You better let us out after this, else I'm gonna make a bonfire out of you.
[The threat is delivered casually, but there is something about the tone that suggests dead seriousness. That done, she turns back to Weiss, then dips her head to meet her in a kiss that is slow but nonetheless sensual.]
[ Tough girl and a charmer. Weiss had a feeling. Nothing wrong with it, though. Maybe another time, she can drag Fang out somewhere to get to know her better. Following their own terms, of course. None of that being stuck in places...
Fang turns back to Weiss after giving the painting a threat. Blue eyes meet Fang's for a second until any distance they have between them is gone. Weiss' lips are taken, kissed, and she closes her eyes in response as she returns the kiss. Much as she wants to get out of here quickly, the way she kisses Fang is slow and gentle, a little experimental as she follows the other woman's lead. ]
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It's not the worst prank, at least.
[ But, she is right. They ought to get on with it... Weiss lets out a soft laugh. ]
Right. So, are you capable of being cute when you want to be?
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[At Weiss’ question, Fang approaches her with languid grace, resting a hand on the wall beside Weiss’ head and leaning forward. With the same unrushed deliberateness, she places two fingers under the smaller woman’s chin, tilting her head upward.
She leans over, partially shielding them from the hungry eyes of the painting.]
I can manage being cute enough, if that’s your preference.
[Her smile comes, slow and pleased, mostly with herself.]
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This renders her speechless. Colour fills her cheeks as she finds herself staring, but her state of fluster only lasts for a few seconds. Weiss, fortunately, manages to right herself. ]
That was one of the stipulations. [ In getting out of here. So even if this is an act, or if this is a side of her that's actually real, Weiss welcomes it. She can be just as cute, too. ] I'd say you're doing much better now.
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You hear that? I'm doing better. You better let us out after this, else I'm gonna make a bonfire out of you.
[The threat is delivered casually, but there is something about the tone that suggests dead seriousness. That done, she turns back to Weiss, then dips her head to meet her in a kiss that is slow but nonetheless sensual.]
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Fang turns back to Weiss after giving the painting a threat. Blue eyes meet Fang's for a second until any distance they have between them is gone. Weiss' lips are taken, kissed, and she closes her eyes in response as she returns the kiss. Much as she wants to get out of here quickly, the way she kisses Fang is slow and gentle, a little experimental as she follows the other woman's lead. ]