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juno "disastrous dame" steel. ([personal profile] monologue) wrote in [community profile] xistentia 2017-11-14 01:37 am (UTC)

Nuh-uh, I'm from space. This stuff? It doesn't happen like that.

[ seriously, and he might look just a little more troubled by that, or he would if wyatt hadn't pretty much swept in with his sneaky little mitt at the base of juno's neck. it's a weakness, the kind he can't shrug off because really. it's been what, six months? a shadow of a touch to his nape doesn't get him weak-kneed, he's made of sterner stuff, but.

it's nice. ]


But I'll take your word for it. Now. As for that lady, you don't need me to be the go-between.

[ he'll let a twirl happen, if only because it somehow fits the dance just a little bit, makes the room churn into a blur of pleasant color and for half a second, juno doesn't have to say a single word, just has to spin and pull in again. it's like timing's on his side for once, and maybe it makes him feel a little cool. juno's nothing if not an active narrator. ]

You're talking to him.

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