cross_and_bow | we are invariably pleased to welcome tourism

Sherlock is usually very puncutal. He's only one minute late, but that's still not quite as punctual as usual. Bella peers out the window, not yet allowing herself outright concern.

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eversomuchfun

"In what sense?" he inquires.

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cross_and_bow

"Mmm, the losing-sometimes-gets-you-kisses sense," she says. "Of course, since you already found losing entertaining for other reasons perhaps I'm not making anything worse if I -" (kiss kiss.)

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eversomuchfun

He giggles into said kisses.

"Indeed you are not," he confirms. "But if it makes you feel better, we could start kissing when I win, too. Even things up a little."

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cross_and_bow

"Let's do that," she says, grinning down at him. "One more round, winner kisses the loser."

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eversomuchfun

"I accept your terms."

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cross_and_bow

Bella lets him up. But this time she doesn't wait for the attack; she tries a (clumsy, relative to her other moves if not to the general population) first-closing move. "Can't always be waiting to get jumped," she says between exchanges of kinetic energy.

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eversomuchfun

"Very true," Sherlock agrees. "Good thinking."

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cross_and_bow

She compensates somewhat for the poor start, but not enough.

Fair Juliet, meet floor.

"Oof."

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eversomuchfun

"Victory," says Sherlock. "And our mutual reward."

And he kisses her.

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cross_and_bow

"Mm, fun and educational," giggles Bella on the next occasion when her mouth is free. She squirms a little, not really trying to get up.

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eversomuchfun

"I've a sudden impulse to turn this into a tickle fight," Sherlock observes, but in fact only kisses her again.

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cross_and_bow

Juliet giggles. She opines neither way on the tickle fight.

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eversomuchfun

Kisses are apparently more interesting.

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cross_and_bow

Kisses are very interesting indeed. (And this time she doesn't even have a split lip getting in the way of enjoying them; that was closed overnight and no longer tender by the time she got finished at the morgue and went on to school.)

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eversomuchfun

(Bless Slayers and their accelerated healing, and bless Amariah and her helpful magic.)

Also, kisses. Kisses are fun.

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cross_and_bow

Bless kisses!

It really is late. Bella squirms, puts on one of those unsustainable bursts of strength, and flips him over. One more kiss, and she's up on her feet again, bouncing restlessly in spite of a yawn.

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eversomuchfun

Sherlock giggles from the floor, then hauls himself to his feet.

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cross_and_bow

"Home we go," yawns Bella, donning cross and bag and offering her hand for holding.

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eversomuchfun

He takes her hand and kisses it before he starts walking. Because he can.

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cross_and_bow

He most certainly can. (He can make her giggle, too.)

They encounter a demon on their way home! It has been hiding in some shrubbery, although Sherlock might notice it anyway before it jumps out and jogs towards them. It seems extremely confused. It also seems hungry.

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eversomuchfun

Indeed he does, and as the demon exits the shrubbery, Sherlock kisses her hand again and says, "Shall I take care of this one, love?"

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cross_and_bow

"Let's see how I do," she says after a quick check for onlookers. "I recognize this one," she adds, stepping in front of them and leaping at the demon. "Long - unpronounceable -" The demon fights back, but she's faster - "name with - lotta H's in - and you have to -" She pulls off a sacrifice throw; the demon goes flying and she rolls up to her feet again - "twist anything you wanna -" She uses its attempt at an uppercut to vault to stand on its shoulders and grab hold of its head. "Remove," she says, twisting. "Also they eat human livers and they dissolve into soap bubbles when they die!" she adds, sounding like a tour guide on a tame safari ride while she hops off its shoulders and drops the removed head onto the rest of its collapsing (and indeed dissolving) body.

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eversomuchfun

He applauds lightly.

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cross_and_bow

"The soap bubbles thing is convenient," she says. (She's taken to carrying a water bottle to practices and she didn't drink it all tonight; she pours a little on the dissoluble demon to help it along with running down a storm drain.) "These guys sometimes travel in packs but a pack would've joined us by now. Thank you, Mr. Giles's Stalling For Time Homework. Anyway. Onward."