[ Dottie/Malk - Dares Completed:1 ] "Ya, but then all of these other losers got all ******** huffy about it. Oh well, it was more of a suggestion than a dare anyways." She said, about the whole punch thing, and reached to pull her bandanna down enough for him to see her smirk, eyes flicking over him, as if she were actually interested in more than just a drink (though she really was not).
"I don't see anybody stoppin us." She shrugged, and waited for him to make his decision, though her hopeful plans for a timely exit soon took a sharp turn into slightly weird territory between Mr Fists and Mr Gun, and her attention strayed, until it was called back again.
There was a split second where she stared at Malk blankly before she realized what he was asking, but before she could answer, she heard a call from behind.
Cringe.
s**t. Now she really couldn't leave.
She recovered quickly. "Hell ya you can take me out later, sweet cheeks. Just find me when you're ready to get out of here." She laid a wink on him, pasted on a fake smile, and turned away.
He seemed like he had more to talk about with the guy he'd come in with, anyways.
Dottie/Vash Her smile, however, dropped, as she leveled a steely eyed glare on Vasily. Still with the Wizard of Oz jokes, hey? She wondered how long this was going to go on, for.
"Oh good." She feigned a sweet smile, her gaze remaining the same. "The brainless Scarecrow is here~ So glad you didn't die from your injuries."
She didn't sound glad in the slightest.
"What the ******** is the thong song?" She asked, as if she didn't know. "Maybe you should demonstrate first."
Dottie/Sonja So distracted was she by all of the other things going on that she apparently couldn't take the time to just
appreciate for five ******** seconds, she barely caught the tail end of Nash's sentence, missing most of what he had said.
Something about pink and kissing or cuddles. She gave him a long, suspicious look, head turning away from him just in time to find Sonja in front of her.
Not that she really even knew who Sonja was beyond
that girl who had been with her brother during the giant caterpillar fiasco. Now, instead, she was
that girl who's arm was strewn over Dottie's shoulder, and
she who was leaning closer, and
who was also now placing a soft, warm hand against Dottie's face.
Well, hello."Only if you're into that~" She smiled, and it was a sharp smile, full of teeth, and something about the way that she had said it made it clear that she wasn't joking, a dark promise that smoldered in a steady gaze that held Sonja's for just a moment, before a familiar voice interrupted her fun.
She turned her head to the side before Sonja could close the distance, just enough to spy Dean. "Don't act like you aren't going to take a picture to jerk off to, later." She mocked, knowing full well that saying as much would likely just disgust him more, before she turned back to the matter at hand.
One arm snaked low around Sonja's waist, hand pressing against her lower back to yank her in closer, while her other hand slid to Sonja's side, fingers slipping beneath a hem (if there was one) to tease along her skin as they grazed upward, fingernails scraping lightly.
She caught the other woman's lips with her own, and though she had pulled Sonja in rather roughly at the beginning, she at least let the kiss start out soft, before she pressed into it with more intensity and fervor, her hand lifting from Sonja's side to grip at the back of her head, lips parting to deepen the kiss, the flavor of which the other woman was likely to find faintly minty.
She nipped at Sonja's bottom lip, and not gently, when she pulled away, but she didn't pull
far away, her smile somehow even sharper now.
"Now
I dare you." She murmured quietly, a near whisper, as if instead of issuing a challenge to Sonja, Dottie was instead imparting on her seem deep, dark, fantastic secret, her hand sliding around to grip at the woman's chin with a thumb and index finger. "To text my idiot brother and ask him out on a date."
