Thread: Homestuck: The Trickster and the Thief [Ahren and Resident Homestuck]

RE Homestuck The Trickster and the Thief Vriska Get kissed by an alien You grin back at John, leaning with the slight push he gives you. You finish off the slice of pizza fairly quickly, preferring to be able to sit back without having to worry about not spilling bits of pineapple all over the couch. Once he finishes eating, you watch the movie in silence, only half paying attention to the actual plot. It confuses you a little, to be honest, but your attention is abruptly diverted from the screen entirely when you feel a warm arm settle around your waist, pulling you a little closer. You are only too happy to comply, scooting closer to John, if getting closer was even possible. Now youre literally right next to him, your side resting comfortably against his. He seems to be thinking about something, since hes closed his eyes. Or maybe hes sleeping. But you doubt the possibility of the latter. You look back at the movie, but you arent really watching it. Youre more focused on the steady warmth of the arm around you. After a little while, your curiosity finally gets the better of you. You just have to wonder aloud exactly what pirates in human culture are supposed to be like. Because if this movie is an accurate representation of human pirates, you wonder that they get anything done at all. Once John explains it, it makes more sense to you. Since this is just fiction made for people who arent as used to violent death as your species is, maybe human pirates are not as trivial in reality. Somehow the mention of pirates goes off on a tangent and into your early life on Alternia. Your date seems to be largely unfamiliar with your pastimes, but he does seem particularly interested in FLARP. You spend a little while describing your FLARP sessions, going into more detail on the topic of your rivalries, oppositions, and partnerships. You dont give him as many specifics as might be helpful, but there were some fairly nasty things that happened sometimes. Anyway, you know that he already knows from various sources about the worst things youve done while FLARPing. You dont see any reason to give him more of a reason to be scared of you, even if he says he isnt. You stop talking after a while and realize that you dont know a hell of a lot about Johns life, so you ask him about his life on Earth. Even though the culture might not have been as active as yours was, youre still curious to know what he did when he was younger. If anything, his childhood sounded like more fun than yours was. He didnt have the responsibility of feeding and caring for a lusus and he spent plenty of time with games. Even though his games didnt have the additional excitement of the possibility of ending up dead at the end of them, they still sounded interesting. You notice that the movie looks like its ready to come to a close. Whatever the plot was, the problem seems to have been resolved, albeit in a rather...strange way, you observe. You wonder how much longer youll have an excuse to stay in this position. With your fingers twined with Johns and your shoulder leaning against his, youre very reluctant to move. You shift a little to allow his arm room to move, and you look between him and the computer with a little confusion, wondering what hes going to do. You get the feeling that using his windy powers might not turn out as well as both of you would hope. You still cant help the slight laugh that comes out at the disastrous effects of Johns attempt to press the Enter key. The sudden crash startles you, but it is funny rather than embarrassing. As is his reaction to it. Well, there goes any more possibility of more movies - for tonight, at least. The television goes blank at the loss of the signal from the computer, the cord connecting it to the computer having been yanked out as the computer fell. The amusement lasts only a short time before you turn to look back at John. Suddenly, youre staring into his eyes and your face is only a few inches away from his. You wonder if hes thinking the same thing that just flitted across your mind. You can feel your heart racing faster than you thought was possible in the few heavy seconds that pass before he finally leans in and presses his lips to yours. It takes a moment to realize that youre being kissed, but then suddenly everythings on fire. Right at this moment, youre aware of literally nothing else besides his lips on yours, the hand tangling with yours, and the arm around your waist drawing you the slightest bit closer. The light kiss ends after only a few short seconds, and now youre again looking into Johns eyes. You know you probably look uncharacteristically happy, but honestly, you dont give a damn. You stare at him for a good several seconds in silence after he offers up a tentative apology. You arent sure exactly what to say. Actually, you arent sure if youre even remembering to breathe. So instead of replying you lean up to kiss him again, your free hand coming up from where it sits at your side to rest on his shoulder.