12561/That's a long way of saying, please to do kissing me now

That's a long way of saying, please to do kissing me now
Date of Scene:	24 August 2022
Location:	Vivian and Molly's Dorm Room
Synopsis:	Kamala stops round to pose for a second artwork. They chat about swimsuits, exchange silly facts and talk Star Wars. Also they flirt shamelessly. You have been warned!
Cast of Characters:	Vivian Vision, Kamala Khan

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Vivian Vision has posed:
With things going well between Vivian and Kamala the anticipated, with much teasing, second art modelling session has finally been arranged. Viv has taken great care to clear up her dorm room over lunch and has left the Leia costume Kamala 'volunteered' to wear ready in the bathroom.

She's once again made sure there is a selection of jucie and snacks. Mostly cupcakes today. Just in case they need to take a break for food or drink.

She's got a fresh set of pencils and a brand new sketchpad too. Just to ensure everything that could go wrong won't. (Except for giant monster attacks or rogue dinosaurs on campus. Not a lot she can do about those.)

And now it's simply a matter of waiting for her muse to arrive!

Kamala Khan has posed:
The muse, as she's been called, arrives a little bit before the arranged time. Kamala had to head by her house to check in, but then escaped to come over to Vivian's dorm with the explanation that she was getting help with homework. Which probably isn't a lie, Vivian definitely would help her, but isn't the whole truth either! Some things must go unsaid in the Khan household.

She shows up and knocks gently on the door, "Hey, I'm hereee..." Trying to reaffirm the confidence she'd shown when volunteering to pose in that costume. Which, to be fair, feels a lot more like excitement than apprehension. It's something she's trying to parse in her brain.

Once she's let inside, she goes over to the synthezoid, "Soo... how you doing?"

Vivian Vision has posed:
Vivian doesn't quite rush over to the door. Or rather she does but after the few quick footsteps there's a pause before she opens the door. Trying to look casual and cool. "Hey Kamala," she says brightly. "I am good." She smiles. "Better now that you're here."

She motions for her muse to come in and make herself comfortable. "I hope that you didn't have any issues getting here?"

Thankfully being available online the entire time she's been more than able to provide homework help while Kamala was catching the hyperloop back to Happy Harbor. If Kamala had been so included to study on the trip to make her little white lie a technically true statement!

"I've got everything you might need ready. I did not know if.. you.. ah.. would need to prepare in any way?" There's a little bag hanging from the bathroom door which seems to contain pretty much everything you'd get given for free in a fancy hotels complimentary toiletries pack.

Kamala Khan has posed:
Kamala is chewing her lip when Vivian pulls the door open and practically attacks her in a hug, unable to keep up her cool for much longer than it takes to close the distance to the synthezoid. She had been doing her homework on the hyperloop, something to keep her from getting antsy, even though it isn't a very long trip at all. It is long enough for her to start thinking too much though!

Kamala's good at thinking too much!

"Gosh, I know we just saw each other earlier today in school, but I missed you." A delicate kiss and she drops off her things and glances over towards the bathroom where she knows the costume is waiting for her. Right now she's wearing some capre pants, sneakers, and a Wasp t-shirt.

She's always wearing Avenger Merch.

"Uh...." at first unsure what Vivian means, but then she glances at her legs and 'oh' faces. "Pr-probably should, yeah.." Several seconds clearing her throat and then she nods and builds up the confidence necessary to go get ready. There's only one stop and it's to get a cupcake, then she's walking towards the bathroom. Door closing a smidge, peering out at Vivian with a shy little grin the whole time.

Vivian Vision has posed:
Vivian Vision is quite hard to surprise given her enhanced reaction speeds. So her arms come up a little too quickly for a typical Human. Pulling Kamala in for the hug. "I missed you too," she agrees. Kissing back with a pleased expression. "You don't need to do anything you're not comfortable with." She blinks. "I hope that was always clear. But please only do any preparation that you want to do for your own comfort and enjoyment."

Which is probably Synthezoid for 'I'm happy however you want to look'.

She grins back. The cupcakes are little red velvet ones with sprinkles and frosting. It is after all sort of another date too! "I will just sharpen my pencils while you get ready. If you need anything just speak up!"

Kamala Khan has posed:
Kamala grins all the more at the assurances that she needn't do anything that she doesn't want to, "I know." Keeping in theme for Star Wars.. "I'm always comfortable with you, Vi. I'll just be a little bit." She doesn't close the door all the way, though it's mostly so she can still talk to the synthezoid. While Vivian can hear her clearly enough, and could honestly talk to her just fine as well, there's habitual effect to provide less barrier.

Once in the bathroom proper, Kam begins disrobing her clothes and preparing to put on the costume. First by cleaning up her legs a little, using the toiletries provided. "Oh! I read your story.. I uh.. well I like the premise a lot. Especially the fact she never takes off her mask. That was a nice touch for that spy vibe." Cheeks reddening... she wipes off excess shaving cream and begins hooking and fastening everything on.

Vivian Vision has posed:
"Sometimes I feel uncomfortable when we're together but it's in a good way," Vivian replies, laughing a little. "That fluttery feeling? Nervous but excited."

She doesn't seem to mind waiting however long as required. Patience is easy when you can occupy your mind with various things. Like art research or just thinking of things she can say which will seem cool.

"You don't think it was a little..." She starts, then frowns. "Unrealistic? I sort of felt like I was just picking random narrative elements from thin air. Like why would criminals use an art school for a hide out and why would they do it while students were staying there? I guess perhaps the twist could be the students are the thieves but that seems a little.. you know. Convoluted?"

Kamala Khan has posed:
"I... yeah... I get that." Kamala says of uncomfortable, not in a bad way. "A little fidgety, I've gotten that pretty regularly the last few days." Tingling she's not at all use to, feelings she understands, but isn't sure what to do with. "But never uncomfortable."

Meanwhile, Kamala is pulling on the costume, which isn't any different when she puts it on, but somehow looks even more revealing seeing it in the mirror. Oh boy... Red faced, she peers down at herself... even pinches a little bit of baby fat on her stomach with her cheeks puffed out.

Well, she's in it now.

So she begins braiding her hair up to finish the cosplay.

"Most everything about fanfiction is unrealistic. Heck, most things about fiction in general. Why does anyone do anything in movies, when something else would be more effective.. Except that the story would be completely changed and less exciting. Besides, you're just starting. Those little details will get better the more you write, but that doesn't mean they're bad. I genuinely enjoyed the story."

Vivian Vision has posed:
Vivian Vision lets out a little sigh of relief. "I am glad that it's not just me being bad at Human emotions," she says brightly. "It's hard at times to know if my experiences really match up with everyone else. But then I do not know if anyone is truely normal. There is a story about how the US airforce tried to make an average chair that everyone could use. But it was too average and so uncomfortable for everyone they couldn't use it."

She walks around the room one last time looking for something to tidy. Then settles on just sitting down on her bed which does primary duty as the rooms couch. Thanks to a large pile of cushions and Viv not needing to sleep.

"Creative writing for fun is quite difficult really. Making something which is satisfying for myself but also will interest readers. Also I found it hard to know where the boundry between the type of fiction I was trying to write was and where it started to become another genre.

Kamala Khan has posed:
Kamala makes some last minute adjustsments, tugging the loincloth around to hang properly, where the bra is on her chest... which is surprisingly comfortable despite looking like it wouldn't be... then turns towards the door. "Nope, it's been a rush of hormones and tinglin- oh no, I said that out loud..." She hadn't meant to. It was in her head and she's so nervous about stepping out there that she'd just said it..

Now she's got her hand on the knob, eyes closed.

Okay, go.

She pulls it open and steps out, immediately standing with her shoulders slouching forward and running across her abdomen as if that will somehow cover her up. IT doesn't.. not at all.

And her cheeks are on fire.

"I like what you've done so far, just decide what you want to write and keep writing it. The only person who really has to enjoy it, is you... but I enjoy it too, so you're already ahead of the curve." She takes a few barefoot steps towards Vivian on the edge of the bed, trying to summon some confidence in that short distance. Butterflies in her stomach. While this is just an art project... it's a little different too. This isn't just some artist.. It's Vivian. "Hey..." In a quiet little voice.

Vivian Vision has posed:
"I don't actually have hormones I just simulate them," Vivian replies, giving Kamala an out from her admission. "Although I can actually produce them. Or synthetic versions of them. They just don't actually do anything physically. The effect froms from the data."

When Kamala comes out into the room she does a slow up and down look, then bites her lower lip. "You look wonderful." Her enhanced senses will, as they always do, a scan of the area. Which probably doesn't help with Kamala's nerves! "Have I missed your birthday this year? Would it be.. awkward if I offered you the costume as a belated or perhaps early gift?"

"I am certainly finding it a challenging new way to explore creativity." She pauses as Kamala comes closer. And adds a "Hey." of her own while blushing a little herself. "If you feel up to it. Traditionally people in costume in films or movies do a twirl."

Kamala Khan has posed:
The scan has her blushing a bit more, but Kamala is getting far more confident after hearing Vivian say she looks good in the outfit. "It was several months ago. At this point I'm not sure if it would be early OR late... but it's January Third." She says with a glance down at herself. Her shoulders roll back some, peeling arms away from the outfit. It hugs and exposes along her abdomen just beneath her breasts and clings to her hips with both thighs almost completely exposed.. Nobody hasn't seen this outfit before. But nobody has ever seen it on Kamala Khan. At least not until now.

"Well, I can tell you from experience... hormones are a dangerous cocktail. Get your heart beating so fast it feels like it's going to jump in your throat or bust out of your chest..." Do a twirl... yeah, there goes her heart into acceleration mode. "Okay..."

She twirls, holding her hand down over the loincloth to keep it from actually fluttering much. "So, new school uniform, eh?" If her cheeks got any more red, "I'm kidding, there's no way I'm wearing this anywhere but here."

Vivian Vision has posed:
"My birthday was the first of January," Vivian says with a tilt of her head. "I guess we can throw each other parties. In theory. If we don't want to just throw one shared party."

"I certainly know emotions can make me do unwise things. Although they have generally worked out in the long run for me. So perhaps my emotional side has it's own kind of wisdom?"

She reaches out post twirl to hold onto a bit of the costume. "Has this come loose?" She wonders, holding onto a length of chain on the costume. "It was swinging around a bit."

"You are more than welcome to wear that whenever you come round. Although it will probably make it very hard for me to concentrate on homework."

Kamala Khan has posed:
The chain connects to the collar around her neck, extending out to where it's now dangling from Vivian's hand... Kamala had made the conscious decision to put it on. Hooked it around her neck and connected the chain so it would dangle down across her shoulders and now Vivian is holding onto that leash and Kam's bottom lip is pulled up between her teeth with a little sigh. "Yeah.. I meant to wrap it around my arm so it.." Wouldn't swing.

She shakes her head and looks down at her bare toes, "A shared birthday party would be great.." Distracting herself, if only a little. There's no running away now. Brown eyes do a little twirl and glance around the room, "You mean I could manage to distract YOU from finishing homework?" She doesnt' actually believe that's possible, but grins at the notion all the same.

Stepping a little closer to where Vivian is sitting. "So.." Until her leg is right up against the synthezoids, "Where do you want me?" A beat pause, "For the picture, I mean." That could possibly have sounded deliberate, but by the fact her face lights up with and awkward grin, it probably wasn't.

Vivian Vision has posed:
"Oh," Vivian says, fingers curling a little bit around the chain. "Would you like it back?" There's a little pause. "Or am I okay  to keep it.. you know. Safe."

She nods at the birthday party idea. "I'm sure there are plenty of people at school who'd be willing to join us. And also Janet will probably just pay for it. And that means we could do just about anything. The last party my relatives threw was in space. Although I don't think your parents would approve of space." Or anything thrown by Janet but what they don't know won't hurt them.

"I meant distracting me from helping you with your homework," she teases. "I already complete mine in the time it takes me to leave class and get over for the next one."

Her head tilts to one side and she bites her lip again. "The movie pose is sort of sitting on the floor with your legs out like so?"

Kamala Khan has posed:
Kamala nods slowly at the statement, closing her hand over top of Vivian's to make sure she keeps hold of the chain, "No, that's yours." She murmurs and feels her heart beating in her throat, which is... her knees chatter a little, knocking together.

"Hah, a Janet Van Dyne birthday party would be something else. I can imagine all my friends from Jersey staring at me thinking I'd lost my mind.. but they'd still take a swag bag. The mooches." She jokes and glances around at the room, snort laughing at Vivian saying she's already finished her homework almost before the homework assignment is given.

"I mean, I know, but it was a nice thought." She sticks her tongue out at the synthezoid. Then nods and grabs a few pillows to stack up on the floor, moving just a little bit away, not so far as to remove the chain or pull it tight and settles down on an elbow facing Vi. The left knee is extended slightly, the right knee laying across it. "Like this? Will this work?" Propping herself.

Vivian Vision has posed:
Vivian doesn't seem to know if she should be grinning or blushing. So does both. She also can't help toying with it just a little. Not pulling on it too much. Just so it's not hanging too loose. "I hope this does not make me a Hutt," she ponders. "I do not think I would like to cosplay as a slug."

"I will have to show you the images for the space party. The view was amazing." Plus the guest list was almost entirely superheros.

"I am certainly giving you my full attention. I hope you are aware of that," she says shyly. "The pose is nice. Just give me your most seductive look?"

Kamala Khan has posed:
Kamala responds to the playful little tug with a raised brow, neck pulling a little closer, but she more than anything is just playing along. Even if she adjusts a little the way she's laying on those pillows all the same. "No, it doesn't make you a Hutt.. You're.. hrm... you'd be Guru. She was in the star wars novels, a human replica droid." She nods definitively, "Probably one of the best characters to come out of the Legacy books."

As for the party, she grins brightly, "I bet it was... I would be terrified to go to space, not gonna lie. Just a few feet of glass between me and absolute certain death? Ugh... Obviously, if I do go, you'll have to be there to make sure I don't die."

That seems logical. And flirty.

"Good." Kam says of Vi's attention being fully on her, "That's where I want it." She's trying.. it's about the extent of her confidence, but she's trying. Like that little tilt of her head to peer up at Vivian as if kowtowing to the person holding her chain. "Like this?"

Vivian Vision has posed:
"Valeria made a giant forcefield around the dome itself," Vivian re-assures. "We'd also predicted the paths of any potentially harmful material that could have impacted it. The biggest danger was probably someone getting too tipsy and opening an airlock looking for the bathroom." Or given the guest list just flying through a solid wall.

"But I would certainly be willing to keep you safe from potential harm! Despite it being unethical I would put you at the top of the list for spacesuits or teleportation back to Earth."

"Did this Guru character do a lot of this sort of thing?" she wonders. Finally remembering she's supposed to be getting her art things ready. "And that is.." She blinks a few times. "Better than I was imagining."

Kamala Khan has posed:
"So it was perfectly safe, only it was in space so that's not at all garanteed.. because it's space." Kamala is pretty clear on this matter, but the fact that Vi would go out of her way to protect her does put her hypothetical mind at ease. She grins showing her appreciation.

"She did... yeah. Kind of. She wasn't one of the good guys, but she was probably the best bet for someone who might have Leia all dolled up in this getup." She keeps the pose as best as possible, if not for the smile that she's trying to wipe off her face. It's a silly looking expression, "Ugh.." She finally manages only that little sound in her throat.

"I'm feeling kind of giddy and more than a little uh..." She shrugs a shoulder and looks down at the carpet. "I never in a million years thought I'd be sitting on someones floor wearing this, but even if I had, it wouldn't have been with someone as absolutely amazing as you."

Vivian Vision has posed:
"Nothing is ever perfectly safe," Vivian says philosophically as she begins to draw. Her sketching seems to be progressing quite rapidly even though she's holding a length of chain with one hand. "But it was safe enough that I didn't worry about many of my friends and family being there."

She giggles when Kamala brings up the costume. "It's really more modest than many swimsuits," she points out. "Except perhaps for.. you know." She glances at the chain. "That is an idea. You mentioned disliking your existing swimsuit. So we could get you a new one and I can keep it here for you. For use at school functions or swimming lessons."

And not worry about her parents seeing it.



"I think it suits you," Viv informs. "Although I am perhaps more than a little bit biased. Given it is part of my artistic vision." She blinks a few times and then frowns. "That was not intended as a pun."

Kamala Khan has posed:
"If you say it's safe, I believe you." Kamala says quietly, returning her head to that position peering up at Vivian from where she's laying out on the floor. She watches as the synthezoids hand rapidly progresses through the drawing and, maybe a little, is glad for the alacrity at which she's going.

She adjusts her elbow a little and giggles, it's not nearly as embarrassed now as it may have been a week ago should Vi had suggested that. "That's not a bad idea. We can go shopping for one after school sometime. Though the time for swimwear is rapidly ending... winter is coming." A month or two and New York will start getting cold.

"So what you're saying is you like seeing me in it." Kamala teases, chest pushing out as she takes in a deep breath. "I kind of like you seeing me in it. I thought about it all night last night.. I mean aside from it being an art project and totally innocent objectively." She pauses a second, "I still want to look sexy.. for you... I mean." Another pause, "Not like all the time... just... nevermind.."

Vivian Vision has posed:
Vivian Vision nods. "Also staggeringly expensive," she says with a wince. She remembers reading all the things needed for party planning. "We perhaps should do something more modest so that no-one feels uncomfortable. Also your parents will probably want to see pictures and I would feel bad creating fakedocumentation."

"There is always the community pool for when the weather gets colder?" she wonders. "It would be a waste to get something nice and then not use it much."

"That is exactly what I was saying, yes." She assures. "And I... really like knowing you want to look sexy for me. It's one of the.. one of the best things I can recall anyone ever saying to me."

Kamala Khan has posed:
"They'll probably want to come.." Kamala says of her parents, pursing her lips thoughtfully, "I've been thinking about talking to them about the idea of maybe one day moving out..." That's a long winded thought, but it's not so easy for her. It's a very close knit family, her brother is engaged and still lives at home. "I hate having to tap dance around doing things." Said in a quieter voice, "not that I don't love Nami and Abu, I just... you know.. it gets old. Having to sneak around."

Though that's a different thought for a different day perhaps. One where she's not laying on the floor in a slave costume. It makes her stomach knot up imagining her parents walking in and seeing her right now.

There is, thankfully, what Vi says of it being the best things someone has said to her. "I can't imagine that's true... you're so amazing, I have trouble believing that's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to you." She takes another deep breath and peers up at Vivian. "BUT, I do love hearing it."

Vivian Vision has posed:
"That definately rules out space then," Vivian confirms. "Or Janet planning it. She'd probably terrify them." This is perhaps an understatement. "Something sensible will still be great if we're together, right?"

She's drawing Kamala pretty quickly now. Getting most of the main lines and shapes down. So she can start working on details. Oddly if most of her family figures walked in they'd either shrug and walk back out or give some incredibly embarrassing encouragement...

"I find it strange thinking of myself as amazing. I'm so used to being around people who are faster, stronger and smarter than me. I guess I just consider myself pretty normal." She beams a smile at Kamala. "If perhaps incredibly lucky as an artist."

Kamala Khan has posed:
"That's all a girl could ask for!" Kam says of them being together, practically beaming even. "I've really gotten kind of fond of you, I'm not certain if you've noticed." She muses playfully, rolling onto her elbow so her forearm takes some of the weight. "As I lay here with a chain on a collar that you're holding, it seems fitting to tell you, anyways."

Mostly teasing and playful.

If her parents walked in, it would probably be the end of the world. Possibly quite literally for Kamala.

"I was going to be cheesy and say something like I'm the lucky one. I know this started out as an exercise and all.. the drawing.. and I know that it still is, to a degree, but.. like.." She looks down at herself, then up at Vivian. "I think you're amazing, no matter who might be faster, or stronger, or smarter. They don't make me feel as good as you have. So, they may be great in their own right, but they don't hold a candle."

Vivian Vision has posed:
"It has certainly made me think about a lot of things," Vivian says with a solemn nod of her head. "Honestly I am finding it very hard to actually focus on my drawing. I mostly want to giggle like a fool." She glances down at her hand. "My hands would probably be sweaty if I couldn't disable the feature."

There is some progress on the drawing. It's really just down to the fine details stage now. Although that requires the most attention and care.

"It wasn't just an excercise," she promises. "I've only drawn people I think are fascinating and wanted to know better. That it's worked out like this..." She tilts her head and bites her lip shyly. "We were going to kiss too weren't we?"

Kamala Khan has posed:
"Yeah." Kamala agrees, and actually does giggle. Like a fool. "I get like that a lot recently. Even you're not there and I think about you, it's kind of silly." Then again, with the way Vivian works with technology, she can always kind of be there. "I wish I could disable sweaty palms." She murmurs, looking down at her hands and rolling her eyes. "Mine are pretty clammy right now."

Obviously she can't see the drawing, but she can imagine it's absolutely amazing.

"I didn't mean it like that. I just meant, well, neither of us expected it to end up... you know.." She shrugs her shoulders and grins up at Vi, "I'm glad I agreed to come.." Her grin flickers and her eyes widen a smidge, "I certianly hope we're going to be kissing. I told my parents I'd be home late."

Vivian Vision has posed:
"I will be sure to find you a hand towel if you need it," Vivian offers. She can indeed be around pretty much constantly. Providing someone has phone signal and enough battery. "But don't worry about it. It won't bother my senses."

The drawing is certainly bold! Enough that if anyone at Happy Harbor saw it they'd probably assume Viv was drawing a deep fake. Unless perhaps they'd seen Viv and Kamala flirting...

"If you would like we can.. take a break from the drawing to kiss?" she offers nervously. Fingers closing a little tighter around the chain. "And I will calculate the absolute latest you can set off and still be able to get home without being grounded."

Kamala Khan has posed:
"Your senses huh?" Kamala extends her foot to nudge Vivian's with her toes, then returns it to the original position, "Good, cus I don't want to get you all slimy with my gross water palms." She's joking, wiggling her fingers to rub inside her palms experimentally... if only to see how big a joke it was.

Not very. They're pretty sweaty.

Is certain some people have seen, they aren't exactly being ninjas about it. Her bottom lip pulls back to chew between her teeth, eyes looking over the artist with a grin tugging at the corners of her mouth.

"I'd say, absolutely yes." She doesn't just spring up from the spot on the floor, but she does look like that thought was stolen right from her head. "Should I change first? I don't really want to..." She does push up on her elbow a little, "Good that one of us will be, I'll definitely lose track of time."

Vivian Vision has posed:
"I don't sense liquid in the same way that a Human does," Viv notes. "Strictly speaking Humans can't actually detect liquid anyway. Your brain just cobbles together something from your other senses."

Facts are very important in the build up to kissing. Right?

"Oh it would be best if you kept the outfit on," Vivian says solemnly. "In case I need to check any of the details." A moments pause. "For my drawing." She ever so casually drops her sketchpad and pencils out of the way. Back in her teasing tone she adds "Also ever since you said this chain was mine I've felt strangely unwilling to let it go..."

Kamala Khan has posed:
"Is that true?" Kamala asks of sensing water, but then adds, "It must be true... you're fact checking skills are without peer." She makes a chuffing sound in her throat and kind of pushes up onto her knees there where she'd been laying atop some pillows. "I didn't know that, but I guess all senses are is just some cobble together inputs or whatever." Not a science person.

Besides there's more important things on her brain. Like kissing.

"Oh, certainly yes, for the drawing.." Her cheeks are beet red for a second, but then Vi adds about the chain and it gets even more so. "Well that's why I handed it to you." She murmurs and looks down, pulling back just enough that there's some tension in the links. "I really don't want you to put it down."

Vivian Vision has posed:
"Very much so," Vivian promises. "And your eyes actually send an image which is upside down and your brain flips it the right way up." Maybe Viv thinks those facts worked? Or perhaps she's just nervously babbling. Probably the latter.

She scoots a little further back, making plenty of room, and then very carefully begins to draw Kamala in closer. "I should probably put on some music so we have a little privacy!"

And what does she have queued up? Why it had to be the Star Wars Cantina music...

Kamala Khan has posed:
"So when I smile, my brain is telling me to frown, but then I don't listen to it? See? Everyone is a glass is half full person, all they have to do is smile!" That's her takeaway, but it's probably just the same as with Vi, Kamala rambling nervously as she gets up from the floor and comes over towards the bed.

"Definitely, yes." She murmurs about privacy, which they've never really needed before, but she definitely wants now. Climbing up on the bed beside Vivian, one knee then the other. Scooting up close to her.

When the music starts she almost falls over in surprise, trying to look way cuter and sexier than she, strictly speaking, knows how to look. She basically tumbles ontop of Vi and almost bonks heads.

"Oh my, you are so dang adorable, I can't even."

Vivian Vision has posed:
Vivian Vision giggles. "It was either that or smooth jazz."

And given the choice she figured Kamala is more a scifi girl than an elevator music one.

Her hand comes up automatically when Kamala tumbles forward. Wrapping around her for security. Health and safety comes first. Better they don't have to explain any bumps or bruises.

"If the thing you can't even do is kissing," she starts, giving the chain a little jingle and a flutter of her lashes. "I will be very sad."

Kamala Khan has posed:
"Smooth jazz has it's place. You know there's a kind of music in Star Wars called Smooth Jizz? It's what Max Rebo plays." Kamala explains helpfully, "I roleplay online as a musician on a Star Wars game..." Because she's a huge nerd.

And meta.

Thankful for being caught, she kind of rolls over on her side and traps Vivian's arm beneath her hip. Blushing pretty deeply, if not the way they're laying, then certainly at the concern whether she can't even kiss.

"Oh, no that is not a thing I can ever imagine myself not doing with you." She reaches up and tenatively trails her fingers over Vi's cheek, "That's a long way of saying, please to do kissing me now?"

Vivian Vision has posed:
"I do not think I dare search the internet to confirm that fact," Vivian says solemly. "I would require safe search to be on."

Viv seems pretty comfortable with the position they end up in. Brushing the back of her hand holding hand against Kamala's cheek. "This is the droid you're looking for?"

It's probably the Star Wars reference she has people make to her the most.

Not that she's thinking about trivia as she leans in for a kiss.

Kamala Khan has posed:
"That's probably for the best, I honestly don't know if it's true or just something they made up for that game." Kamala is whispering, staring right up at Vi with a goofy grin as they share a moment here about the safety of internet searching.

She slides her hand back to craddle the curve of Vivian's neck as she leans in for the kiss, "I love that you made that reference right now." Again quietly, but with slight humor in her tone. Though her mind is anywhere but on trivia.

The kiss starts off pretty demure, but then Kamala opens her mouth just a little, and it's not demure anymore. What with one of her feet slipping around the back of Vivian's calf and the way she's twisting her fingers in her hair.

Full on makeout sesh, energize.