Liberty and Death (Viktoff Samson x Lilbreadstick18)

[lilbreadstick16]

She jumped on the change of subject and nodded. "Y-yeah, that would be lovely." Cierra thought for a moment about where they could go. She knew she had money to get him some new clothes, and there was a little outlet mall across town. She didn't really have anything to do, so she turned to Oten and smiled. "How about we go tomorrow? There's an outlet mall with a few neat places, and thrift shops if you want!" She sat up a bit excitedly, biting her lip for a minute thinking, her mind racing. "I love thrift shopping. There's all kinds of crazy stuff you can find there, and it's like everything has some kind of story to them, and you never know what you'll find!" She blushed again but kept eye contact with Oten, knowing that he wouldn't berate her for being excited about something so silly. She tilted her head, her mind still running about the day they could have. "Oh! And there's this cute little cafe downtown where we could get coffee and people watch and- and..." She lost her train of thought then, chewing her lip and trying to regain it.

 

[Viktoff Samson]

Her ideas were interesting in a general sense, but it was unlikely that he could put himself in public without getting a change of clothes first. He'd need something more casual that wouldn't let him stick out if he were going to be comfortable taking even a small risk of putting her into harm's way with his identity. "We'll just have to be smart about it, I suppose." "He added to the end of the idea. Her smile made him smile before he drew closer and took her lips between his own, whether she was prepared or aware that he was that close yet or not. He'd still a genuine kiss from her quickly before relaxing again and grinning for her wide, his eyes clsoed.