Shut up ((Sorry , couldn't resist. ))
Send me a ‘Shut up’ for my muse to kiss yours.
One of Helena's strengths, as she would tell it, was the ability to hold her liquor. Which of course had its limits, especially when it was tested in a great company.
Honestly, back when the blonde decided to suddenly interfere and somewhat, even if slightly, ease the conflict situation that could have happened at the very bar, she couldn't foresee that the woman she was trying to ease the situation for, would stick around... and yet.
There they were, many days later, at the same place where they'd met: talking, discussing things, drinking, laughing-- oh, that last part Hel liked the most. If one could make a person laugh, it was a sign that whatever bond that was to form between two people, be it alliance, friendship or anything more - it was already there.
It's been a while since Helena allowed herself to relax and actually get mercilessly drunk, and yet she allowed herself this luxury with Sigyn-- lovely woman, strong, warm, that feeling she'll keep you safe...
That was pretty much a signal that the blonde'd had too much, however Sigyn seemed to either be unaffected or took it a lot better, as she kept on talking, telling Hel one of those fascinating stories she usually listened to.
Only then, the head was too light to comprehend, and suddenly the blonde realised, if she didn't stop Sigyn from talking, she would end never hearing that story again. So she needed some clever distraction that would assure interruption and yet won't give away that she wasn't listening.
One hawk-like move and Helena quickly leaned in to press her lips against Sigyn's.
Thank God for kissing. A slap... she might get, but at least she won't lose a chance to listen to the story from the beginning.
