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 Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 2:57 pm
Damian sprinted to his own room in his boxers to meet her challenge, and began frantically pulling on a shirt and regular jeans. As he caught himself in the mirror, Damian laughed.
"You haven't been this happy in a long time," he whispered to that stupidly grinning face looking back at him.
As soon as his wallet and other belongings were shoved in his pockets, Damian sprinted out of the room to see if maybe he'd won...
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 3:00 pm
Though Raquel stood there already, leaning agaisnt the front door, yawning lazily. "Oh...you're finally done? Good thing I was afraid the store would close before you were ready..." She winked, adjusting the bag on her shoulder, and fishing for some chapstick in her bag.
She was dressed in a simple pair of jeans and a tank top herself, her hair pulled back in a messy pony tail. despite the casualness, and lack of makeup, she still looked rather lovely.
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- Pocket Full of Ashes - Crew
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 3:48 pm
Enchanting. Damian was a sore loser, but he could deal with losing if the prize was seeing Raquel in her messy glory.
After programing the droids to do some cleanup around the house and kitchen so that they could return to a fresh home, he opened the door and gestured to the speeder.
"My lady, our groceries await."
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 4:10 pm
Raquel laughed and smiled, allowing the loser to lead her out the door. This really would be interesting.
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Some time passed before the couple returned home, arms full of groceries. Raquel was doubled over laughing, trying not to fall under the weight of the bags. "God Damian...I love you. Only you of all people can make shopping for groceries and adventure!" She laughed more as she stumbled into the kitchen, setting a few bags onto the counter.
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 4:32 pm
Only Damian? He could argue against that, but he had made things interesting. When they passed the cooking aisle, he had slipped on an oven mit and proceeded to bat at Raquel like a cat. That had turned into a raucous oven mit war, which came very close to getting them kicked out of the store.
Even after that, there was even more tomfoolery, not all well-behaved. Damian compared certain sized fruit to Raquel's chest until he got something close to it, stowed warm root beer bottles in their freezer (next to the wholesome frozen dinners) to fetch later when they checked out, and made a declaration of love to her by the cat food.
It was definitely interesting, to say the very least.
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 4:58 pm
((OwO *wants*))
Raquel simply shook her head as she began pulling out a few things to put into the fridge or cabinets. "I dare say that was more than just fun. Almost like a date." She winked jokingly. "Imagine the tabloids now: Damian Centurion; From Checking his stocks, to Checking out at the supermarket! What's next for this high class citizen gone mad! or some witty nonsense like that. I refuse to read those things anyhow..." She sighed, pulling out the cat food to put away in the laundry room, as well as a little toy they had picked out for Trinity, who greeted them with rubs and meows.
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 5:10 pm
Damian laughed as he put the well-sized apples away.
"You should write for them! Catchy title, too. Makes people think I've lost all my money by acting normal."
But he was so happy that she had liked going out with him. He couldn't promise that all grocery store outings would be like that, but it had been a fun time and they'd actually gotten something done.
"But, my dear, I wouldn't want you to get sucked into that terrible void. I pity the people who have to live off of the latest story."
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 5:15 pm
Raquel smiled, coming up to embrace him sweetly. "Ah, I never would...I have far too many other more wonderful things to indulge in and spend my time..." She tiptoed her fingers up his chest before eying the apples with a slightly sarcastic look. "...You're lucky... next time I might have to go pick out some bananas hm?" She gave him a cat like grin coupled with sharp eyes.
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 5:21 pm
"A bunch of bananas, what would you do with them?" Damian laughed at the look upon her face and added, "Make a cake, muffins? Those apples are very tempting."
He nipped her ear before shuffling quickly away, afraid of a possible beating for his snide comments.
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 5:24 pm
Raquel's jaw dropped but she was still smiling. "Ohhh... You're so getting it..." She bit her lip, shaking her head as she cracked her knuckles. "I'd run if I were you..." She warned with a playful look in her eye. She was fighting a laugh as she took a few steps towards him.
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 5:36 pm
"I was talking about the fruit," he said, holding up his hands and taking a few steps back every time she advanced. "I don't know what is going through your dirty mind, but banana muffins are quite good."
But Raquel still had that gleam like she was going to punish him in her eye, and he couldn't help but think that it was very, very sexy.
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 5:45 pm
Raquel tried to hide her devilish smile, simply making it go to one side of her face, as she sauntered even closer. "You're running out room dear...no where really left to run..." And in fact, she was right, Damian was inches from his bum hitting the kitchen table.
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 5:52 pm
Damian looked behind him. The table, and to his left and right, a wall and counter. Fakely frightened silver eyes looked to Raquel.
"Now, let's not do anything hasty..." he said, taking a seat on the table and inching towards the center of it to get away from the still advancing Raquel.
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 5:56 pm
By now Raquel too was at the table, her hands on his thighs, pulling him closer. "Hasty? Me?" She asked, narrowing her eyes. with one hand she took Damian's chin, tilting it every which way as if looking him over. "What should I do to you after all that hm?" She asked, eye positively piercing.
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 6:00 pm
"Do to me?" he said sounding frightened still, even if it was all an act. "Lock me up, throw away the key. You're already forcing me onto a wooden table like dinner."
As if there was no worse fate than that, he gave Raquel puppy eyes asking to be kind.
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