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 Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2015 9:55 pm
Hair Raising Adventure
Chel took the time he was washing his hair to take off the second pair of gloves and get her scissors out. She'd borrowed a razor from Chris and was still incredibly unsure how to use it, but Chris had shown her well enough and who better to test it on than the person who had to love her unconditionally?
Well.
Worst came to worst she could ask Finn to fix it.
She leaned over him and pulled him into a short kiss to apologize for whatever the hell she was about to do.
She shaved one side (not to the skin, still giving at least half an inch) and chopped the other side down. Chel wasn't exactly experience in even, pleasant looking hairstyles (her hair was an eclectic mix of uneven pieces and messy twists) and Jack's hair probably suffered a bit for it. It wasn't bad to say the least, but it was definitely done in a way that showed it wasn't a professional.
Once his hair was dried she cut the bangs the same way they'd been set before, but shorter so he could actually see (jfc Jack cut your hair more often).
Nervousness colored all of her actions until she was done and even then she settled it with a light joke: "Okay go summon the pitchfork mob fer ruinin' yer god-like perfection."
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2015 10:36 pm
Hair Raising Adventure
There was so much of it just falling to the ground. Jesus ********> The fact that Chel had brought out the razor made him a little antsy, even though it wasn't the undercut or side shave he had suspected. Only halfway through her work did he realize that this was not going to come out even.
Jack kept his expression passive nonetheless. It was obvious that she was nervous about issuing such a big change for him.
Once she finished, he took a few moments to just stare at himself, turning his head left and right before gingerly running his fingers along to test the new length. Lengths. He hadn't had his hair that short since....hell, since he first got to Deus, honestly. The purple dye was so subtle now he could barely make it out next to the brown with most of it cut out.
"This is....new," he eventually said, teasing the shaved side some more; he'd done similar when Chel had first introduced her side shave. "I look five minutes of eye liner and two more sets of piercings away from being a proper punk." It straddled the line between a statement and a joke.
Finally he looked over his shoulder and up at her. "Truth be told, I was kind of expecting something more colorful out of you. You don't normally play it safe."
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2015 11:00 pm
Hair Raising Adventure
Chel watched him play with his new hair with her breath held. Her hands shook with how hard she was pressing her fingers together, always a bundle of nerves when it came to Jack's reaction to new things.
"Do you like it?" she said quietly, placing her lips on the shorter side of his hair and scratching the back of his head to try to placate some of her nervousness. His comments about the hair did nothing to hint at whether he liked it or not; like always, he seemed to dance around his opinion. She wondered sometimes if he did it on purpose.
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2015 8:37 am
Hair Raising Adventure
"Hmm..." He leaned his head towards her touch and then ran a hand straight through his hair several times, messing it up until it seemed to stick out on all sides. He'd never looked wilder or less, well, Jack; without those particular eyes or the way he carried himself, he might have been someone else.
A toothy grin made its way onto his face, and the reflection stared back like a jackal.
"S'growing on me already," he said, patting her arm. "Great job, babe."
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2015 10:48 am
Hair raising adventure
She combed down the wild hair less for organization and more for affection. "I picked subtle colors 'cause you don't need nothin' to stand out," she said mischievously.
But she kissed the side of his head again and said, "I can always streak some neon rainbow f'you REALLY want it ..."
She let him go to adjust her shirt and clean up the comb, dyes, towels, everything she could. It wasn't organized to day the least, but the bathroom sink was the one place she liked to keep somewhat clear since she used it for so much. Her eyes fell on her makeup corner. Hmm.
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2015 11:19 pm
Hair Raising Adventure
He made a face at the very idea, but the grin didn't disappear. "Gaaaaay. Wouldn't look good with brown anyway." And then, somehow, he snuck snapping in a selfie.
Getting up, he dusted himself off and stretched before helping Chel clean up, noting he was going to have fun with laundry containing both bloody shoes and dye-stained towels. As he swept up the hair she lopped off, Jack noticed where he gaze fell and bumped her with his hip in passing. "Is there guyliner in my immediate future?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2015 11:40 pm
Hair raising adventure
"Depends if yer gonna look like a kicked cat the whole time like y'did last time handsome."
She handed him some of the spare scraps of paper to throw in the trash. "Could give y'sexy purple wings an' everything though." She hummed in contented contemplation.
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2015 11:47 pm
Hair Raising Adventure
"I won't," he promised. He wouldn't say he wasn't a little curious about the idea aloud either, though. "Not unless you try doing weird s**t or something." Jack didn't know what that constituted at this point (probably just the no public posting rule as per usual); he was just trying to be resistant for the sake of it.
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2015 7:31 am
Make It Up
"Gonna draw dicks on yer face," Chel hummed, pulling out the neccessary brushes and powders while also grabbing another slice of the now-disappearing bread.
This time when she sat him down she sat on him, straddling his waist instead of standing. Quiet, diligent work as always, but with makeup she was a little more freed up to talk.
"Used t'do this all the time t'Chris when I wanted t'learn stuff." She gave Jack a look outside of the work. "Not on his lap though."
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2015 8:19 am
Make it up
He did his best not to wrinkle his face as she worked, delegating the would-be expression into a scoff instead. But watching Chel work was a treat when she got this concentrated, and he couldn't help but look affectionately on as she went about it.
His arms looped loosely around her hips, a hand slipping under the bottom of her shirt. "You draw dicks on his face, too?" Jack asked.
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2015 8:40 am
Make it up
"Not with makeup," she said with a sideways grin, clearly clinging to an old memory involving booze and a permanent marker.
Only once (before he did his lips of course) she stopped her work abruptly and gave him a long, drawn out kiss. She didn't risk touching any other part of his face, so she said, "Thanks fer makin' me feel better."
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2015 11:23 am
Make it up
He didn't care if any of it got messed up, if she had to scrub his face clean and redo it all and make him sit for an hour while feeling slowly left his legs. His arms seemed to forget the casual setting the way they wound their way up and down. Maybe the artifact had left him with a higher threshold to fill before he became satisfied with contact rather than made him more sensitive to it after all.
"Least I'm useful for something," Jack said, mirroring the grin. "You know, you have a knack for this stuff. I could see you in a salon."
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2015 4:25 pm
Make it up
"What? Naw," she said, waving a hand before going back to work. It was pleasant, she thought, to share intimacy even in mundane activities. "S'just like a hobby. No one'd pay money for this s**t."
Chel would always undervalue her skills and abilities. Never good enough.
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Posted: Sun Aug 09, 2015 12:24 am
Make it up
"AK's sent me photos before," Jack argued, and he might have looked funny trying to speak without moving too much. "You really do have an eye for this stuff. Which is funny, since you also don't mind living in a complete mess."
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Posted: Sun Aug 09, 2015 7:52 am
Make It Up
"What's that s'posed t'mean?" she tutted him with a frown. "What's me bein' messy got t'do with it?"
Really she just wanted to redirect the conversation away from any part of complimenting her.
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