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 Posted: Tue May 08, 2012 12:03 pm
"Thanks for telling me." Mostly he was grateful that she'd gone out of her way, made an effort, to tell him something personal like that. "You know you can tell me stuff... anything you want. I'll listen." He could tell that she spent a lot of time putting on her happy face. She was naturally happy it seemed but he knew there had to be times when she wasn't. Like now. "Not everyone can be happy all the time and I'll never tell."
Since he'd wiped her tears was still just facing her, his hands resting on her arms. Bix paused pushed some of her curls from her face and tucked them behind her ear. His thumb brushed her cheek gently. "There you go. No one would even know you were crying... But you can cry all you want. I'm not going anywhere."
He suddenly didn't have anything to say. Bix had somewhat slowly absorbed that he was touching her face and she was so close. Closer than any other time. Suddenly he was questioning himself and his heart was beating a little faster and the easy comforting motions from moments before were overly analyzed in his head and he could feel his face turning red. What to do when you were awkward and so so close to a girl?
He grinned and gave her sides a tickle. "Now let's see you smile!"
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2012 12:27 pm
She didn’t have anything else to say really, just that she was really grateful for his words. “Thank you.” She murmured again, and paused for a moment before she gave him a small smile. “That sounds like a challenge, Bix.” She teased softly. “I think I’m happy 99.9 % of the time! That was my .1%…but I’m happy now, even if I’m crying...”
Molly’s voice trailed off as she was now very much aware of his hand on her face, the way it brushed her hair behind her ear, and the way he brushed his thumb on her cheek. She was pretty certain her heart wasn’t normally beating this fast, and she could tell she was starting to blush. Not that she could get use to these feelings for too long, since then Bix was grinning and then tickling her sides.
The reaction was immediate.
Molly squealed loudly, something that was torn between a laugh and a ‘NOOOOOOOOOOO’, and her body jerked away from him. The young woman tried to half scoot half get up to try and get away from him, but ended up getting her legs tangled up in Bix’s coat, and then stumbled and fell right off of the rock.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2012 12:34 pm
"Oh my god!" Bix scrambled after her, also getting caught in his own coat and half-stumbling/half-falling off of the rock into the sand. "Are you okay?!" He was really red now but he was also half laughing.
It was kind of funny.
"I'm sorry.. hah.. Are you okay Molly?"
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2012 12:42 pm
Where was Molly?
On the opposite side of the rock now from Bix, peering over the top of it so that only her eyes and the top of her curls were visible.
She was watching you Bix. Watching you. Making sure you wouldn’t come tickle her again. “I…I’m fine! Um…are you alright?” Since he fell off of the rock too and luckily had his coat tangled around him now. Molly shook that thing off as soon as she darted around the rock. Girl could move fast when she wanted and needed to.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2012 12:47 pm
"I'm fine." Bix fought his coat until he was free and then pulled it back on. "Just sandy now." He stood up and brushed off his knees, peering at her peering back at him.
"Why are you hiding over there?" His eyes narrowed and he began to smirk. His hands started to make wiggly fingers. "I won't do anything. I swear.." wiggly wiggly tickle hands.
And then he ran towards her. Yes.. he was going to chase her around with tickle hands.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2012 1:31 pm
“… Um…I…I’m not hiding…” Molly squeaked as Bix narrowed his eyes at her. Her eyes then widened as he started to wiggle his fingers at her. No, no, no. His words did not promise safe things. Safe things as in not tickling. Molly’s expression steadily grew more and more terrified until he started to run at her. “ NO!” Molly shrieked eyes as wide as saucers as she skirted around the rock and started to haul her freckled bottom down the beach. “ No, Bix! Please, NO! PLEASE!?” She wailed. The way she was wording it, it was like she was asking him to tickle her, but she was just too frantic to try and word her desperate pleas for no tickles correctly.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2012 5:19 pm
"Muahahaha!" He ran after her a little ways maniacally laughing but then ended up genuinely laughing and eventually stopped running. He instead, walked quickly and tucked his hands into his pockets.
"Ok I stopped! I swear I won't tickle you!" He waved his hands now. "See? No more tickle hands. Promise."
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2012 5:32 pm
The maniacal laughter really didn’t help. Molly was desperate not to get tickled, and just the thought had her shuddering as she ran down the beach.
The Misty only dared to look behind her once Bix announced he had stopped, and upon seeing a fair bit of distance between her and the Sun Hunter, Molly slowed as well. She eventually came to a stop, still eyeing the albino warily though as she placed a hand over her chest as it rose and fell rapidly. She bit her lip worriedly, looking like she was shifting between staying or fleeing as he waved his hands. But he said no more…and he promised…
“…Y…you’re not crossing your toes, are you?” She squeaked.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2012 5:36 pm
"I can't even.." Bix looked puzzled. "Can you cross your toes? Hold on lemme try.." He made a goofy face, his boots wiggling as he attempted (or acted like) to cross his toes. "Nope.. not doing that either."
Bix gave her a reassuring smile and offered his arm to her again when he finally caught up with her. As usual, whenever overtly showing affection, his cheeks were a little pink. But he could blame it on the running or the sea winds.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2012 6:09 pm
Molly seemed to debate if she should tell Bix her secret or not…
“Mmm, I can, actually!” Molly had long toes…and she’d often cross them whenever she wanted to get one up on her sister for fun. The thought made her smile a bit sadly.
She tensed a bit though, as Bix came up to her, like she was almost expecting his evil tickle hands to come back. Molly was relieved when it was just his arm, and she stared at it for a moment before reaching out to gently rest her hand in the crook of his arm once more. She smiled up at him a bit shyly. “How kind of you.”
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2012 6:57 pm
Bix gave her a smile when she took his arm. "I actually don't think I have any weird things like that. Not double jointed.. can't roll or fold my tongue.. can't cross my toes." He smirked at her. "I do have this unique skin tone though." It was a bit self deprecating, the way he said it. Only years of putting himself down had made him okay with it, really.
He rested his free hand on top of the one she had linked in his arm. He tried his best to be slick about it, by not looking down and trying not to blush or be weird. Maybe she wouldn't notice he was touching her hand and then it wouldn't be awkward.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2012 8:15 pm
“Weird…?” Molly echoed, furrowing her brows a bit. Was it weird? Huh. She blinked and looked up at Bix as he commented on his skin tone, and the way he said it didn’t sit right with Molly. She furrowed her brows as she stared up at him and then smiled softly, squeezing his arm a bit. “It is a unique skin tone, and I like it very much, because it’s one of the many things that makes you, you, and that is a wonderful thing.” Except Molly’s tone was utterly honest.
Oh, but Molly did notice. Why? Because his hand was a pleasant warmth over the top of her own. The red head looked down, and couldn’t help but blush a bit, though she did nothing to stop it. Why should she? She’d just be red faced about how nice it felt, that’s all. “…I…I guess we should head back now, huh? Not the…best idea to linger still.”
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2012 8:31 pm
"Thanks.." He murmured, feeling foolish suddenly for being self deprecating. "No one ever umm liked it before? Or at least never said. Usually people just tried to avoid talking about it or just ignored it completely. Like when someone has a lazy eye so you do your best not to make eye jokes?" He smirked a bit and shrugged. "Thanks for liking.. me." RED FACE.
When she mentioned going back he nodded and tried to finally fight his blush. He wasn't very good at accepting compliments. "I don't trust this mist. Plays tricks on the eyes."
There was a gradual movement of his arm and he slid it in such a way that eventually the only thing she was holding was his hand. He idly played with his braid in his free hand, a sure fire tell of nervousness. He noted how small her hands seemed in his own. Much softer. His own fingers were rough from using his weapon so much.
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Posted: Wed May 09, 2012 11:26 am
Molly just smiled a bit as she listened to him. “Well Bix…” The young woman started. “It’s not hard to like you.” Molly, luckily, didn’t say anything about his face going red, after all, she was prone to a lot of blushing herself.
At his comment about the mist, Molly nodded a bit, keeping to herself the tease that she was a ‘Mist’. While listening to him, Molly didn’t notice she was holding onto his hand until the deed was done, and she felt the warmth of his hand envelope hers. True to her nature, she was blushing again already as she glanced down at their hands, placing her other hand over her chest as her heart beat rapidly. Oh dear, oh my. The last time she held hands with a boy was elementary school, and that didn’t even really count.
Molly bit her lip shyly, looking away for a moment, before glancing back at Bix. “…I…I’m ready.” She murmured, lightly brushing her thumb across his knuckles.
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Posted: Wed May 09, 2012 11:50 am
Bix felt his stomach flip flop when she ran her thumb over his hand. he gave a blushy smile and headed back towards the caves with her. It felt good to take tiny steps, small progressions of trust with one another.
With all the bad things happening, it was nice to have one good one.
[END]
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