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 Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2012 12:32 pm
Hel just looked even more perplexed as Mot straightened, then she looked caught off guard at that look Mot was giving her and that tone.
Damn it, Mot!
Playing her heart strings.
“…Ah…yes, I will, Mot.”
Damn it, Mot!
This meant she needed to go…dress shopping now.
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2012 12:34 pm
Mot flashed a handsome grin, seemingly appeased by Hel's answer. "This means you'll dress up like you did at Scarentines, right?"
He seemed ever more hopeful.
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2012 12:54 pm
Hel may or may not have blushed lightly as Mot grinned rather handsomely. She’d deny it. For certain.
Then he asked about Scarentine’s, and the ghoul nearly scowled. Part of her was flattered he was asking if she’d dress like that…because it meant he liked it…but part of her was scowling because she’d have to dress all…ghouly again. She’d have to get Lizzy’s…assistance. Then of course, there was that look he was giving her.
Damn it, Mot!
Hel puffed out her cheeks and crossed her arms, blushing a bit more as she looked off to the side. “Right.” She muttered.
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2012 1:00 pm
"YAY!" Mot cheered, gripping her in a tight hug with her head held to his chest, and petting her hair gently. "Thank you Hel~ It really means a lot to me."
Pet, pet, pet~
"Don't worry, after Prom, we'll do as much training and exercise as your heart desires."
Pet, pet, pet~
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2012 1:07 pm
She definitely blushed more as Mot wrapped her in a tight hug…and then started to pet her hair?
What was she, a dog?
…Okay it felt nice, but she wasn’t going to admit that either.
“Ya, ya…” She muttered, and did turn a bit so that she could pressed her face into his collar. She was silent for a moment before scoffing. “You are trying to appease me with offers of training after prom? You know who will benefit from more training after prom? You. Maybe your attacks would backfire less if you trained more.”
Zing.
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2012 1:26 pm
Rather than get defensive, Mot laughed. "It's probably true." Mot said with a grin. He continued petting her hair, threading his fingers through the soft locks. "I enjoy myself more when I train with you. Besides, you like training."
He kissed the top of her head, then continued his petting. "Unless there was something else you want us to do? You're being so kind as to bend to my whims, I don't see why I can't bend to yours."
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2012 1:36 pm
Since Mot wasn’t defensive about it, Hel didn’t feel the need to rub it in. Gradually she found herself relaxing against him as he kept on petting her hair though. “Well…ya…I suppose it is more enjoyable when you are working with another…” She murmured.
“Um…no…” Hel replied after a moment, her eyes drooping a bit. “…Training after prom is fine…” She paused. “…I think…we should go see another movie sometime though…”
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2012 1:47 pm
"Movie, huh? I'm up for that." Mot smiled, then dipped his ghoul down so she lay across his lap, looking down at the pretty Valkyrie with a cheeky grin. "It's been a while since we've had a proper date." The excitement of taking her to prom was putting the cowboil in a playful mood.
"Don't worry. I won't make you dress up for that." Not that he would complain if she did.
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2012 3:39 pm
Hel made a soft surprised sound as she was dipped, and stared up at Mot wide eyed for a moment before relaxing once more. It was…nice seeing him like this now, as opposed to how he was earlier. One of her hands sought his, gently interlocking her fingers with his since he seemed so open and affectionate at the moment.
She smirked a bit. “Nah, you will have to win another battle to get me to wear a dress to the theatre again. Fru fru laces and fluff and stuff spilling over the arm rests, bah! I shall pass, thank you.”
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2012 3:45 pm
Mot's fingers entwined with hers, smiling affectionately at her words. "Now that would be a sight. Perhaps another bet would tip the scale in my favour?" He grinned at that, an idea in his head. Yes, this sounded like good old fashioned fun.
"How about it? A spar with chance? It's been a while."
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2012 3:52 pm
“Ugh, a horrible sight.” Hel muttered with a pouty lower lip before it pulled into a hint of a grin at his words. “A bet, huh?” The reaper was starting to get excited as well. This was more like it. “I think it has been too long, ya?” Her brows furrowed in thought for a good long moment before her lips pulled into a slow, wide predatory grin.
Trouble.
“Okay…if I win, Motty…” Hel’s free hand slid up to grasp one side of her chest and she squeezed. The cowboil would surely get the message.
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2012 3:54 pm
Mot would not be scared out of this bet. Intimacy was his weakness, but he felt he'd taken leaps and bounds in progressing his courage. "The bet is on, darkling."
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2012 4:15 pm
No blushing? No stuttering? Hel was disappointed. She was expecting to see his face red.
How could she up the ante to make him blush?
HMMM…how could she make him blush indeed? Hel let go of her chest and held a hand out to him to shake. “Battle tomorrow in the outdoor arena at…oh what is it the cowboils like? Ah ya, noon.”
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2012 4:17 pm
Mot smirked and shook her hand.
"Noon it is."
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