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 Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2012 1:29 am
"...Pride is more easily mended than your absence would be, so I am glad that is all that was harmed," she said simply. To be honest this observation that came out rather sternly - sterner than she might have meant it. She just didn't like the idea of Petro being hurt beyond repair. If he escaped with only a wounded pride then that meant he could go back and try again. More importantly he could talk to her again as he was now.
The sound of the fist on palm caught her attention making her look up toward his shape, "Yes, of course. I know you will may him pay. I have faith in you," she smiled softly and sipped at her tea.
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2012 9:41 am
Lattice's faith in Petro was something the boil was sorely in need of. He certainly had been lacking faith and confidence in himself. He hated to admit but he'd been feeling lethargic for months, with no motivation or drive to do anything beyond the physical activities that came so naturally to him it wasn't really anything more than going through the motions.
Hearing her say this out loud, with no pomp or circumstance, like it was the most natural thing in the world, well, it had him carefully reaching out to brush his fingers against Lattice's hands. He'd take them into his own but the ghoul was currently holding a tea cup. Tro would make do.
"Thank y', Lattice, for everything." The gratitude in his voice was unmistakable with an undertone of a responsibility he gladly took upon his own shoulders. "For the tea, and going to Prom with me, and..." he felt a lump form in his throat, which he swallowed with some difficulty, "Just everything. Y' really are my best friend."
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2012 9:13 pm
As his fingertips brushed on hers and she heard his voice there was emotion in it and for some reason she just ate it right up. Something about it just touched her from the words he said to how it sounded it made her feel ... strange.
She couldn't put her finger on it.
Perhaps because she felt the same for him? That was probably it.
"You are my best friend as well Petro. It is no problem for me to go to prom with you, I would...always choose to go with you whenever you ask," she murmured in return her cup was set down as she shifted to move closer to him now, "...Petro? Would...you sing for me again? Like...that time you did when I was sad over my sister's absence?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2012 7:43 pm
The horse boil grinned. Massively. He was more than eager to meet her request, unconcerned about whether or not he had the skill to back his enthusiasm up. It wasn't like he was going to give a full concert to everyone, yeah? Just Lattice who'd already heard him sing, who wanted to hear him sing again. "Same song? Or would y' mind'v I used a different one?" Something to do with celebration and happiness, because that's what he felt like doing: Celebrating and being happy.
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2012 8:13 pm
She smiled a little bit, "You can sing anything you like, Petro," she said as she moved to settle up next to him in a rare moment of wanting to be close. Lattice moved to lean on him but mostly with her back leaning on him so she would hopefully not harm him with her needled arms. It was a good thing that a lot of her seating was low or even mostly just floor.
The ghoul was quietly starting to settle with Petro once more, "but I truly loved the song you sang for me before, it was very calming."
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2012 8:35 pm
The tikabalang chuckled, who was he to deny her that request? "Alright, but 'm gonna sing the other song next time." A teasing promise that he would renege on if she requested otherwise. A pause, a shifting of his body to allow Lattice to confirm against him easier, a deep breath, and soon the horse boil's voice filled the room, soft with undertones of happiness.
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 10:10 am
She listened for a long moment but as she relaxed more and more her head lulled a bit to the side until eventually it dropped against Petro's shoulder as she fell asleep as she listened to the peaceful but happy song.
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