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 Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 9:36 pm
Valhalla winced and flinched back from Ganymede's touch, his lip rather sore. "What was I thinking??" he sputtered, although keeping a close proximity to Ganymede in case he was needed for... anything. Comfort or help to stay standing... While he might have tried to hide his trembling hands, it was something that had his concern growing. "He was using his magic on me! What would you have done??" he frowned, although his temper had already subsided and he sounded more like he was whining than getting angry.
He lifted a hand to brush at his boyfriend's bangs, really just wanting an excuse to fuss over him and double check to make sure he was okay. "Are you sure you're fine? Ganymede, that was... pretty amazing," he mumbled, his hand lingering on his neck, gently massaging it.
Oberon wrinkled his nose at the attention Ganymede was giving to Valhalla, and then glaring at the close proximity of Valhalla to Ganymede. Um, wasn't he dating his brother or something? Not that he cared... he just didn't like the fact that they were getting all touchy. "Ganymede," he whined, tugging on one of his hands. "Let's go," he pouted, shifting from one foot to another. He didn't want to hang around there any longer, especially if another youma showed up. Or something worse.
Sessrumnir shook his head at the scene before him, still a bit annoyed at the other squire's attitude, but he figured there was nothing he could do about it. He would get over himself... or he would just continue to get hit by others.
He took a step back so he could retreat. If they happened to look his way, all they'd see was a casual wave over his shoulder. He had better things to do now that the youma had been beaten. Babysitting these kids wasn't his first priority.
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 9:49 pm
If anyone bothered to ask Ganymede, he wasn’t the one he needed to be babysitted.
Slightly disoriented by the speed with which that youma encounter had ended, Ganymede shook his head and tried to keep up with what was going on around him, looking from Oberon, to Val, to Sess as he left, and trying to decide what he wanted to do now. Definitely leave now that the battle was over, and though he knew he had to get Oberon home… he couldn’t squash the compulsion to linger around Val longer.
“Okay, okay,” he said, shushing the chibi senshi just long enough to return his attention to his boyfriend to bid him a proper farewell.
Ganymede’s mouth tweaked into a nervous smile, not so sure he really wanted to describe his magic as “amazing,” even if there was something impressive about it. “Useful in a pinch” it certainly was, but he didn’t consider anything that could severely hurt someone as being truly “amazing.”
“Thanks,” he said anyway. “It was… uhh… it was something, I guess. I’ll have to… have to get used to it or something. On youma, I mean. Probably just… stick with the youma…”
He could tell Oberon was getting impatient, and as the chibi senshi might not appreciate having Val accompany them home, Ganymede was left with no other choice but to part ways with the squire here.
“I should make sure he gets home,” he explained with a motion of his head toward Oberon, and then leaned up to place a kiss on the side of Valhalla’s face, very close to the corner of his mouth but hopefully not close enough for Oberon to take offense to the affection. “Put some ice on your face. It’ll probably bruise. And try not to get into any more fights on the way home? I think you’ve had enough for one day. I’ll check in on you later. Call me… or something…”
He lingered for just a few moments more before forcing himself away, pulling his hand away from Oberon only to take him by the shoulder to guide him around, heading in the direction toward home.
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 10:04 pm
Oberon frowned at Valhalla a little longer before letting Ganymede take his shoulder and lead him away from the scene. He had a few questions to ask Ganymede about who this guy was, and why he was being so mushy with him. Was he already over his brother (not surprising, the guy was a jerk) and was interested in this knight dude?
Either way, Oberon turned to frown over his shoulder, making a motion with his hand to indicate to Valhalla that he was watching him. Even if he was grateful to be stood up for, he just wasn't sure he liked the odd relationship between him and Ganymede.
Valhalla frowned right back at the kid, confused about his behavior, before letting out a sigh and lifting a hand to finally poke at his cheek. Yeah, it was probably going to bruise... but now he had more important things to look forward to... like a call from Paris later on. Although, it would have been nice if they could have just... stayed together and let the chibi go home on his own. He shouldn't be out this late, anyway...
With a sigh, the squire of Jupiter turned in the direction of his apartment. He took one last look in Ganymede's direction and then left.
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