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 Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 2:20 am
Oh, she liked that. She liked that a lot. Freya put her hand on top of his, as he touched her stomach, and she leaned up on her tiptoes, pressing her nose against his. Her expression broke in a wide grin. "Oh, yeh has nothing teh worries about. I won't be getting sick at all. In fact, I should probably get yeh a bucket, because yehr the only one in danger of being sick. Like I said, I won't blames yeh if yeh wants teh gives up now!"
She was full scale taunting him, at this point - her smugness marred only by the distraction of his lips, catching her eyes every so often. She refused to let her gaze linger. Those lips would be busy shoving food inside of them, soon enough.
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 2:29 am
He chuckled as he wrinkled his nose, "No way," he brushed his nose against hers.
"Jeg bor for utfordringen." The pronunciation was stilted and slow but the fierceness was there in his tone and it showed that he'd been doing a bit of research while she wasn't looking.
The fact that he did this at all attested to his love for her.
Normally Kettil would prefer to stick his hand in boiling water before he sat and studied anything for too long.
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 2:39 am
All the smugness in her expression melted away when she heard the slow and determined attempt to speak to her in her native tongue. Her hands clenched against the edges of his vest, and a soft, quiet gasp was sucked in. He just kept surprising her today.. but this one hit her hard, right in the heart.
She couldn't cry. She didn't have time to cry. She was going to cry, any second now - she buried her face into his chest, and let out a single muffled whimper, before her hands wrapped around his waist and hugged him tight. She would never, not in a million years, be able to express how much it meant to her that he learned some of her language. It sounded beautiful to her, on his tongue. Fluent or not, hearing it from Kettil made it sound like the sweetest thing in the world.
"Jeg elsker deg, sjelefrende." She whispered, her voice fraught with emotion. She pulled away, took a sharp breath in, and wiped the tears away from her eyes.
"Okay, smart guy. Yeh better lets me hears more of that later. For now, we settle this."
She took his hand, and pulled him to the table, piled high with horrible foods. She set him down in a chair, and patted his shoulders. "Gets comfortable," She whispered, before moving to pull out the chair beside him.
But she did not sit in it.
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 2:46 am
"Ne'en a'aiyoqal." He said softly in return as he leaned and kissed the top of her head as his arms wrapped around her for a return hug. He released her as she moved away.
The boil laughed a bit, "As much as I can remember, I will repeat it all for you," he replied with a grin. It was mostly him searching for key phrases and words and slowly managing to work something out that made some amount of sense. He was by no mean fluent or expert but he was trying.
He let her take his hands and he moved to sit down obediently, "Any rules and stuff I should know about?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 2:46 am
Rules he should know about..
"Ach.." Her mischievous smile returned. "Just one."
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 4:51 am
"I haven't eaten for a whole hour. Hope you brought enough food," said a scratchy voice, amused and smug, and Nahm glided out of the kitchen, his hands folded into the sleeves of his robe and his grin glinting toothily out of the depths of his hood. He bowed to Kettil.
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 10:55 am
"Hooter, you remember Nahm. I wins him in those auctions." Freya pulled the chair out further, holding it for Nahm to sit in. "I asked him teh be my stand in for the contest. So."
Now that Kettil knew her big secret, Freya looked more pleased with herself than she'd ever been in her entire life. "Surprise!"
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 12:31 pm
Kettil looked at Nahm and then looked at Freya.
He tilted his head slowly to the side, "I'm sleeping in my own dorm for a week after this," he muttered flatly.
"Let's get this over with."
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 12:38 pm
That.. definitely wasn't the reaction she was expecting. She thought she'd been so clever, figuring out a way to have their contest despite her inability to eat anymore. If anything, she was waiting for praise for being so clever and inventive, so when she didn't receive said imaginary praise, her little heart crumbled. She could tell he was unhappy. She just couldn't fathom why. And suddenly, the contest didn't seem like the best idea she'd ever had, anymore. "What.. but yeh knows I can't eats like this anymore, Hooter." She whined. "And I promised yeh that contest, and I didn't wants teh just.." She really couldn't fathom what she'd done wrong. Her words faded off, and she just sat down beside Nahm, flopping into the chair and pouting childishly. "Fine." If he was going to be mad about this, she was going to have to deal with it, even if it made no sense to her. "May the best eater win." There wasn't much excitement in her voice anymore.
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 12:46 pm
Nahm looked from Freya to Kettil and back. Nope. So totally not touching the conflict. He'd promised to do this, and do this he would, and he was going to completely ignore the quarrel here, because it was so none of his business and this was one of the many, many reasons he just didn't do monogamy.
He grinned cheerfully and picked up a fork. "Just say the word."
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 12:55 pm
Kettil was suddenly not hungry anymore.
He stared at Freya for a long moment and then looked at Nahm and then back again."No. I was okay dropping the contest. I forgave you that promise. Then you bring it up and give me the impression that it is between us and then you bring a third party in?"
His voice was raising more than he meant it to.
Kettil reached forward and grabbed a hamburger and pretty much just flung it at a wall, "There is my proxy for the contest. Surprise."
Was he being immature? Yes.
Was he hurt? More than he probably should be.
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 2:50 pm
"HOLY s**t." Nahm was in for a show, because neither Freya nor Kettil seemed embarrassed about fighting in front of someone - or huge groups of people, in fact. Really, shame was nonexistent to both parties. This became obvious when Freya screamed in fury at Kettil's immature response. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YEH! Between us? A THIRD PARTY? IT'S AN EATING CONTEST HOOTER, NOT SEX."
She picked up a burger, and flung it straight at him. "Yeh wants teh act like a child and has a hissy fit over something as stupid as this? GUESS WHAT. YEH COMES TEH THE RIGHT GHOUL."
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 2:56 pm
Eating contest was apparently postponed in favor of a show. Nahm leaned over the table to snag a bowl of popcorn, set it in his lap, and scooted his chair a bit back from the table so he'd have a better view and would be a little less in the line of fire.
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 2:59 pm
Deep down inside he was at least apologetic to Nahm. The other student probably didn't count on this sort of thing happening at all. If it had been any other time or any other event it probably would have been okay.
Kettil then got a burger to the face.
He looked unamused.
"Freya Byrnhildr. It isn't about a ******** eating contest anymore. I thought you'd gotten better. At least a little bit. I got so hopeful." His voice was cold and quiet. He didn't fling food back at her. Apparently she'd gotten his hopes up without intending to.
Kettil wiped ketchup off of his face with a small grunt, "I didn't think you'd eat much but at least ..."
He threw his arms up. "The ******** do I know, right? I'm just a stupid boil. I just do all the stupid things and have my stupid little hopes and dreams and then..." Clearly further food flinging was off the table for him at the moment, at least until he swatted at a bowl of pudding and crashed it against a nearby wall. He was frustrated and he refused to hit Freya or Nahm with food or fist.
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 3:04 pm
Freya's screechy voice lowered just enough when he tried to explain himself - but even then, she couldn't imagine his reasoning to be enough to act like this. In fact, she'd never actually known Kettil to act this bad, before. It was almost as if..
Maybe her tantrums were rubbing off on him.
"Hooter, come on. Yeh knows I've been getting better. Yeh feeds me every day. Yeh sees what I eats, yeh takes care of me, yehr the one that saved me in the first place. Yeh didn't needs some contest teh brings yehr hopes up! And yeh don't needs teh act like a brat just because yeh got disappointed, either! THAT'S MY JOB."
To punctuate her brattiness, she picked up another burger, and prepared to throw it - but second guessed her choice, and instead shoved the whole thing in her mouth.
"MFFERE." She muffled out. "MOW YEH FEELMS MBETTER?!"
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