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 Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2015 7:19 pm
"In lame man's terms, yes."
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 9:43 am
He considered this.
"What if there are things just not applicable to me that still interest me?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 10:53 am
That was a fair point, and Claude thought about it, her gray eyes sliding to the side as she tilted her head. She focused back on him. "Then do what you usually do. Observe and ask questions, but take everything with a grain of salt." Because everyone perceived things differently, and what worked for some didn't always work for others.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 11:24 am
Chance let out a thoughtful hum and lapsed into silence for a few moments to mull this over. His way of seeing things and Claude's way of seeing things was different, but it didn't necessarily mean that either of them were wrong. Different didn't mean bad, it just meant different after all.
"Okay," he said, and took a breath. "Okay. I think I've got it."
A smile was slid sideways in Claude's direction. "With you I'll need a whole bucket of salt," he deadpanned, just to be obnoxious.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 12:28 pm
" There isn't enough salt in the sea to deal with with you." She deadpanned right back at him. At least she followed it up with a faint smirk.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 1:16 pm
"Wow, rude," Chance said, flipping her the bird.
But then a second later his expression had shifted from a smirk into just a simple smile, and he leaned to bump his shoulder casually against Claude's.
"Sorry," he said. "For, you know. Earlier."
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 1:51 pm
Then the bird came out, and somehow that meant things were okay. She was bumped a bit, and after she just raised a hand to flash him an 'O.K.' sign. Apology accepted, even though she wasn't mad or upset in the first place. A bit put off, yes, but nothing more than that. She then shot him a brief look, feeling for a lack of better words, stupid for what she was about to say, but deeming it appropriate none the less. "I'm still your friend, even if the boat got rocked."
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 2:04 pm
He seemed to relax a little at this, Chance facing forward again, though he tilted sideways and leaned against Claude, his head fitting comfortably on her shoulder. It was somewhat of a relief to know that she was not just going to abandon him, and that they were still "friends," even if the word was foreign to him.
"Glad to hear it," he said.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 2:39 pm
Claude tensed briefly as his head came to rest on her shoulder. She wasn't stiff per say, but it took a few moments for her to relax once more. While not fond of affectionate gestures, she couldn't find it in herself to tell Chance no or pull away from him, so she dealt with it. At some point, a hand came up briefly to brush one of his curl's away that was tickling the corner of her mouth. Since he was much closer now, her voice grew softer. "The only way that stops is if we both agree to it." It was a terribly simple way of putting it, but considering who was she talking to, she figured it was best.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 2:48 pm
Claude had better deal with it because Chance wasn't about to move. She was comfortable, and he had always been the touchy-feely sort, which meant that he felt safe about leaning against her and the like. With others, he respected boundaries, but he'd already figured out what levels Claude was comfortable at.
Or at least, what she would tolerate. If Chance could have purred at the touch to his hair, he would have.
"I don't intend on putting a stop to talking to you," he said mildly. "You're one of a very select few people that I like being around the most."
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 3:21 pm
Since she couldn't look at him while they converse, her gaze ended up drifting across the field. That reply of his was briefly surprising in its confidence, and it brought a ghost of a smile to her lips before it faded. "I suppose this is an appropriate time for ditto."
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 5:18 pm
"Such a way with words you have, Claude," said Chance airily, tilting his head back to smirk at her, lips quirking upwards. "Such refined eloquence that you expound with each and every syllable, it's really rather amazing."
The sarcasm could not have been heavier.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 7:13 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 9:40 pm
He took his hand, reached out, and promptly mashed it into Claude's face.
Very maturely.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 8:54 am
A suffering sigh was muffled underneath Chance's hand. She then reached up to hook an arm around Chance's neck, pulling him tight against her. A hand then curled, and she proceeded to dig her knuckles and ring covered fingers against his head in a vicious noogie. Justice was called for.
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