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 Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 10:48 pm
Cuddles. Even the word sounded childish. Mimsy hadn't cuddled a thing since her childhood, before Clerise ripped the head off of her favorite stuffed animal.
There was a very evident trend here.
But she wasn't going to get any more work done, and as long as he kept his word, she reasoned that it might get him to let up a little on the 'touch me and magic will happen' persuasion.
"Fine. Here are the terms: less is okay. More is not." As she spoke, she was busy drawing an x and a shaky little line across her palm with the pen she'd brought along, which she then handed to Dakota, extending the 'contract' towards him.
"You don't have to get it notarized."
She flashed a smile.
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 11:20 pm
"Less is okay, More is not," Dakota repeated the words before taking the marker. "As the lady wishes." And then signed his name on her body.
There was going to be some odd joke about his name seriously being marked on her body, like she was his? But then he swallowed it and reached out to tug her into his lap.
"So, how do you feel?"
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 11:35 pm
There was nothing but silence from Mimsy for a while, and she barely even moved, except to make herself a little more comfortable. She was either deeply considering her answer to the question, or had fallen asleep, though her occasional shifting seemed to indicate something more towards the former.
Finally, after much deliberation, she released her verdict.
"Drunk."
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 11:56 pm
Dakota held his breath, waiting for her to move, rethink....do something other than stay in his arms. When she didn't, he let his breath out and snuggled into the chair nicely.
Oddly enough, he kept the groping to very minimum state, only resting his arms around her waist on the galaxy covered legs. If he stared at them long enough, it was actually like looking into the cosmos. It was like stars and galaxies were calling to him...
Instead he smirked. "Have you drank before?"
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 12:40 am
There were some sort of important social credentials that went along with drinking. Mimsy knew as much from high school, because she had gone to high school and that kind of information was very evident, even in the absence of friends. So she weighed her options - lie about a stupid little thing, when she scarcely said anything but the truth, or admit to him that he had claimed another 'first' of hers. There was really not a good answer here.
"No," she confessed, glancing at the remaining bottles. "There were no occasions when I was invited to any social events, and I have no reason to drink alone; I would much rather spend that time productively."
In case anyone was wondering why she never got invited to parties: that. That was why.
Yawning, she pulled her knees up towards her chest and put her feet against one of his legs. This wasn't so bad. Not as bad as other kinds of touching, and somehow less intimate, though she couldn't place why. Maybe the alcohol. It might have also been the alcohol that led her towards thinking that it was kind of like sitting in a warm, comfortable, sentient chair, because there was no rational thought involved there.
"Are you even twenty-one?" She asked, after that weird train of sentient chair thought derailed. She couldn't foresee it being a problem on the island, but there was something almost insulting about someone potentially younger than her knowing more than she did about...well. Anything.
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 3:37 am
"So far so good, I made lots of friends..," he shot a glance at Evan and his 'smile'. "I also died, that wasn't so good, actually."
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 6:40 pm
You couldn't take her to the moon, Evan, because her mind already traveled the stars~! There was a reason she had been called "spacey" back home.
"Oh. I know how that is," Stormy said with a wistful smile, painfully oblivious of her sun brother's unfriendly outlook. "I guess you're supposed to get used to it, but I've died several times now . . . Friends are nice though. Are we friends?"
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 10:50 pm
"That's a shame, Well, Since this is a first for you and I got to experience it, that makes us really good friends." He adjusted himself so she could make herself comfortable and then pursued his lips.
"Nope...I'm 19." Almost 20 next March! And look at him holding his liquor. "But being on a Island and a shorter lifespan really helps start bringing the experience in social interactions a lot more." He yawned, the booze starting to settle his nerves and bring him into sleepy mode.
Another yawn and he curled his arms around Mimsy. "I think its time for us to sleep little miss." Unfortunately there was no way he could just carry her to her room, he was drunk. Instead, he picked her up....and took her to his bed. "The deal still holds, so you get to sleep here and I'll sleep out there okay?" He pointed to a small couch that was way too small for him but you know...Deal was a deal. he mumbled something to her as he dropped on a extremely large plush bed of dark colors. "Don't try to leave though, the safety out of the room is about....25% chance of getting out." he totally made that up but....
Once she was dropped, he took a pillow and then found a blanket and curled up on the couch. "Okay...we should go to sleep."
Anything outside the bedroom was whatever they wanted...
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Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 6:14 am
"Yeah, me too... not fun", Al wilted at the memory before suddenly re-straightening and smiling brightly. "Sure! I like friends!"
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Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 7:23 am
"...noo," Mimsy insisted, yawning again. "No, I...may be ignorant to some conventions of socializing, but...friendship doesn't work..."
The dizziness was fading quickly into sleepiness, and her body relaxed for just one short moment, head almost resting against Dakota's shoulder - until she caught his age. She was going to have to expand her knowledge set, because it suddenly felt very lacking.
And to add insult to injury, he called her little miss. She opened her mouth to protest, but the only sound that came out of her mouth as he picked her up was a startled noise of discontent.
"I told y--" As soon and she'd realized that he was carrying her to his bed, she'd found enough energy to remind him of the terms he had very officially agreed to; but he remembered them himself, somehow, and didn't even try to join her. Had she been any more concerned with building and maintaining relationships, she might have thought that she had done something wrong or repulsive to make him not want to continue cuddling...indefinitely...but she was Mimsy, so she dismissed it as a positive anomaly and tugged a portion of the comforter over her.
More unfair than anything else that had happened during the entire night was how comfortable his bed was. This was a level of comfort that humans were very possibly not meant to even achieve. How many ridiculously small interlocking threads went into the creation of this bedspread? Was it filled with literal clouds of microfiber and dark matter?
She drifted off to sleep somewhere after she began to gently and tentatively pet one of the pillows with her fingertips, much like one might pet a small kitten.
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Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 9:20 pm
"Muy bien." Beaming, she pat Al's shoulder and hopped up from her chair, smoothing her clothes out. "Then we can hang later, okay?" Everyone had pretty much left, and she still had to take Evan back to his room like a good big brother! Taking the sun hunter's hand, Stormy waved the other a little at her new friend and then happily led Herc on out.
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Posted: Fri May 24, 2013 7:08 am
Al just.... sparkled radiantly... at having his shoulder touched. "Yes! Okay!" Al giddily waved back as she left, waiting a moment before marching off himself. Rep isn't going to believe this~
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Posted: Fri May 24, 2013 5:27 pm
Evan saw that sparkly look and gave Al a look of his own as he let Stormy drag him off. 
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