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 Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 4:57 pm
Freya narrowed her eyes at his tease, and picked up her fork, with some of the eggs on it. She held it up, put her finger on top, pulled it back..
Splat.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 5:05 pm
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Egg on his face.
Literally.
....He took a handful of his own eggs and flung it back at her in retort.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 5:07 pm
She screamed when the eggs splattered on her clavicle, wiping it off quickly because she just took a shower Kettil how dare you. She picked up her plate and threatened to throw it at him, but immediately put it back down. Instead, she got up, and walked over to his little kitchen. She opened up the freezer, reached in it for a moment, and then closed the door.
When she returned, she moved to stand at his side, and innocently put her hand on his shoulder.
The hand clamped down, and her other hand threw the ice down the back of his vest.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 5:11 pm
Oh he dared. He dared to do a lot of things. Perhaps you have not met him before. Hi. His name is Kettil. He does what he wants.
...Like squeal like a ghoul as ice slides slowly down the back of his vest as he reached to grab at her wrist, "FREEYAAANGGNEJHGGEHGRRRNN!!?"
.. .. .. This means war.
He was tugging at her wrist to try and pull her a bit more toward the side.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 5:15 pm
Her deadpan face lit up in victory, and she crowed, instantly pulling away to try and run for it. He had her by the wrist, but that wasn't going to stop her from pulling away, and she tried to run towards the door, stopping every time her wrist twisted and said NO SORRY YOU'RE STILL ATTACHED.
She screeched, and pulled, and wiggled to try to get away. Inwardly, she cursed her plan, wishing she had run sooner.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 5:19 pm
The sudden running and his holding on not just pulled him out of the chair but knocked over the chair while he was in it. He fell with a loud 'UMPH.'
Why did Freya hurt him so? ;A;
Secretly he loved it.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 5:23 pm
Freya's screeches silenced when she heard him fell, and she dropped to the ground, turning him to keep him on his back. "HOOTER." She felt his face. "Are yeh all right? Didn't hits yehr nose, did yeh? ********.." That was all she needed. Breaking the poor boils nose again. Except it wasn't broken, which meant she hadn't broken it the first time, so neither did it break now.
But even as her fingers searched his face, she started to get flashbacks of why she couldn't remember falling asleep last night. The moment felt very familiar, but it was fuzzy, and she couldn't quite pinpoint why she could remember this.
She poked his nose lightly. "No pains?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 5:31 pm
Helpless and on his back like a baby turtle as Freya was upon him again checking him over and he just stared up at her blinking owlishly at her a few times. He wiggled his nose when she touched it - it was still sore but not as bad as it was last night, "'M fine, my fault," he said back at her cheerfully.
Unlike last night he didn't seize the opportunity.
"I seem to get hellishly clumsy around you lately," he grinned a bit.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 5:34 pm
She smiled crookedly and stuck out her tongue. "Well stops it! Keeps makings me worries about yeh, so rude." She got up by putting her elbow on his chest and using that as leverage to push herself up, because she was the bestest friend ever. heart
Once she was resting on her haunches, she offered him a hand to help him sit up. Her crooked smile remained helplessly on her face.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 5:40 pm
He reached up and grasped her hand, well rather on the wrist, and moved to pull himself up but much to the surprise of only her as he moved up he leaned toward her face and gave her a brief little kiss upon the lips.
It seemed he was getting into the habit of doing this randomly just to see what she would do each time.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 5:47 pm
That's right.
When his lips touched hers, she remembered. That was the last thing that had happened before it all went black, last night. No terrible mistake. No horrible memory. Just a kiss. Something she'd given him anytime she felt it. But she wasn't stupid. His tiny little kisses meant something different.
She just didn't know what.
The crooked smile faded, for just a moment, before it returned. Then she squeezed his hand, and ducked her head shyly.
"I'm teachings yeh bad habits, Kajika." Freya whispered in amusement.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 5:53 pm
No explosions. No shoving him away. No telling him to stop.
It made him feel odd. Sometime ago they had discussed how it didn't feel right when they had kissed but now things were different somehow he just wasn't sure why. Was it because they were free of their other relationships? Was it because he was just with her all the time caring for her? He wasn't sure when the magical change happened. Was it okay to feel these things so soon after the end of a prior relationship?
His fingertips squeezed her hand back at the same time, his lips tingled and he felt whole, "I guess so, Freya, but you aren't really complaining...Are you?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 5:56 pm
Freya let out a single laugh, shaking her head. "Hah, yehr funny. Why would I complains when I'm obviously the bad influence?" She sat back on her haunches again and tugged on her hair with her other hand. "I'm the one always goings around, makings teh bad choices, ruining everythings. Yeh'll see." She reached out and brushed her thumb against his cheek. "Yeh keeps this up, I'll ruins yeh too."
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 6:01 pm
He just smirked a little at her response, "I dunno maybe because you don't like it when I turn your influence on you," he shrugged, he leaned his cheek a bit into her touch seeming to contemplate something after her 'prophetic' words.
There was something about them, they made him upset, angry even. All these ghouls so certain that they'll hold him back or ruin him somehow. He stared at her with an almost stern sort of expression coming over his face, "Freya, if ... I thought you'd ruin me at any point I wouldn' want to be around ya. If... I was scared of it I would just turn the other way."
Kettil started to lean toward her again, "...Maybe...Maybe I think...We're good for each other."
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 6:05 pm
Freya already knew Kettil was good for her. The last few months, if nothing else, had proven that she needed him in her life more than anything. She would have taken him any way she could have gotten him. She would have lived with Lark for the rest of her life if she could have just kept Kettil too, by her side, walking her through every hurtle.
But she never would have thought that she would be good for Kettil.
Freya's expression mottled with confusion. She couldn't let it sink in. She'd ruined too much, too many. It was hard so hard to just think..
Kettil leaned closer, and thinking went from hard to impossible. She just repeated the words that he'd said.
"Maybe.."
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