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medigel

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PostPosted: Sun Mar 15, 2015 9:13 pm


"Aww. Sun n' moon sounds alright, but why two--" He stopped as Syn pointed out Maebe was a Moon. "Oh." Clearing his throat, he leaned back and grabbed the strap of his bag, dragging it over so they could partake of mini Twix bars and gummy bears as well. Or, at least he was going to.

Tearing a bar open, he popped it into his mouth like popcorn and munched thoughtfully. "Lemme think...I got a friend who's got two on her wrists," Dawson said. "One's a bird n' one's a cage. Other friend a'mine's got some stars by his eyes. Me n' Chris're thinkin' 'bout gettin' lion tats, too."

None of that was really creative juice material, though, so he pondered it some more as he cracked another Twix open. "Uh...Maybe a quote ya really like? Or just some moon phase stuff?"

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PostPosted: Sun Mar 15, 2015 10:43 pm


She almost laughed when it clicked for him, and watched him lean back from her perch, paying particular attention to the way the shark stretched its mouth open. Her smile turned into a grin, but it was gone before he could notice it. It felt dangerous, as did everything in that sudden, strange moment. The moment the shark yawned its mouth open, and she was not afraid.

"O but with mine compare thou thine own state and thou shalt find it merits not reproving, or, if it do, not from those lips of thine." She managed to recite, though there was no beauty to the way she said it. It was clear she was just trying her best to remember the words.

That's probably too long. But deserving."

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medigel

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PostPosted: Sun Mar 15, 2015 10:57 pm


His mind stuttered over the first few words and raced to catch up to the rest. "Tha's some Shakespearean s**t?" he asked curiously. "What's it all mean?"

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PostPosted: Sun Mar 15, 2015 11:11 pm


Maebe turned her eyes down to look at her hands. On the surface, they were dainty and perfect, with perfectly manicured nails and perfect skin. She stared at her empty palms, and shrugged softly. "It's something someone told me once applies to me a lot. It's a pretentious way of saying we've got a lot in common. It's not meant to be a good thing." She hadn't even talked to Taym in forever. He'd forgotten her somewhere along the line, and she'd accepted it, because it probably meant he was happy. He only bugged her when he wasn't happy.

"But I think it can be. If you look at things the right way." Her head remained tilted down even as her eyes flickered up to look at Dawson, and she reached out to hold his nose between her fingers. "But mostly it's just the pretentious thing. It's like putting chinese characters on your body and then finding out later on that the guy wrote 'I'm a p***y' in Chinese and you never knew. Feed me a Twix."

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PostPosted: Sun Mar 15, 2015 11:22 pm


Dawson frowned thoughtfully. "We're not so different, you and I. Villain talkin'." Something to distract the hero by comparing their ends how they're justified. "But maybe not so villain talkin' like ya said," he went on, blinking as Maebe captured his nose but not lifting a finger to stop her. "Means ya aren't any different from anyone else really."

Dutifully, he opened a twix bar and cautiously fed it to her, half-expecting Maebe to snap at his fingers just because she could.
PostPosted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 12:24 am


She smiled, just a touch too sinister-like, when he mentioned villainy. But he was right, she wasn't calling herself a villain this time around. When she took the Twix bar, not only did she not bite him but she also refrained from sucking on his fingers. Look, her Twix-holding smile said. I'm not the villain tonight.

She would make no promises about the morning.

Closing her lips around the Twix bar, she slid it to the side and held it like a cigarette. "Maybe I should just get a villain tattoo. Like, hm. If I was a villain, who would I be? Can you think of one?"

She reached up and pushed the Twix bar into her mouth. She felt so comfortable, curled up like a child in his lap. Too comfortable. The kind of comfortable a band-aid felt like right before being ripped off. The Twix bar received the punishment for this thought by being crunched down on just a little too hard.

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PostPosted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 1:20 am


With an inward sigh of relief, Dawson leaned back a little and propped his arms behind him. "Hmmm...Uhh..." He tried stroking his chin as though it would help. The only thing it did was cause a few hidden crumbs to fall onto his stomach.

After a moment, he sat up and made a few grand gestures, putting on a voice. "You poor, simple fools! Thinking you could defeat me! ME, THE MISTRESS OF ALL EVIL!" The effect was ruined immediately as he laughed at his own impression. "You yer own lady, Mayb, s'too late fer my brain t'be workin' well," he added with a yawn.

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PostPosted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 1:29 am


What was even happening right now. Maebe had trouble reconciling that Dawson was trying to do the voice of some sort of evil mistress villain, and it held so much dissonance with what she was looking at that she let out a quiet, tense whine before exploding into laughter. It sent her careening right off of him onto the floor, her head smacking against it with a soft thud. Her little carpet saved her from any actual injury, but her sudden position shocked her out of her laughter, and her legs flailed in the air as she tried to right herself.

She failed.

"Help." She whined out, her giggles returning in staggered and choppy spurts. She needed to flip over to right herself, but she was lodged between the bed, and Dawson - so she just stared at the side of the bed that her face was pressed against, and pondered her life choices.

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PostPosted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 1:38 am


There was a delay where he took mild offense to the fact that she was laughing at his impression, but the thud had him jolting into action on instinct, shields be damned.

"Mayb, whoa now." Scooting back to give her more room, he took her arms and gently pulled her back up. "I know my Maleficent m'pression's a killer, but not like that. You okay?"

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PostPosted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 1:42 am


When her body was being righted, she was able to laugh without the short spurts for catching her breath. She was a ragdoll in his arms, as he pulled her back up, until the giggles settled down. Then her body straightened up, and she grinned down at him, rubbing her head with one hand.

"I think I have a concussion." She teased. "I hope I don't die overnight. Wake me up every hour and make sure I'm not dead?"

She hadn't formally invited him to sleep over, but the assumption that he'd gotten the point was there when she told him to bring blankets and pillows. This was just a formality, an excuse to make sure she wasn't pushing on his boundaries by requesting a sleepover.

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PostPosted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 1:49 am


It could have been worse: Maebe could have asked him to spend the night in her bed.

"Real sorry fer that, m'lady," Dawson apologized, plastering an invisible hat to his chest. "Least I could do t'make up for that." He paused, checked his surroundings, and sighed. "Clean up's on me too. Damn chips..." He should have done something about them right then and there, but he was too tired. For now, he scooted them off his makeshift bed and made a mental note to deal with it first thing in the morning.

"You ready to go t'bed?"

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PostPosted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 1:58 am


The moment he mentioned it, the return of her exhaustion started to tug at her consciousness. He'd kept her up so much longer than she'd meant to be, and the end result of all of that laughter was that she could feel how bone tired she was now. So she nodded, and her head lolled at the end of her nod until it pressed against his shoulder for a minute.

"Okay." She muttered, slowly pushing herself up off of him until she was standing on her own two feet. She stumbled past the mess they'd made, and flopped on her stomach onto the soft covers of her bed. Her arms reached out and knocked all of the stuffed animals off, before shimmying her way under the big fluffy comforter. She disappeared under it for a moment, and then her head popped comically out.

As did her pants.

"Don't get any wild ideas." She muttered sleepily. "I can't sleep with pants on." They were dropped on the floor, and she curled up comfortably on the bed, resting the side of her head on her folded hands so she could look at him.

"This is where I send you all those sexy, sexy DMs. Now you can imagine me here. Hot, right?"

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PostPosted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 4:42 pm


"Not a one," he promised with a tired smile and another yawn, the beginnings of a blush at his cheeks. The rain of stuffed animals almost made him laugh. For every time he heard Maebe's mature advice, he was introduced to something much more childish. Stuffed animals were something nice and innocent, and again he was reminded of his niece almost painfully.

Then Maebe started teasing him, and he ducked under the first set of blankets to hide his now fiercely red face. "Yer just awful sometimes," he muttered from beneath. "Goodnight, Mayb."

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PostPosted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 7:32 pm


"Only sometimes? I must be losing my touch." She whispered, watching the lump of blankets move around on the floor. He couldn't see her, which meant it was safe to get up and tiptoe over quietly. She bent down, carefully measured where she assumed his head should be, and kissed what ended up being the blankets covering his ear. Close enough.

"Goodnight, Dawson."

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