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 Posted: Tue Oct 04, 2016 3:35 pm
Chel had a lot of arguments but her brain was too muddled for another headbutt. Shun had something he needed to work on his own. The best she could do for right now was allow him the space to figure it out.
"'Cause s'fun," she told him, wiggling the stick a little bit. Finally she'd smiled something bright and Chel-like. "An' it makes you the king of the cave."
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Posted: Tue Oct 04, 2016 3:53 pm
The look Shun gave her was incredibly blank when she said 'fun'. This gaze lingered for a little while, before he just addressed the king comment.
"I do not wish to be the king of anything."
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Posted: Tue Oct 04, 2016 3:55 pm
She held the stick out in his direction. "Jus' to shut me up then?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 04, 2016 4:11 pm
"It would not shut you up. Not really. It is your castle. You finish it off."
If only it were that simple.
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2016 1:09 am
Chel let out an earth kind of laugh, something natural and pleasant. "Alright, you got me there." Chel stuck the stick in the castle. "M'namin' it castle Shun though."
She looked at him with a strange face. "You wanna know somethin' weird? I had a dream 'bout you the other night."
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2016 6:36 am
"Stupid name for a castle," he muttered under his breath.
While she gave him a sort of weird look, Shun didn't seem particularly phased by the 'confession' she had just made. Showing up in a dream didn't really seem all that odd to him. It could have been anything.
"What, like a wet dream or something?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2016 9:12 am
Chel snorted because it was the same question she would have asked.
"Naw, naw. You were all like I wish I could be with you Chel." She didn't sound particularly serious or concerned, at least when she said it out loud. At the moment she was using the following logic; if I play it off and he plays it off, then it doesn't matter.
The only problem was that Chel was a huge believer in prophetic dreams. By joking about it, she could try to ignore that belief. "So how 'bout it Shun- want t'be my boyfriend?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2016 10:10 am
"Well that certainly was a dream. Or possibly a nightmare, depending how you view it," Shun stated, raising his brow. It was weird, but it meant little to him.
"No."
Even if he somehow had such feelings for her (or anyone else for that matter), getting into a relationship just seemed like a really bad idea for him in general. Of course, this was with the assumption that he was capable of feeling that way about anyone. He had his doubts.
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2016 10:17 am
Chel snorted at his response. "Yeah." She wasn't sure which comment she was answering. It did seem Chel and Shun had one thing in common: the idea that she could feel that way about anyone was unfathomable.
"M'like a big believer in dreams tryin' t'tell you somethin' though so like ... I'll keep an eye on it." Maybe the man hadn't even been Shun. Chel was pretty sure it had been him, but the figure had been blurry. Maybe it had even been an otherbeing; wouldn't that be something?
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2016 10:51 am
The detective regarded Chel a little warily.
"Do you want me to feel that way?" he asked. Dreams did sometimes have relevancy to the dreamer's life. Most of his were ghosts of the past, haunting him in one way or another. That was less about dreams trying to tell him something and more about his insecurities refusing to leave him alone.
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2016 11:03 am
"Eh?" Chel was caught off guard by his question. She hadn't expected that. "No, no, 'course not. F'you do feel that way ... 'as a whole 'nother can of worms." God Shun on top of Jack would just be ... "But I don't never want you t'feel nothin' 'cause I told you to or 'cause I had a weird dream."
She traced her finger through the sand, looking down at the little squiggles she was making. "You don't gotta change nothin'."
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2016 11:18 am
That hadn't exactly been what he meant. At all.
"I do not plan on changing anything regardless of what you say. That was not my question. But you were the one who said you believe dreams are trying to tell you something. Is that something you desire?" he asked, raising his brow.
If that was the case... well then that was bizarre. Shun wasn't sure how he would feel about that. Other than somewhat weirded out by the idea.
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2016 11:24 am
She opened her mouth to say a witty remark or a clever deflection. M'good with whatever, would have done the job. Indifference usually won out in these kind of situations.
"I ... dunno. 'As what I was out here tryin' t'figure out." Truth? When was the last time she'd told the truth???? "S'not anythin' you gotta worry 'bout though."
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2016 12:54 pm
That was a little unsettling. Shun wondered if she should stop sleeping with him for the time being. He wasn't sure if that sort of thing could potentially affect it. Though, this might explain a few things if she actually did harbor any feelings like that. At least, just a little bit. It didn't explain how.
"Perhaps I should leave after all," he shrugged.
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2016 1:07 pm
She rolled her eyes. "M'not gonna force myself on you- goddamn what d'you take me for?" She would always be forthcoming with her thoughts. Thoughts were a dime a dozen. But it didn't mean she was going to follow him around like a puppy overnight. She had to sort out her thoughts and what was going on in her chest on her own the same way he had to figure out his demons. It was going to take time.
Agonizing, agonizing time.
"An' m'not sayin' I even got a ... "crush" on you so don't go spreadin' that kind of s**t around," she explained further, not sure how else to categorize it past "crush" when it wasn't that. "M'not even yer friend," she said somewhat darkly. "With this an' Jack an' everythin' else m'just ..." She gestured to her head with both hands and made circular motions; jumbled and confused.
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