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 Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2015 3:51 pm
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"Uh huh. So sure," she chided, hiding a laugh behind the guitar case.
Once outside she looked around and gestured widely. "Everythin' the light touches is yers ********. Where you wanna go?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2015 9:55 pm
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He thought about adding the disclaimer that he had no control over when this thing got activated, but the rather serious declaration grabbed his attention. Letting the seven words sit in his head for a moment, he merely smiled with satisfaction as Chel tried to cover it up. Not smugness, not a smirk, but acknowledgement of the little steps that evokes a second kiss to ponder through. (He finally gets to hear the word outside of Athens and Twitter. Something he didn't realize has been pulled taut as a string begins to relax.)
"There's something about weakening the shield to a certain point that seems to stop the infection," he said, translating shut up as move on. "You might not even have to destroy it to stop us. I'm going to see about being part of the team working on the antivirus in the meantime."
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2015 10:01 pm
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"Hmm." He scanned ahead, already scratching out the beach mentally. "Want to go to the jungle?" he suggested. "Just within the fringe." Outside didn't have to mean public.
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2015 10:08 pm
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She has to put a gentle hand on his chest to stop the second kiss. Chel knows if she lets him continue she won't stop and she doesn't want to agitate his wound or tire him out more. There's something about such a lazy intimacy that intrigues her, and she wants to sustain the feeling for the moment.
"I'll ask my friend- Shun f'he's seen anything." It felt good to say his name out loud, but she still glanced at her wrist nervously. Habits, habits. "How do I know when I- when your shield's low enough?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2015 10:43 pm
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"Only because Owain'll like the trees," she chirped, having snapped the case close and thrown it over her back. "You can sing that one in the jungle song."
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2015 10:56 pm
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Jack didn't appear the least bit put off having to stop; he was comfortable with this languid, warm and clean state, which felt like a necessary break from their usual hot and messy decisions.
He nodded at the idea to visit Shun, then gave a slight shrug and said, "Don't know. I'll stop attacking? Do we need a safe word for that too?" he asked with a hint of a smirk.
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2015 10:57 pm
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"That one what?" Jack asked because somehow, despite having dated Stormy, he had yet to see The Lion King.
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2015 11:01 pm
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"No," she said tiredly. "I'll know, I think."
She gave Jack a quick once over and said, "Anythin' else I should know about this mission? You fight Jesus and Jack Skellington too?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2015 11:02 pm
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"You know. The one with the ooweeoo's." She looked at him blankly and waved a hand. "Forget it. Dense ********>
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2015 11:29 pm
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"I'd be ******** ecstatic if I saw the practically godlike figure of Halloween. But yeah, one thing: don't put me on rescue civilian duty." He knew it didn't really need saying--Jack was hardly the type who had good bedside manner to begin with--but he preferred the responsibility of patching people up than physically yanking them from certain death. What he didn't know was how well that would translate to other missions where that might not be an option. How content would he honestly be playing defense?
He rubbed at his head and felt a dull ache forming around one of his temples. "Was weird going without my battle partner."
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2015 11:34 pm
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Nonplussed, he eventually just shrugged it off. Their journey to the jungle was a brief trip, and as Jack ducked under a branch, he took in a deep breath. Owain ingrained himself into those senses and breathed with him.
< Dear one, perhaps you could-- >
No. Shoes stay on.
The giant sighed wistfully.
"Forget your cave, you should just build a tree house," he said to Chel. "We've been here how many times now?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2015 12:01 am
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She didn't bother asking for more information on the civilian rescue part. Chel didn't like civilian rescue for the same reason; playing defense had never been her angle. Despite her bleeding heart and her occasionally fatal flaw compassion, she really was selfish on the battlefield. She would rescue herself and her own before she helped any wounded paperweights.
"Battle partner," she repeated back to him. "That's rad. I'm gonna call you that from now on instead of boyfriend. Battle partner." Fingers intertwined with his and she pulled them up to rest laced fingers on his chest.
She was quiet for a moment, but then curiously asked, "S'this count as cuddlin'? Are we ********' cuddlin' right now?" and it was said with every rough rasp her voice had, every low note hit right on time.
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2015 12:05 am
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"You insult my cave with your shitty a** trees- no offense Owain- one more time and I'll smash Barbara right into th'ground." She wore a jovial kind of seriousness, a playful look in her eyes as Jack sat back against the tree and she sat in between his legs. It was an awkward position to play in, but one that they'd found (with time) could be made comfortable in familiarity.
He was right though, they'd been out here a few times. Twice for Owain and Tenebrae, other small trips for various reasons. The way Jack had seamlessly woven his memory into different parts of the island lurked in the back of her mind as a danger; when (not if) he left, they would all be tombstones marking his disappearance.
She reached behind her to pat Jack's cheek. "What're you gonna play today wonderboy?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2015 11:01 am
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"Wonderboy~" Jack sang. "What is the secret of your power? You'd soon follow after if you tried. Barbara's indestructible." Nevermind the micro fractures and scratches that broke her paint.
Once situated, he slipped the shoulder strap off and set the guitar across both their laps. "Were you serious about wanting to learn this time?" he asked.
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2015 11:14 am
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The way she said it turned his grin at battle partner into a series of chuckles. "Guess we are, puddin'," he replied with a hint of her twang to tease. Bringing their hands up to his lips, he dusted her knuckles with a kiss and asked, "This getting too mushy for you yet?"
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