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 Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 7:05 pm
"G-Good." Amrita murmured between tightly closed lips, honestly glad that he was okay and everything. Despite all that though, part of her wished he'd get off of her now. Before her face exploded from the heat of her blushing. He may have not noticed or remembered a lot of things, but she was pretty sure he'd notice if her face exploded. Plus the questions he would ask! Horrifying!
When he seemed unable to get up she looked curious...and then she realized that it was probably her, still holding on to his arm. Oh jackdamnit! Why couldn't she do anything right?! Whimpering lightly she released his arm from her tight hold and, figuring he'd get up pretty instantly, moved to sit up herself.
"Sorry..." She murmured again.
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 7:18 pm
Lucien shot up much like a slingshot, or better yet, like a catapult would when you release the weight. He was quick to adjust himself, saving him the embarrassment of falling twice in a matter of minutes. With hands patting over his pants, he wiped off the dust and dirt that came with being on the ground. The ground really didn't like him.
Before getting into a fight with the ground, Lucien looked back at Amrita. Looking at her he thought about what had happened so far today. He had to admit, even though he had been pummeled with flight caps and pulled onto the ground, he wasn't bored. All the accidents today had kept him very entertained, focused and mostly out of trouble. After thinking about that, he held out his arm so he could assist her in getting up... again. He was still very serious when he opened his mouth and out came, "Should I carry you?" A pause, "Or are your feet okay to walk?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 8:12 pm
The ground didn't like her, either. In that they were evenly matched, at least! Then again, at least Lucien had a friend with air; a good strong breeze was usually out to get her, too. Poor girl. She was slowly situating herself to get to her feet when she realized there was an arm extended to her.
Uhh. What?
Blinking, she stared up at him, tilting her head a little bit. Her bruised and reversed hand reached out to take his, using his help to get to her feet at least. Unlike him she didn't dust herself off; she didn't feel the need to. The offer hung in the air, and she looked away, considering it. She wanted to be carried; it'd probably be a lot faster on them, and less chances for her to get his nice self all dirty...
"I can walk." She assured him, or at least tried to - it didn't sound convincing at all. As much as she wanted to be carried, she couldn't ask him to, even if he had been the one to offer. "...How far are we?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 8:46 pm
He looked at Amrita and tilted his head making a strange expression on his face. She certainly didn't sound sure but she said she didn't want him to so she must have meant it. To go along with his expression, he also made a "Hm" noise as he tried to focus on their location. They weren't even back on campus yet. He found himself shaking his head.
"We're not even on campus yet," he said.
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 8:52 pm
Amrita had the distinct feeling that she had said something stupid.
She couldn't place what though.
His answer made her sigh, tristing and fidgeting the handles of the pet store bag with both hands. They weren't even on campus?! Awwww maaaan...she was getting tired, and her feet were sore, and she felt stupid (but that was a common issue). The want to stop made her a failure to dedicated zombies everywhere - not that she was actually a zombie, just in the unfortunate way of having to be in one.
"Umm...Can...Can I change my answer?" She asked, shuffling a little closer to him. If they weren't even near Campus yet, she wanted to be carried...but if he said no, she'd deal.
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 9:07 pm
Lucien didn't mind if she changed her answer. Not at all. He felt compelled to help this smaller creature, and her poor feet. He couldn't imagine having backwards feet at all. With that thought, he couldn't help but wiggle his toes into the ground and curl them up, peeking down at them. They were much cleaner, but that would probably be because he was usually floating instead of walking. It was much easier. He had to wonder if she would mind being carried... in the air. He didn't give it much thought though.
He idly adjusted his goggles from around his neck to around his face as he said "Okay," to Amrita. He slowly leaned over and picked her up, a little surprised that she didn't weigh very much, but then again, she was so tiny and a lot of her tissue was deteriorated. He juggled her around for a second, shifting her into a more comfortable position to sit her arms around his neck so that she could hold on.
"Hold on tight," he said.
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 9:20 pm
The colour in Rita's feet had something to do with her never wearing shoes, but also in part from the rotting. Since possessing this body though, the decaying process had mostly stopped, but the damage had been done a long time ago.
At first it surprised her that he could pick her up fairly easily; this body was around nine or ten, after all! But then she remembered that a lot of it had rotted away...and then it made sense. Being held was awkward and somewhat uncomfortable thanks to her general hesitation of people touching her, but she was quite thankful to be off of her feet! It even made the whole being close to him thing bareable.
"Hey." She said in surprise, noticing something after wrapping her arms around his neck. "You put your goggles on." Then, a blank looking stare. "...'Hold on tight'...?" She was fine, she didn't think she'd slip! Besides, she wasn't on her feet, she couldn't trip over them!
"Why?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 9:37 pm
Lucien didn't want her to be uncomfortable with a lump in her chest from where the goggles were hanging around his neck, so he had put them on. Luckily for Amrita the idea of flying on home hadn't crossed his mind with a passenger on the Lucien Express. He nodded a little, careful of her arms around his neck.
At this point, Lucien was hovering off the ground, just a little. It was unusual for him to walk around on the ground anyways! "I didn't want them to dig into you," he said, "And I wouldn't want you to fall onto the ground if I were to lose my grip." He thought it was something normal someone would say if they were carrying another person: hold on tight. No one wanted to fall while being carried.
Grin on his face, Lucien decided to head along his merry way, looking at the road through a nice rose tint. Everything was good. He didn't even have to worry about tripping over anything while carrying her because his feet weren't touching the ground.
He felt inclined and he asked, "Do you feel better?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 9:51 pm
"Oooh." Amrita nodded, the sound of wonder lingering for a moment or two. That made sense! She didn't even think that she could fall. Huh. Well, if she did, it wouldn't be too special. Just a slightly longer drop; she was used to falling.
Did she feel better? "Yes!" She piped up happily, playing with her own fingers on the other side of his neck. The brain breaking and the weird...everything was forgotten by now, or at least for now. He was a ghost-type, and he was being nice to her! So very nice. This Vetala was a very, very happy Vetala at the moment.
"Oh but if you get tired of it, just put me down!" She informed him, not wanting to be too much of a burden, despite his seeming to not mind. One arm detached from around his neck to instead rub at her eye with a little yawn. "You walk smooth~" She managed to get out at the tail end of the yawn itself. It was like he wasn't even walking at all! Weeeeeird.
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 10:08 pm
Lucien was being very nice. It would just be wrong to treat something of such a size in any other manner. So it was no surprised he was pleased to hear she was doing better. He made a small note out loud saying, "That's good," as he looked around at his surroundings. He could see the bank in the distance, that meant they were getting closer to the Wishing Well and that meant they were very close to the campus.
"I don't usually walk," he said without thinking.
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 10:26 pm
"You don't?" Rita seemed surprised. But...how could he get anywhere without walking?! That just didn't seem like - wait. Wasn't he floating earlier? "Oooh because you can float?" She guessed, wiping her hand on her sari before wrapping it back around his neck. Getting him too dirty wasn't something she wanted to do!
"Floating is fun." She murmured, the smooth trip making her increasingly more sleepy. Floating was something she could do, when she wasn't stuck in a body of course. It had been a very long time since she had been able to float, and now... "I kind of miss it." She murmured out loud, unaware that she had. The excitement for the way was wearing on her; she was tired, and sleepy, and being carried wasn't helping her stay awake. very well. She was conscious still, just...fading.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 3:05 am
Lucien had heard the other mention something about missing floating but having not understood the reference all he could manage was a mild subtle question about it as he floated by the Wishing Well with his arms full and the campus in clear sight. He had to agree with her most definitely though, floating was very fun.
He looked down, looking at the fading creature in his arms. He wasn't sure where to take her. It was the Undead dormitory, wasn't it? He had to find out, or else be standing awkwardly as he wandered in circles between the dorms not sure where to go. Or worse off, having to take her to his dorm.
"Um..." He said. "What dorm?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 3:20 am
Lucien was saying something to her.
No, he was asking a question. It was a pretty important question too! Oh dear. It had to do with...dorms? No that seemed like a silly question! It was obvious what she was...or at least where she belonged. At least, that's what she always thought. With a bit of a groan as she strained to stay awake, shifting a bit in his arms to lift her head from his shoulder and to rub her eye with her knuckles once more.
"Undead..." She yawned, looking around with a dazed expression. Heeeey she kind of recognized this area! At least, she thought she did. Damnit, he was comfortable to boot! "...you don't have to come in if you don't want to." Amrita started. "But if you wanna you can. Might smell lots." Though, since he was carrying her, it might not be so bad to him.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 3:35 am
Lucien was not surprised by the dorm of the undead, but he wouldn't have been shocked if they had put her somewhere else. He nodded to her, adjusting his grip on her so that she was still in the same position she had been in, trying not to disturb her as he walked past the gates of the campus. He found himself looking around, he didn't see anyone. With that, he headed towards the undead dormitory, which was unusual place for him to be unless he was planning to flood the mummy floor to see what would happen.
"We're here," he said softly. With his next question, he left it up to her if she wanted to get down now or if she wanted to be carried back to her room much like a knight would do for a princess. "Which floor is your room?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 3:48 am
Once she recognized that they were on campus and near her dorms she struggled a bit in his arms, murmuring something about wanting to get down now. He had been nice enough to carry her despite...well, despite herself, and she was pretty sure it would be embarrassing for him to be seen carrying her into the dorms too. The last thing she wanted was to embarrass him anymore than she probably already did!
One way or another she was back on her feet, adjusting the bag to hug it against her nearly hollowed out chest. "B-basement." She murmured, surpressing yet another yawn. It was important that she wake up now! Otherwise they'd fall. Again.
It took a little bit, but her limbs stopped creaking the more she walked, and after pulling open the Undead Dorm's doors, she looked up at Lucien, forever through her hair.
"A-are you, um, coming in? Or going to your dorm?" She asked again, playing with the door handle.
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