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 Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 9:43 pm
Malodore blinked, then blinked again. Oh, it was grateful for mask and bandages now; there was no way Riley could see the blush... though she would definitely feel it. The plague doctor's reaction could be summed up thusly:
1.) ciò che il?!
2.) ... hmmm...
3.) ... che è stato... bello...
4.) ............
Then the moment passed, and it became abruptly aware that Riley was looking at it, her face purple as a grape. "I, uh..." it stammered for a moment, trying to wrap its head around what had just occurred. "Is that, ah... a... an expression of affection? It was... ah... not... unpleasant... at all..."
Why couldn't it talk properly?!
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 10:04 pm
Malodore's reaction was more than she had hoped for. She was pleased that he hadn't rejected her, but perhaps even more pleased that he had enjoyed it. That was, after all, the point.
Yes. She barely whispered. It is. It is an Illithid's version of what the humans, (and the hormonally challenged of our world as well, she added with a side-thought) call a kiss. The last word was, somehow, even quieter than the rest. She was looking everywhere but at him, and even she found her own sudden shyness amusing. She forced back a chuckle, and rubbed her hand over her face to try and subdue the blush.
I'm. Ahh. The chuckle escaped. Sorry. I've never really. Well. What I meant to say was, I'm glad you didn't.. mind.
Finally she looked up at him, a sudden seriousness in her eyes. I'm sorry. I'm being ridiculous. I just wanted to- and her eyes flickered away again. Well, I just wanted to. She would later beat herself up for the last words she said in a thoughtless rush before she died of embarrassment. If you ever wished for it, I would do it again for you.
Really, Riley? Really? Because this situation wasn't awkward enough?
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 10:11 pm
"I... ah... I am not used to physical expressions of affection... not my forte..." Malodore managed, still stammering. "But I, uh... this... isn't just because of what I... did to you in the forest, is it?" It rather hoped that wasn't the case - a sort of odd vengeance - and it hoped it stridently enough that Riley might well pick up on it. "Because I would rather, ah. That it be for its... own... sake?"
What. What was even happening.
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 10:25 pm
If there was one thing, one single thing, that Riley did not want to hear at that very moment.. it was that. She paled visibly, and her eyes widened to saucers. She stumbled a step back, and shook her head.
Oh no, she shook her head, slowly at first, but gaining speed. No, no Malodore, that's not, ohhh.. She put her hand over her eyes and groaned, clearly upset. She took a moment to gather her thoughts, and when her hand dropped, her skin was back to it's normal color. Not at all, her hands punctuated the strong statement with a flourish. This has nothing to do with - I haven't even thought about that since - I would never even - ohh, Malodore. She couldn't even finish a thought, she was so embarrassed.
I knew I wouldn't live that down. She looked away, almost as if she was talking to the table. I should have never drank that cider. I've ruined everything. Her eyes flickered up to him, brows furrowed deeply. I have, haven't I.
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 10:33 pm
"No! No, you haven't... I just had to be certain." It reached out and grabbed her wrist, being very careful not to accidentally harm her. "Sarebbe il mio onore di cercare la conoscenza con voi, condividere ... le cose ... con voi."
... Good thing it had given her that dictionary.
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 10:54 pm
She seemed somewhat calmed by the mere fact that he'd reached out to stop her from continuing down a spiral of embarrassment, and blinked up at the long line of Italian he'd just uttered. With a careful moment of notation, she'd immediately placed every word he'd said into her internal memory, for translating later. For now, though..
Her eyes crinkled slightly, and her words had a weak chuckle wrapped around them. I need to learn your language. I don't know what you just said.. yet. By the returning blush, even as faint as it was, it was clear she'd gotten the message, however.
Still, she felt the need to reiterate. Malodore, she began, her voice chopping slightly. I want you to be certain. She nodded, determined to be clear. I did that, I gave you that, because- She paused, trying to find the right words. There were none. Well, because. Because that's how I feel.
She had never, in her entire life, had a conversation so choppy, so confusing, and the complete opposite of her normal 'I always know what I'm doing at all times' attitude.
Because she had no idea what she was doing, and it showed. This was uncharted territory she tread on, and every step seemed steeper. Yet, none were so steep that they did not feel worth it.
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 11:12 pm
"Ah... um." It had to think about that for a while. Affection was not something it was used to, not at all... especially not when it came to physical touch. Gargantuan's hug was about the upper limits of what it had experienced in that area, and that was nothing like what Riley was proposing. In addition, it was rather acutely aware that plague doctors didn't really do things the way most Halloween creatures did... but then again, neither did Riley, right?
"It would be my honor to seek knowledge with you, to experiment... er..." It folded its hands awkwardly. "I think my people are somewhat like yours... the richest virtues are of the mind... and yours is... stupefacente ... esilarante."
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 11:28 pm
Riley rose a brow, a sense of calming amusement replacing her embarrassment. Malodore seemed to be just as confused about the situation as she was, and she didn't mean for that to be reassuring, but it was.
You know, I should tell you. Her words were a soft mix of amusement and conten. Our richest virtue is indeed the mind, and because of this, we value exchanges of the mind over everything. Her eyes crinkled slightly. Which is why I feel this way. You have the most beautiful mind I've ever been exposed to. And it doesn't hurt that you keep complimenting me like that. She laughed softly. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you had all of this planned from the very beginning. The devious Malodore, bent to seduce the unsuspecting mindflayer into submission.
She took the step forward that she'd pulled away from earlier, and reached up with slow movements, briefly adjusting Malodore's hat as it had been slightly askew from when she'd put it on before. After it looked acceptable, she nodded her head.
She'd been so embarrassed before, but now she felt like she was embarrassing him. She put her hand to her cheek, and rested against it.
I think I've put you through enough torment for one night. She teased.
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 11:40 pm
"Sedurre? Me?" Malodore tilted its head so far to one side that it very nearly ruined Riley's hat-adjustment. "I... assure you, signorina, my intentions have been nothing but honorable." Its voice was a bit more at ease now, though, perhaps even... a little playful?
"Does that mean we have an accord?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 11:52 pm
Riley very nearly giggled at his response, but she caught herself before the wretched sound left her mind.
We do. She murmured with amusement, almost tempted to shake his hand as if they'd just made a deal with one another. Instead, she decided this would be the perfect time to leave him to his own devices, and stop bothering him with her pesky feelings. She tugged softly on one of his sleeves as she walked past, headed for the door.
I'll let you know what happened to the toy in my room. She sent back at him, as she opened the door. As soon as I see you again.
She stepped through the door, and looked as though she was going to close it without another word, but her head popped in just before doing so.
Oh, and Malodore? She murmured quietly, very obviously pleased with herself. I'll still want to kiss you. You know, every once in a while. Fair warning~
Without waiting for a response, she gave a short, happy little wave, and shut the door.
If she could whistle as she walked away, she would.
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