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 Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2011 6:33 pm
"Yeah, probably," he said, sighing. "Come on, let's keep searching." He reached down, taking her hand again, then slipping it into his pocket with his own. She wasn't wearing gloves, and it was cold. He let his guitar dissipate, feeling, oddly, as if he was on some twisted version of a date.
"Hey... what are you doing for Christmastival?" he asked, turning to look at her. "Going home? Staying at school?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2011 7:08 pm
Taryn gasped and ripped her hand out of Roch's pocket. No way! That was borderline smutty! She hid her hands in her pockets and jogged a few steps to get ahead of Roch. Oh boy. What had he asked her?
"Huh?" The ghoul nervously brushed her hair behind her ear yet again.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2011 6:21 am
Roch blinked, a slight look of hurt on his face. That had been rejection, right? He was really starting to catch on to what was rejection and what wasn't... or so he thought. Well, it was probably a good thing she hadn't heard him, he told himself with a little smile that didn't reach his eyes.
"Nothing really," he said with a shrug. "Just small talk." Or at least close enough. He frowned though as the wind picked up, swirling the snow around them. He wasn't sure they should stop holding hands... not when it was getting harder to see--
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 8:04 am
Taryn shuddered and suddenly hung back. A hand in the pocket was too much, but she still enjoyed Roch's company (perhaps more than she should). She hovered back and pressed into his arm, and would have taken his hand were it not for her lack of gloves.
"So what are you doing for Christmastival?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 8:08 am
He glanced down, seeing her close again. Well... maybe it hadn't been a complete rejection... his expression went thoughtful as he tried (and failed) to figure out what she was thinking. "I don't know," he admitted. "I might try and go home for a weekend, or I might just stick around bugging people."
Or his dad might show up, he thought with just the tiniest hint of anticipation, which he quickly quelled. Who wanted to see that jerk, anyway? "Your hands, um... aren't they cold?" he said, finally speaking what he'd been thinking. "I figure hands are the most important part of the body, y'know, with my playing--"
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 8:25 am
Taryn nodded.
"I think my parents expect me to come home," she sighed. Her life had been so amazing here at Amityville that she didn't want to go back to how it had been. She looked up to Roch then and smiled. "Of course they are. I should have brought gloves, but it wasn't so cold earlier today..." Before the snow had attacked them. It took her a moment to realize that that's probably what Roch had been trying to do, rather than get closer. Oops... "How about you? Are yours warm...?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 8:29 am
"Yeah? Then I should figure out your Christmastival gift before you go," he said, frowning slightly. "You can't just skip out without warning me first, got it?" He seemed extremely set on this, turning and looking her straight in the eyes, face to face.
He seemed to believe they'd be back to normal before the big day. Silly boil.
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 8:34 am
Taryn's already flushed face darkened further and she gave a visible huff of air. This was... kind of intense, actually. She looked up at Roch, not knowing what to do, and nodded.
"Of course..."
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 8:36 am
He broke into a grin. "Good!" he said, looking quite satisfied. "Cuz it's gonna take me a bit to hunt down what I really wanna give you," he added with an evil little grin.
Ohmai, poor Taryn. Poor, poor Taryn.
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 8:40 am
Taryn reflexively reached out and stole one of Roch's hands, her own returning to his pocket and feeling more... comfortable there. She had done it willfully, after all.
"My plans seems so inferior now..." Was a cake enough? He needed something fantastic...
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Zyphiris rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 5
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 8:46 am
 Suddenly, the ground rumbled. The snow on the ground rose into a heap and before long, a very irate snow mang appeared. " Y U NO?" a pause. He looked at the two of them, confused, but still very, very cross. " NO U" he pointed to Taryn. Snow MangAttack roll: 2 d6 Target: Taryn Damage: 0 HP: 10/10
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bobaTJ rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 2
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 8:52 am
Taryn leaped back, her hand flying out of Roch's pocket. There was nothing quite like having a soft moment interrupted by something that wanted you dead. She yelped and tried to snatch off its nose, but failed miserably and only got a swipe of snow.
"Jack damnit--!"
They had ruined the mood!
Damage: 0
HP: 29/30
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Zyphiris rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 8:58 am
“ U MAD? U MAD? U MAD?” “ I NO U NO I NO U” he screamed, performing a hip thrust for emphasis. Snow Mang gestured wildly with his twig arms, throwing up snow in the chimera's direction, into her face. WHY COULDN'T THEY JUST UNDERSTAND?Snow Mang Attack roll: 2 d6 Target: Taryn Damage: 1 HP: 10/10
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bobaTJ rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 3
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 9:00 am
Oh, so that's how they were going to play this game! The pelvic thrusts seemed almost more offensive considering the situation. She reached out again and popped off its nose, biting it in ha;f before thinking better of it and spitting it into the snow.
"HAH. WATCHA GONNA DO?!" Angry Taryn had reemerged.
HP: 28/30
Damage: 1
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 9:04 am
"Jackdammit! Leave her alone!" Roch bellowed, holding out his hand to summon his guitar. What the hell, man? He'd just gotten her to CHOOSE to stick her hand in his pocket (not even CLOSE to first base, boil, sorry, but still progress!) and here this stupid snow guy was attacking her!
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