Fidatof Bochinsky
F wasn't one to learn from his mistakes. Of all the accidents that had mysteriously found their way into his life, not one had made him any less inclined to throw himself off things or climb stuff that wasn't made to be climbed.
A week spent in the labs was enough to give anyone such an apparent deathwish.
The trouble was, F wasn't in much of a shape to be doing that sort of thing. Instead, he sat propped up against the side of his bed clutching his harmonica, very much asleep; His stomach bandaged and full of painkillers.
A week spent in the labs was enough to give anyone such an apparent deathwish.
The trouble was, F wasn't in much of a shape to be doing that sort of thing. Instead, he sat propped up against the side of his bed clutching his harmonica, very much asleep; His stomach bandaged and full of painkillers.
Antoinette Devereux
In dire need of a pick me up, Antony went to the only duplex she knew contained a certain dreaded one. One of the few that had managed to cheer her up and let her mind wander free of any Island drama.
It was time to visit F.
After a look a the directory and a bit of a walk, a sunglasses clad squirrel knocked properly on his front door, leaning against the door frame lazily waiting for a response.
It was time to visit F.
After a look a the directory and a bit of a walk, a sunglasses clad squirrel knocked properly on his front door, leaning against the door frame lazily waiting for a response.
Fidatof Bochinsky
F grunted awake at the sound at the door. He surveyed the room with a bleary squint while licking dry lips.
"Okay." he said simply in answer to nothing in particular, and lifted himself onto the bed before gingerly getting to his feet. Harmonica still in his hand, he instinctively snatched his own sunglasses from the bedside table and slotted them over his ears before ruffling his hair.
One hand on his belly, he used the other to turn the keys that were already in the door and slowly swung it open.
"Oh 'ello." he said cheerfully before the cracked left hand lenses of his glasses unceremoniously slid out of the frame completely and dropped onto the carpet. F blinked and looked down at it.
"Okay." he said simply in answer to nothing in particular, and lifted himself onto the bed before gingerly getting to his feet. Harmonica still in his hand, he instinctively snatched his own sunglasses from the bedside table and slotted them over his ears before ruffling his hair.
One hand on his belly, he used the other to turn the keys that were already in the door and slowly swung it open.
"Oh 'ello." he said cheerfully before the cracked left hand lenses of his glasses unceremoniously slid out of the frame completely and dropped onto the carpet. F blinked and looked down at it.
Antoinette Devereux
"Oh god the drama got to you too," she said sadly, a look of mild shock crossing her squirrelly features. Bending over, she picked up the broken piece of his sunglasses and offered it to him. Her own shades were pushed up in a pseudo headband with her other hand.
With an eyebrow quirk, she made a silent question of if she could come in. "I came to see how you were and to leech a cheering up from you... Now that I'm here it looks like we both need one, actually."
With an eyebrow quirk, she made a silent question of if she could come in. "I came to see how you were and to leech a cheering up from you... Now that I'm here it looks like we both need one, actually."
Fidatof Bochinsky
"Hey. You underes'imate me." he said with a lazy smile.
"I jus' 'ad my first experience wiv impalement, vat's all. Not quite as fun as you might've fought, but it made for an in'eresting.. period of time which I don't remember too well.. But I'm sure it was very in'eresting never vuh less."
He concluded with a light snort and took the lense from her furred hand. He disappeared into his duplex to place it and the remains of his shades on a nearby surface.
Without the protection of his glasses he was more conscious of his scarred eye -Only because it hampered his ability to be merry. From previous experience, he found the air tended to grow heavier when people couldn't help but stare. And heavy air was no fun at all.
F cleared his throat.
"Mon abode est tu abode." he said, gesturing to her from inside with a brief bow in an attempt at something vaguely French and vaguely gentlemanly.
"I jus' 'ad my first experience wiv impalement, vat's all. Not quite as fun as you might've fought, but it made for an in'eresting.. period of time which I don't remember too well.. But I'm sure it was very in'eresting never vuh less."
He concluded with a light snort and took the lense from her furred hand. He disappeared into his duplex to place it and the remains of his shades on a nearby surface.
Without the protection of his glasses he was more conscious of his scarred eye -Only because it hampered his ability to be merry. From previous experience, he found the air tended to grow heavier when people couldn't help but stare. And heavy air was no fun at all.
F cleared his throat.
"Mon abode est tu abode." he said, gesturing to her from inside with a brief bow in an attempt at something vaguely French and vaguely gentlemanly.
Antoinette Devereux
"Impalement?" She repeated ever so slowly, as if checking to make sure she heard him right. One glance to where he was holding his stomach smoothed over any doubts she harbored. "Well, you look good for being skewered then."
His dramatic bow caused her to one up his gesture with an equally dramatic curtsey, which included her tails fanning out in a sort of peacock-like arrangement.
Of course, the squirrel woman noticed his scarred eye, but considering all that she had seen on the island, she wasn't too phased by it. Afterall, when you've slept with a man turning into an octopus, lots of things seem normal.
Once inside and out of the bright sunlight, she stopped squinting and gave a pleasant sigh before turning to him with her bandaged hands on her hips in a more playful manner than cross. "How'd you stick yourself?" She glanced over at him before taking a rather lovely run and leap onto his bed, letting herself bounce when she landed as if she were a kid again.
Really, it was just a pseudo stealthy way to lay down on his bed without seeming like she was trying to seduce him. Though, she did take it upon herself to waggle her rear at him for shits and giggles. She even threw in an over the shoulder glance with a wink while she was at it.
She remembered F wasn't one for serious.
His dramatic bow caused her to one up his gesture with an equally dramatic curtsey, which included her tails fanning out in a sort of peacock-like arrangement.
Of course, the squirrel woman noticed his scarred eye, but considering all that she had seen on the island, she wasn't too phased by it. Afterall, when you've slept with a man turning into an octopus, lots of things seem normal.
Once inside and out of the bright sunlight, she stopped squinting and gave a pleasant sigh before turning to him with her bandaged hands on her hips in a more playful manner than cross. "How'd you stick yourself?" She glanced over at him before taking a rather lovely run and leap onto his bed, letting herself bounce when she landed as if she were a kid again.
Really, it was just a pseudo stealthy way to lay down on his bed without seeming like she was trying to seduce him. Though, she did take it upon herself to waggle her rear at him for shits and giggles. She even threw in an over the shoulder glance with a wink while she was at it.
She remembered F wasn't one for serious.
Fidatof Bochinsky
F couldn't contain a smirk at her curtsey.
"Would you believe me if I said I done it jousting? On dolphins. I fink vat'd be quite impressive." he drew himself up with a broad grin before releasing a goofy laugh at her antics and subsequently clutching his ********, don't make me laugh" he said, still chuckling. It obviously didn't hurt too much. The painkillers had done a good job.
"You look rediculous." he stated with a warm smile, and took his time following her to lay on his back on the bed.
"Would you believe me if I said I done it jousting? On dolphins. I fink vat'd be quite impressive." he drew himself up with a broad grin before releasing a goofy laugh at her antics and subsequently clutching his ********, don't make me laugh" he said, still chuckling. It obviously didn't hurt too much. The painkillers had done a good job.
"You look rediculous." he stated with a warm smile, and took his time following her to lay on his back on the bed.
Antoinette Devereux
"What, no sea turtles latched together with rope from your back hair?" She looked utterly disappointed at this travesty, at least until he clutched his stomach in pain. Then she looked like a young child that had just been caught with their hand in the cookie jar, a few partially munched in their mouth, and about five cookies already in various pockets.
"I sincerely apologize," Antony said with a sage nod.
His next comment caused her to c**k an eyebrow, "Well, I think anyone who was turning into a multi-tailed giant squirrel would look rediculous, but how can you deny five fluffy tails being cute?" As if to punctuate her point, she batted him across the nearest body part with a couple of the longer, fluffier ones.
Regardless of the jokes, the squirrel made sure to make room for him next to her, stretching her arms above her head before lacing her fingers and nestling them behind her head casually.
"I sincerely apologize," Antony said with a sage nod.
His next comment caused her to c**k an eyebrow, "Well, I think anyone who was turning into a multi-tailed giant squirrel would look rediculous, but how can you deny five fluffy tails being cute?" As if to punctuate her point, she batted him across the nearest body part with a couple of the longer, fluffier ones.
Regardless of the jokes, the squirrel made sure to make room for him next to her, stretching her arms above her head before lacing her fingers and nestling them behind her head casually.
Fidatof Bochinsky
"Well why waste perfec'ly good back 'air when we got dolphins?" he quipped with a quizzical look. The reference sailed over his head, however. Movies were not a luxury F was accustomed to.
He gave a devilish grin in response to her statement and question.
"What kind've squirrel 'as five tails anywaah-" he finished as a large white object manifested from the more vague side of his field of vision. He soon realised her tail was attacking his ear and instinctively flailed his hands at it with a snort before flopping down next to her.
Somewhere in the process of doing this however, F managed to stub his toe on the edge of the bed and squealed in an attempt to be manly about it.
He gave a devilish grin in response to her statement and question.
"What kind've squirrel 'as five tails anywaah-" he finished as a large white object manifested from the more vague side of his field of vision. He soon realised her tail was attacking his ear and instinctively flailed his hands at it with a snort before flopping down next to her.
Somewhere in the process of doing this however, F managed to stub his toe on the edge of the bed and squealed in an attempt to be manly about it.
Antoinette Devereux
Turning her head to the side sharply at the flail plus 'manly' squeal, Antony's lips pursed in attempt not to laugh at him. "Having trouble there Effy?" She asked with the utmost concern, moving one hand from behind her head to push a dread from his face in a motherly sort of way. "Didjoo get a BooBoo?"
It wasn't long before her muzzle split into a wide grin and was giggling something fierce as she rolled onto her side in order to see him properly.
All the while, her tails continue to make a vigorous attempt to assult him. Not that they actually hurt, but that wasn't the point.
Bother. Bother. Bother.
That was the point.
It wasn't long before her muzzle split into a wide grin and was giggling something fierce as she rolled onto her side in order to see him properly.
All the while, her tails continue to make a vigorous attempt to assult him. Not that they actually hurt, but that wasn't the point.
Bother. Bother. Bother.
That was the point.
Fidatof Bochinsky
"No more van usual." he drawled in an offhand manner, sticking his tongue out at her from behind his hair. "I'm starting a collection actually." he said with a cheery smile as if talking about a fascinating new hobby.
The whole time he had been attempting to ignore the tails, only batting one away every so often. He lay there with her tails buffeting him for a couple more seconds, glaring at her in defiance before finally snapping.
"Alrigh', where's vis doc?" he demanded as he lunging at her, fingers poised and ready to tickle. "I need t'get me some'er vose tails. Or lots of arms, or tentacles or somefing." He moved in for the kill, continuing to ramble as he did so.
"Oh, I know exac'ly what vey should make me! Vat grass stuff vat sticks to your cloves. And prob'ly your fur." he considered, "Vat would be sufficiently annoying."
The whole time he had been attempting to ignore the tails, only batting one away every so often. He lay there with her tails buffeting him for a couple more seconds, glaring at her in defiance before finally snapping.
"Alrigh', where's vis doc?" he demanded as he lunging at her, fingers poised and ready to tickle. "I need t'get me some'er vose tails. Or lots of arms, or tentacles or somefing." He moved in for the kill, continuing to ramble as he did so.
"Oh, I know exac'ly what vey should make me! Vat grass stuff vat sticks to your cloves. And prob'ly your fur." he considered, "Vat would be sufficiently annoying."
Antoinette Devereux
An indignant squawk of sorts left her the moment he began to tickle her, flailing and making all sorts of unAntony like noises... Girly noises. "N...No!" She managed to gasp, rolling onto her back in attempts to get away from him. Since her tails weren't prehensile, there was nothing much she could use them for other than balance.
If he was well enough to attack her, he was well enough to take her retaliations.
Should the roll away not work, the squirrel woman would make a sharp shift ontop of him and try to pin his arms up over his head. Away from her sides. Far, far away.
"You play dirty," she finally muttered in an accusational tone, eyeing him critically from her newfound perch.
If he was well enough to attack her, he was well enough to take her retaliations.
Should the roll away not work, the squirrel woman would make a sharp shift ontop of him and try to pin his arms up over his head. Away from her sides. Far, far away.
"You play dirty," she finally muttered in an accusational tone, eyeing him critically from her newfound perch.
Fidatof Bochinsky
"Y-yes!" F insisted with a nod and a rather mad grin, his hands following her sides wherever she wiggled to.
"Yuhff-" he grunted as he was pinned. He was sure this was doing no good for the hole in his stomach that was trying desperately to heal, but he wasn't about to spoil the fun. Oh no.
"Only as dirty as you'd expect from a dirty, dirty man.." He put on an over the top seductive tone, eyes narrowed and lips pursed in what ended up looking like an expression probably common for a toad suffering abnormal bowel movements.
He also temporarily gained an unintentional but vaguely Scottish accent as he spoke. He wasn't sure where that had come from.
All the same, his fingers wiggled threateningly from above his head.
"Yuhff-" he grunted as he was pinned. He was sure this was doing no good for the hole in his stomach that was trying desperately to heal, but he wasn't about to spoil the fun. Oh no.
"Only as dirty as you'd expect from a dirty, dirty man.." He put on an over the top seductive tone, eyes narrowed and lips pursed in what ended up looking like an expression probably common for a toad suffering abnormal bowel movements.
He also temporarily gained an unintentional but vaguely Scottish accent as he spoke. He wasn't sure where that had come from.
All the same, his fingers wiggled threateningly from above his head.
Antoinette Devereux
She was not to be outdone either, it seemed, and while he donned an over the top voice, Antony was much more well versed in the torturing of the opposite sex. And so she leaned foreward, letting their chests brush. The fact that she was in a tank top simply added to her arsenal.
"And how dirty would that be?" Antony asked in a low, tantalizingly rough voice, allowing her face to dip close enough to his ear that he'd feel the heat of her breath while she spoke.
Pulling back so that the girls and her own lips were ever so out of reach, the squirrel woman offered him a small, pleasant smile as if nothing happened. Her eyes however, gave away just how much fun she was having at his expense. This was a game in which she was quite the expert.
"And how dirty would that be?" Antony asked in a low, tantalizingly rough voice, allowing her face to dip close enough to his ear that he'd feel the heat of her breath while she spoke.
Pulling back so that the girls and her own lips were ever so out of reach, the squirrel woman offered him a small, pleasant smile as if nothing happened. Her eyes however, gave away just how much fun she was having at his expense. This was a game in which she was quite the expert.
Fidatof Bochinsky
F watched her display, his eyes wide at first, before he caught himself and cleared his throat. He turned his head to the side and released a short, sharp sigh.
"Women." he breathed incredulously, before turning back to face her with a new, cool smile.
"Well I 'aven't showered in a little while." he stated slowly as he leaned up towards her, all trace of attempted seduction gone. He gave her a lazy, lop-sided grin instead, then batted his eyelashes, his gut about to rupture from containing the laughter.
"Women." he breathed incredulously, before turning back to face her with a new, cool smile.
"Well I 'aven't showered in a little while." he stated slowly as he leaned up towards her, all trace of attempted seduction gone. He gave her a lazy, lop-sided grin instead, then batted his eyelashes, his gut about to rupture from containing the laughter.
Antoinette Devereux
Several low chuckles left her lips at his comments, and after a sharp look of warning, she loosened her grip on his wrists rather than entirely let him go. She peered down at him when he leaned up, a crooked smirk of her own playing across her lips with a challenging air added to it.
"Then take a shower," Antony replied smartly.
Her tails had taken to curling up against her back, tips flopping back down towards the mattress while they offered a few apathetic flicks.
"Then take a shower," Antony replied smartly.
Her tails had taken to curling up against her back, tips flopping back down towards the mattress while they offered a few apathetic flicks.
Fidatof Bochinsky
"Vat would ruin my image." he stated with a look of mock indignation. "I work long and 'ard to achieve vat perfect Eau de Tramp." he grinned broadly at her.
Unfortunately her glare wasn't sharp enough. He glanced sideways as a distraction before twisting his wrists and making to grab hold of hers instead, sitting up at the same time.
Unfortunately her glare wasn't sharp enough. He glanced sideways as a distraction before twisting his wrists and making to grab hold of hers instead, sitting up at the same time.
Antoinette Devereux
She wasn't too surprised, but made sure to allow a soft gasp to pass through her lips. A gaze passed over his the contrast of his much darker hands around her wrists before she brought her crimson eyes back to his own.
What to do, what to do? Not that the Romanian was entirely in control, but he did have a leg up on the situation. There were many directions in which this could lead, and after a bit of thought and lip ring chewing, she came up with a direction... His hands.
"Now what?" Antony asked with a light tug at her warm retraints and an eyebrow quirk.
What to do, what to do? Not that the Romanian was entirely in control, but he did have a leg up on the situation. There were many directions in which this could lead, and after a bit of thought and lip ring chewing, she came up with a direction... His hands.
"Now what?" Antony asked with a light tug at her warm retraints and an eyebrow quirk.
Fidatof Bochinsky
"Well, now.." F glanced about furtively, then slowly leant in towards her. He caught her stare and glanced from her round, red eyes to her fur-lined lips. His eyes narrowed and he leaned in even closer, before tipping his head back and running his tongue up her cheek in a sloppy great lick.
He smacked his lips, and seemed to ponder the taste.
He could have kissed her. Indeed he thought about it. But he soon decided he didn't particularly like thinking about it. It meant considering the fact that she was a giant squirrel. And, despite the banter, that still wasn't something he'd actually come to terms with seriously.
He leant back again with a soft smile, then freed one of her hands so that he could rub his stomach, seemingly distracted by it. It might have been obvious that he had been thinking deeply, but it was nothing he wanted to discuss.
"I fink I need s'more pills." he purred as he looked back up at her, the dull pain starting to return.
He smacked his lips, and seemed to ponder the taste.
He could have kissed her. Indeed he thought about it. But he soon decided he didn't particularly like thinking about it. It meant considering the fact that she was a giant squirrel. And, despite the banter, that still wasn't something he'd actually come to terms with seriously.
He leant back again with a soft smile, then freed one of her hands so that he could rub his stomach, seemingly distracted by it. It might have been obvious that he had been thinking deeply, but it was nothing he wanted to discuss.
"I fink I need s'more pills." he purred as he looked back up at her, the dull pain starting to return.
Antoinette Devereux
Antony watched him. Her lips parted. Her eyes half lidded.
And then he licked her.
She jerked back in shock, eyes widening into saucers as she simply stared in disbelief. "You licked me!" It was a redundant exclamation, but it was all she could really think about.
It took a bit, but her attention was soon, and thankfully, brought to the hand that had released her wrist, which was rubbing his stomach again. "Hey," the squirrel woman murmured, fingers of her now free hand nimbly working at the hem of his shirt, pulling it up carefully.
There was a hint of worry in her eyes, and her brows furrowed at his comment. "I can get them for you, if you want...?" The squirrel woman glanced back up to his face for his verdict on the situation.
And then he licked her.
She jerked back in shock, eyes widening into saucers as she simply stared in disbelief. "You licked me!" It was a redundant exclamation, but it was all she could really think about.
It took a bit, but her attention was soon, and thankfully, brought to the hand that had released her wrist, which was rubbing his stomach again. "Hey," the squirrel woman murmured, fingers of her now free hand nimbly working at the hem of his shirt, pulling it up carefully.
There was a hint of worry in her eyes, and her brows furrowed at his comment. "I can get them for you, if you want...?" The squirrel woman glanced back up to his face for his verdict on the situation.
Fidatof Bochinsky
"What? Isn' vat 'ow you people do vese fings..?" he gave a half-serious look of shock himself. It only lasted a brief moment before he cracked a grin and leaned forward once more to give her a swift but well-aimed peck on the lips.
The bandage around his midriff was revealed to be tinted slightly pink.
"Now, fetch. Please?" He managed to offer a calm smile despite the growing pain. "Strongest stuff you c'n get."
The bandage around his midriff was revealed to be tinted slightly pink.
"Now, fetch. Please?" He managed to offer a calm smile despite the growing pain. "Strongest stuff you c'n get."
Antoinette Devereux
For the first time in a long time, Antony was thrown utterly off balance by a kiss. Not because it was particularly amazing or passionate, but because it even happened in the first place. It was direct, and devoid of any ulterior motives or sexual inklings.
She was stunned.
So much, that she barely managed to kiss back. Clearly, she had been caught off guard.
Afterwards, she simply blinked at him for a moment before shaking herself out of the daze. "Right... Where... Where are they at?" Her question was offered as she ever so carefully slid off of him and the bed, tails twitching as she continued to look rather baffled about what had just happened.
She was stunned.
So much, that she barely managed to kiss back. Clearly, she had been caught off guard.
Afterwards, she simply blinked at him for a moment before shaking herself out of the daze. "Right... Where... Where are they at?" Her question was offered as she ever so carefully slid off of him and the bed, tails twitching as she continued to look rather baffled about what had just happened.
Fidatof Bochinsky
To F, it was a simple 'if things were different' kiss. That was about as deep as F would comfortably to keep things. She could think of it how she wanted, he only hoped it wasn't badly.
"Delia, in vuh cafeteria, you can get 'em from 'er." he explained, a patient smile still clung to his features.
"Delia, in vuh cafeteria, you can get 'em from 'er." he explained, a patient smile still clung to his features.
Antoinette Devereux
Antony nodded, fumbling for her sunglasses atop her head until they once again covered her eyes. "I'll be back," she replied, not even catching the Terminator reference. Her mind was elsewhere as she left the duplex.
The trip didn't take long, and with all the thoughts romping through her muddled mind, it seemed much shorter than it was to the rodent.
A twist of a sun heated knob later, and Antony was stepping into F's duplex once more, only this time she had a pill bottle in hand. She stood at the end of his bed and shook the bottle, "Now what can I barter these for?"
Either she had righted herself once more, or was putting up a damn good defense. Regardless, she had his pain pills and the ball was in his court.
The trip didn't take long, and with all the thoughts romping through her muddled mind, it seemed much shorter than it was to the rodent.
A twist of a sun heated knob later, and Antony was stepping into F's duplex once more, only this time she had a pill bottle in hand. She stood at the end of his bed and shook the bottle, "Now what can I barter these for?"
Either she had righted herself once more, or was putting up a damn good defense. Regardless, she had his pain pills and the ball was in his court.
Fidatof Bochinsky
"Come now, dear. I'mma hurtin' here." he complained in what he decided was a Texan accent.
Never the less, he looked around him briefly, eyes falling on a piece of clothing on the floor next to his bed.
"Oh alrigh'. You can 'ave a sock." he stated with a smug grin, leaning over to pick it up, but grunting as he strained to bring himself back onto the bed fully.
Never the less, he looked around him briefly, eyes falling on a piece of clothing on the floor next to his bed.
"Oh alrigh'. You can 'ave a sock." he stated with a smug grin, leaning over to pick it up, but grunting as he strained to bring himself back onto the bed fully.
Antoinette Devereux
She pointedly pushed her sunglasses back up just so he could see her roll her eyes at his offer. "Piss poor, so it'll have to be an 'I owe you'." A wink was thrown his way before she tossed him the pill bottle, figuring he could catch it. "Water?"
Her eyes fell to his stomach once again, and she frowned a bit before grinning wide and looking back at him. "Tell me what -really- happened then and we'll be square."
Her eyes fell to his stomach once again, and she frowned a bit before grinning wide and looking back at him. "Tell me what -really- happened then and we'll be square."
Fidatof Bochinsky
He caught the bottle with his knee, where it happened to bounce off and roll into his hand. He opened it and carefully poured out a few pills. Each one was popped into his mouth and swallowed clean.
"Heh, I've 'ad enough've vese fings in my life to build a two foot castle wiv." he gave a slight shrug and tossed the bottle towards the bedside table.
"Okay." He accepted with a lazy grin. "I was happily sitting in vis very nice tree, when vuh ground suddenly came out've nowhere." he explained simply.
"And it 'appened to 'ave a very nice pointy stick.. sticking out've it."
"Heh, I've 'ad enough've vese fings in my life to build a two foot castle wiv." he gave a slight shrug and tossed the bottle towards the bedside table.
"Okay." He accepted with a lazy grin. "I was happily sitting in vis very nice tree, when vuh ground suddenly came out've nowhere." he explained simply.
"And it 'appened to 'ave a very nice pointy stick.. sticking out've it."
Antoinette Devereux
"Lame. I may not have met a pointy stick, but my tree to ground impact story is much more interesting. Involves a tiger and me as the desired meal." She waved it off as if it had been nothing and sat down on the end of his bed as cross legged as she could manage with her feet, tails curling around and into her lap.
The tips flicked and she clutched one in her hands, fiddling with it absently.
Apparently, Antony was at a loss for words.
The tips flicked and she clutched one in her hands, fiddling with it absently.
Apparently, Antony was at a loss for words.
Fidatof Bochinsky
"Ahah, you-" he blurted as soon as he realised she'd also fallen out of a tree, then listened to the rest of her brief story. "So- A good squirrel, you do not make." he gave a light grin and a headshake.
Then he noticed how awkward she looked sitting there. Either she didn't want to be here or she didn't want to be there. F just assumed the latter.
"Com'ere." he offered, gesturing with both arms for her to lay with him. "Vese fings tend to get me a little drowsy, so I may as well not fight ve urge."
Then he noticed how awkward she looked sitting there. Either she didn't want to be here or she didn't want to be there. F just assumed the latter.
"Com'ere." he offered, gesturing with both arms for her to lay with him. "Vese fings tend to get me a little drowsy, so I may as well not fight ve urge."
Antoinette Devereux
"I was going off instinct, and not common sense..." The squirrel admitted, offering him a half smile, not exactly proud that she had, well, leapt before actually looking.
The offer was considered silently for a moment before she carefully pushed herself off of her rear in order to crawl over next to him. Strangely, there was no added waggle in her hips, nor a sultry look. Though her tails, per usual, were in constant motion, as if communicating with him on their own.
She layed down next to him hesitantly, not really knowing how close he wanted her and whatnot.
The offer was considered silently for a moment before she carefully pushed herself off of her rear in order to crawl over next to him. Strangely, there was no added waggle in her hips, nor a sultry look. Though her tails, per usual, were in constant motion, as if communicating with him on their own.
She layed down next to him hesitantly, not really knowing how close he wanted her and whatnot.
Fidatof Bochinsky
F rearranged the pillows behind his head then gently put his arm around the woman, so that she could rest her head on his chest if she wanted, but not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable either way.
"Let yourself out once I'm passed out." he said close to a whisper. "An' be quiet about it, yeah." he said with a tired smile, eyelids soon dropping.
It wouldn't be long before a first soft snore escaped the back of his throat.
"Let yourself out once I'm passed out." he said close to a whisper. "An' be quiet about it, yeah." he said with a tired smile, eyelids soon dropping.
It wouldn't be long before a first soft snore escaped the back of his throat.
Antoinette Devereux
Antony slid into the nook of his arm quite easily, lightly resting her cheek on his chest with a soft sigh.
She couldn't remember if she too fell asleep or not, but if she did, she didn't sleep long or heavy. So when she woke up finally, she let herself out like he had asked and went back to her duplex after scribbling a quick note:
She sighed outside his door. There were thoughts to organize.
She couldn't remember if she too fell asleep or not, but if she did, she didn't sleep long or heavy. So when she woke up finally, she let herself out like he had asked and went back to her duplex after scribbling a quick note:
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Call me if you need anything. Feel better.
Antony
Call me if you need anything. Feel better.
Antony
She sighed outside his door. There were thoughts to organize.
