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 Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 2:30 am
Applesquees sounded fine to her, but she couldn't tell him that now - she couldn't even tell him anything. In fact, when he screamed out a what to her, it came out garbled enough to make her turn and bend up nearer to his face. Her answer was, as expected:
"WHAT?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 2:33 am
He stared at her as she asked him what in return. This wasn't going to work at all, Kettil let out a small huff of annoyance as he let go of her hand and took a moment to search his pouches until he produced a small notepad and a pen. He scribbled down a set of words after he juggled with the bags for a moment. After he wrote down the message he showed her the notepad.
'What did you say?'
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 2:36 am
"Oh." Freya took the pen and pad from him, and scribbled her answer, before holding it up proudly. Her penmanship was messy, but it was far more understandable than if they tried to talk through this noise.
'Do you think this was the right choice?'
She was second guessing her choice of men's stores.
I wonder why.
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 2:40 am
Kettil took the notepad from her and wrote down his answer.
'Yes it was the right choice if you wanted us to grow deaf together right this instant. The old part would have to wait a few years. I don't think we'll find anything nice in pajamas here. Let's try a new place?'
He showed her the notepad again. Kettil wasn't upset as much as he was growing a bit anxious the longer they stood here in this dark place, his arm knocked into a close by display knocking it over making him cringe. The aisles were a bit too close for the slightly claustrophobic Muut.
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 2:57 am
Kettil took so long writing his answer that Freya had actually started to look around. Some of the outfits in the room, now that she could see them, were..
She started to giggle, and pushed him out of the store as quickly as possible. Her ears were still ringing by the time they reached the outside, but now that the room was bright as day, her deep blush was visible on her laughing face.
"WE GOES TO ANOTHER STORES." She announced quickly, dragging him as far away as possible.
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 3:03 am
Suddenly he was being pushed out he glanced at her face and just above her head, as they left, he swore he saw some riding crops.
...What in the world. Where had she taken him?!
Either way it was forgotten as he gazed around the scattering of shops in the Maul he took her hand and lead her to a shop that suited their needs more, "Here, this place seems safe and quiet."
Indeed, the shop was a lot more low key and had some male mannequins scattered about wearing fashionable male outfits of the day. He wasn't bothering to read shop names at the moment.
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 3:06 am
Freya was still giggling. In fact, she would probably burst into giggles every once in a while at random sporatic moments during the day. For now, she just buried her head into his arm and let him lead her into the normal store, trying not to look like she couldn't control herself.
One quick glance around confirmed that this would do, but as soon as she'd looked, she smushed her face back into his arm again. He could lead them to the pajamas section while she continued to snicker into his skin.
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 3:11 am
"Gonna let me in on the joke, Giggles?" He asked smirking a bit as he led the way toward the rear of the store that seemed to hold a majority of the male sleepwear (and undergarments). "I was just seeing things, right? There weren't riding crops back there...?"
At this point he wasn't sure what he would do if that was what he saw.
He just quietly started to peer through the selections curiously.
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 3:18 am
Freya crumbled to the floor in hysterics.
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 3:22 am
...He was so used to this sort of thing that he just stared at her for a long moment before he knelt down to a crouch and lightly poked at her, "Answwweeeerrr~," he almost whined. Kettil didn't care that several eyes were now upon them.
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 3:23 am
The poking actually made her stop laughing, and she swatted him away, but her grin was still wide and mischievous.
"So maybe I didn't knows what that store was before we goes in. We are in a safe one now! I promise yeh no whippings here!"
Her last few words had her pealing forth more laughter, rolling on the floor helplessly.
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 3:26 am
That was enough to confirm his suspicions as to what they had just left behind and then he just grinned a bit at her, "Not that I'd object if you wanted to try a bit of whippin' but, y'know I'd rather we did some research on that first to make sure we do it safe," he said simply.
Was he looking to surprise her?
Yes.
Did he mean what he said?
...He had no clue.
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 3:35 am
The laughter stopped, but only because Freya was thinking about it. :|
After at least three solid minutes of silence, she looked to her left, then her right, and grabbed him by the shoulders enough to pull her up to her feet.
"PAJAMAS." She reminded him, slapping him back into action with a smack in the rear. She must be taking lessons from Ariane.
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 3:45 am
He was now being used to help her stand up; he made sure to remain still so she wouldn't collapse again. The should and the slap on the a** made him stand up right with very little hesitation simply because there was no other reaction but immediate when that happened.
"Alright, alright," he laughed cheerfully rubbing his a** with a free hand as he went to look through the selection, "Uhhh. What about this one?" He asked as he pointed out a set with an owl on the shirt.
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 6:31 pm
Freya, once up, was also looking through the selection, and her hand was on one when he pulled out a set for her to look at. The problem, of course, was that Freya's sense of style was far wilder than Kettil's. Leaving it up to her was not in his best interests. Case in point. "Nah nah too borings. LOOKS I FOUND A SET!"
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