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 Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2014 5:01 pm
Doucette let out a chortle of laughter at the image of Shepard folded into what would be a suitcase on wheels for him. Now she felt almost as if that would be preferable, to watch him turn himself into a bit of origami with his grumpy face clouded even more than usual. The sight of it would forever be burned into her memory, to be touted out whenever she needed cheering up. Could she really about face and march towards the little caterpillar ride??
But no, that would be needlessly cruel!
“Hmph!" Doe replied at the verbal jab, squirming away from the offending elbow as it came her way. “Better to be short!" she grumped, hoping that Vivi's hair would hit him in the face during the ride and all but ruin the experience for him. Sadly her own hair was simply not long enough to cause such damage!
As the redhead realized they were finally stepping up into the next slot, the coaster pulling away with the last group of people before her own doom, she tightened her fingers somewhat on Vivi's arm, lashes fluttering for a moment.
Curses. How can so many people enjoy this kind of torture?!
As Cesc gestured at the booth with the photos Ren's expression became inquisitive, watching as the images changed from person to person as each coaster blew through and the people laughed at their expressions or bought the memories for later.
"“I...don't have any pictures of myself," she said suddenly, watching another man point at his girlfriend's expression and imitate it for her, as if she couldn't see it on the screen for herself.
Although the girl spent a decent amount of time in front of the mirror when doing her hair, Ren never used the thing to practice facial expressions, and thus hadn't a clue what she was going to look like when they stepped of the ride and over to the little booth. "“Cesc," she breathed, turning her head back to him and looking into his eyes, her own dancing with excitement, "“Let's make a funny face and buy one! Can we?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2014 4:14 pm
"Alright, next group up!" the ride attendant said, waving the group forward. The ride's bright yellow seats rolled in without any passengers -- they had been dropped off at a stop just on the other side of the line, but it still made for a strange visual. A few minutes before, they had watched people pack into those self-same seats. To watch it speed in empty made it look as though the roller coaster had bucked them off somewhere, and the slow way the seat restraints lifted made it look like it was beckoning.
"That is us, go, go~" urged Vivi, taking Doucette's hand and nudging forward ahead of Shepard. The seats sat two to a row, and Shepard, laughing and shaking his head, hung back to let Cesc and Revontulet take the second row. He and a white-faced solo girl took the third.
"I think that's a wonderful idea," laughed the stag as they settled into their chairs, the confused ride attendant helping them set the restraints over their shoulders.
"You guys... will be fine, right?" he asked doubtfully.
"Of course," Cesc said genially, patting the over-the-head restraint. Shepard leaned forward between them, giving the man a thumbs-up.
"Don't worry, mate, we've done it before. They'll be fine."
The man shrugged, his face not wholly convinced, and went to help the girls in the front row.
"Should we make scared faces?" asked Cesc, turning his attention back toward Revontulet. "Laughing ones? Or just be as silly as we possibly can be?" He suited action to word, crossing his eyes and sticking his tongue out.
"You ladies alright?" The ride attendant shook Doucette and Vivi's safety belts, making sure all was well. "Last chance!"
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2014 4:53 pm
For a sick moment Doucette imagined that the seats were empty because something terrible had happened to all the passengers, but she shook the errant and silly thought away. Of course they could see the laughing, wobbly-legged teens piling out just a few feet back, but the redhead's fears were manifesting in odd ways.
“I'm going, I'm going!" she managed with a laugh, smiling at Ren to make sure she was ok with the whole ordeal. The guardian had assumed that the frei would have spoke up if she'd gotten cold feet (or a cold ribbon for that matter) but those blue eyes sparkled back at her with all the excitement of a dare devil about to pull off some dangerous feat.
Yes. Doe could not allow her frei to think her too weak - how else would Revontulet come to trust her as someone there to protect her?
But she did make extra sure of the restraints even before the attendant came back to check on them. The kind man's words of 'last chance' were greeted with pale cheeks and eyes framed impossibly wide with her dark lashes. Very deer in the headlights.
A delighted peal of laughter startled Doucette slightly - Revontulet having fallen to the giggles at the sight of Cesc sticking his tongue out at her and crossing his eyes. “Yes! We must be silly!" she agreed whole heartedly, delicately maneuvering her arms about the cumbersome restraints about her shoulders. “Like this?" Ren asked, putting her circled fingers to her face and puckering her lips. She had seen the expression on some show, thought not her usual polite black and white movies. Those women would never have done something so crude, but this seemed like the perfect opportunity to be a little more silly than usual. After all, everyone else was! Why shouldn't she?
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