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 Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 2:25 am
{{rp between novablu and swirly -- on the same account because we're on the same computer}}
Impulse stretched from where he lay in the sun near the lake, wearing a loose white tanktop and paint-splattered jeans. His long fingers trailed circles in the water, his armwarmers left back in his and Marshie's dorm room. The weather was just too nice, besides, he needed a thinner pair. He'd have to go looking -- perhaps that's what he'd do today. Maybe... If only he could motivate... Yawning, he splashed in the water, legs kicked up behind him, crossed at the ankle, his toenails painted every color of the rainbow. Perhaps...later.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 2:30 am
The lake had been beckoning to her all day. Sunlight had been sparkling across it making a rainbow of bright lights dance across the top. There was no way she could just stay inside all day and pretend like it wasn't gorgeous outside. A soft feminine sigh, allowed only because no one was around escaped and she walked closer to the water's edge, not bothering to be quiet. Realizing at the last second that someone else had had the same idea to come out to the lake.. great... company.
Shaking her head as if she didn't care, Airi continued to the water's edge as if she hadn't seen the male.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 2:35 am
Impulse was lost in thought as he often was. But this time, his thoughts weren't on fun things. They were on...maturity. Marshall wanted a family. The idea made him giddy and excited and frightened and terrified all at once. Kids? -THEM-? They were a gay couple, what would they know about raising kids?
Gwin had agreed to be their surrogate, too... Imp wasn't sure if he was happy or sad. He knew Gwin wanted a steady life, a steady boyfriend... Well, she had Sassy now, it seemed like. The perv. Imp wrinkled his nose. He was jogged from his thoughts by a black-haired girl. He gave her a little wave, curious. He'd never seen her around before...
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 2:39 am
Her greeting to the male was a quick nod before she bent over to rip off her socks and shoes and chuck them carelessly behind her. Material things meant very little to her for the simple fact that they could be taken away at any given time. Why put value in something that wouldn't last forever? She only had one foolish love and that was her place in the Ruins.
Without further ado she waded into the water up to her knees, it was cold as hell but it felt good on her legs and would keep the skin supple.. enough. She faced the male, eying his bright colors with a bit of interest. He smelled like the Ruins about, but she didn't really get out much.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 2:43 am
Impulse's ears docked back at her stoic nod. Was he that...unapproachable? He went into a set of worries, each one bigger than the next, glancing away from his magazine (an art magazine, of course...although he had not one artistic bone in his body) that Gwin had given him, to watch the girl wade into the water. Could she hate him? They were perfect strangers but... Was it his haircolor? Did she not like homosexuals?
Finally after needlessly needling himself, he took a deep breath and offered her his brightest smile. "Hiya. You from the Ruins, too?" His head tilted, voice soft, almost innocent sounding.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 2:48 am
There would have been guilt in Airi's mind, mindful, only a little, if she knew that the male was actually that upset about her own silence. Talking a lot was not a priority of hers, most of the time she found people that spoke all the time to be full of hot air. After a couple of minutes in the water she began to make her way out, moving carefully and a bit daintily to avoid stepping on anything painful.
Once she reached the water's edge she gave him one of her ghost smiles and spoke with a slight shiver to her voice, "Yeah, I've got a room of my own... Don't get out much really."
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 2:52 am
Impulse brightened visibly as she spoke to him in a civil manner -- he wasn't sure what he was expecting: being snapped at, maybe? His ears drooped at the mere thought of it... He hated bad tempers. Especially when they were directed at him. He hopped to his feet, careless where he placed them as he found his way over to her. Looking a little shy, he smiled. "I've not seen you around but Marshie keeps me cooped up inside. He doesn't like germs, really. I'm Impulse."
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 2:58 am
"Airi." The name was given carelessly as she made her way over to her socks, hips swaying a bit sassily. She was comfortable in her own skin, but not so much around strangers, perhaps she was okay around this Impulse because of the innocence in her voice? Others were too jaded for her likings probably because they were too much like her. Falain was full of goodness and she tried to let a little bit of it rub off onto her, just a little though. She'd never be Miss Congeniality.
"Germs? Why bother they're everywhere." Certainly should be respected but she wouldn't live her life inside because it suited someone else's fancy.. No way in hell. Her life was her own.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 3:03 am
Airi. He liked it. Of course, he was a name person and liked everyone's name. Unless, of course, they were like...Beezlebub or Satan or something, in which case he'd probably hide from them. "It's nice. Like a spring breeze," he giggled, one hip jutting out, hand resting on it, the other playing with his ponytail absentmindedly.
"Oh, -I- know this. And he's getting better. He used to hate being touched, too! Imagine, never holding hands... It's kinda sad..." He offered the girl a grin. "Now he wants kids -- Marshall. Kids. It's a funny idea but...I kinda like it? And Gwin'll be a good mommy, too. Do you know Gwin, from the Ongaku Uni? She gives wicked art lessons."
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 3:07 am
Her brain hurt. That had to be the sensation that was wracking her right now. He was rambling about Marsh and Gwin? Was it a place or a person? Probably a person if it was going to father things. Art lessions? About the only lesson that she really wanted was how to kick someone's a** properly. She's love a re-match with the vain peacock once she had been given a lesson or two on how to actually fight against someone bigger and stronger than she was... Ugh. Stupid men.
"Uhm.. no.. I don't really know very many people."
Jeez, she was becoming a regular chatter-box.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 3:11 am
Impulse smiled. That was okay. "I could introduce you? If you wanted, sometime. Gwin lives over at the University. Marshall's my boyfriend. He's out right now, with one of his friends I think. And...then there's Sassy. I think he's got his eye on Gwin, but I don't trust him as far as I can throw him." He gave a dark chuckle -- unusual for his usually happy-go-lucky demeanor. Gwin was his best friend... He didn't want to see her hurt. Again... He could've throttled Remi for leaving her like he did... Poor Gwin... But... Even if he didn't want to admit it, Sassy seemed to be making her happy...
Imp tugged at his bangs, the rainbows fading. He needed to redye them... He glanced back up, looking at Airi's dark hair thoughtfully. She could use a little bit of color... He didn't say it, though.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 3:14 am
Jesus, why didn't they all get together and beat a pinata with a stick while children frolicked screaming. Or perhaps this mystical Gwin could move into her bedroom and she'd just sleep on the floor. The hateful thoughts were running through her brain until she tamped them down, so far he wasn't asking anything of her so she had no reason to be suspicious or even mean to him. "Uh... " She choked on what she was going to say and then froze up, her features blank.
"Did.. you say Sassy.. glow-stick panty-sniffer?" She had met the male once, not really bad for a perv-o...
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 3:17 am
Impulse noted the little swirl of anger that blossomed off of the girl. So maybe she wasn't so pleasant to be around... Impulse didn't judge. Perhaps she'd had a rough life. He smiled anyways and nodded. "You know Sassy?" It was his turn to look surprised. "I...Panty-sniffer?" His eyes widened at the idea. Oh lord he hoped not... Poor Gwinnnnnnn... "Did...Did he try that with you?" Both brows rose in alarm. "Pleaseeeetellmehedidn't..." Worry lines creased Impulse's forehead now, lips turned down in a frown.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 3:19 am
She shrugged a little bit, putting her shoes and socks back on.. Soon she'd go back into the Ruins and just do nothing.. man it was really boring around here right now. "No.. he didn't try it, it's just my own little nickname for him I guess? He bought me a hot chocolate and we made small talk..." He hadn't been that bad, but she still thought he was a perv. But, if this Gwin was what he wanted, then who was she to get into their relationship and muck things up? It wasn't her place. Not hers at all.
... Now what?
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 3:21 am
Impulse nodded, relieved. He didn't want to judge Sassy -- really he didn't. But the male just rubbed Imp the wrong way when they'd first met. Impulse had been...pleasant with him, though he was fairly certain Sassy knew he didn't like him...or approve. As long as he didn't mess up their plans. As long as he didn't touch their babies... -His- babies. Impulse felt a rush of possessiveness, a feeling that he never thought he'd feel...well...ever.
After a pause, he looked at her again, then reached out his hand to touch her hair. He was cautious now. Just like he'd been with Marshall. "Your hair really is beautiful. Ever thought of putting a few streaks of color in it?"
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