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 Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2012 10:16 am
It was rather late at night, and the school was quieter than usual, as it had been for the fast few days since most of the students had gone off to the Horsemen Isles. However, they were supposed to be home by yesterday. Could something have happened during the cultural exchange? With nobody calling or texting her, she couldn't help feeling anxious about her friends... Which was why she was out here in the first place - she just couldn't sleep, and Mac's little garden was a nice place to relax.
"Macccc, what if something horrible had happened?" She whined, suddenly regretting not going; it didn't occur to her that she could just call someone who was on the Isle to check up on them... Or maybe it did, and she didn't want to seem like she was interrupting anything.
Staring at the night sky, she sighed and then rolled over on her tummy, checking her eyephone for the nth time that day; the last text she had received from Amrita was over a week ago, in Week 1 of the exchange... She had came home safe and sound for Week 1, but Week 2 was over and there's still no sign of them... Another sigh, and she flopped over Mac's chest, using it as a pillow.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 11:25 pm
"And what if the Horsemen are really shitty time keepers?" Mac shrugged from his place on the ground, trying to brush it off. So half the school was away on an exchange program that was running suspiciously late for no reason whatsoever and with no contact from anyone within. That happened all the time didn't it? Deep down he knew better; they were likely in a lot of trouble. But, for Lizzy's sake, he played Devil's Advocate.
"I mean, let's be honest, when has a Horseman ever been on time for anything?" Now this was a complete shot in the dark, but it was one he was going to take. As she rolled over to check her phone again, he gave her a look and promptly yoinked the phone from her grasp. "I'm cutting you off." The Reaper informed her, lifting up his hat only enough to slide the phone in. Yes, his hat was now a phone prison.
"Come on Liz, take a breath, relax, that's why we're out here!" Laying on the grass with his arms folded behind his head on a normal chilly, clear-sky night. It just screamed RELAX DAMN YOU all over the place, especially with the haunting chorus of chitters from the nearby forest.
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 12:00 am
"I hope so... For their sake," She sighed, frowning until she felt her boilfriend yank her phone away. Immediately, she sat up, pouting and glaring at him with all the ferocity of an upset Foxfire as she fretted, "Hey! I need that! What if someone replies my text? Or tries to call me?!" Her voice had gone higher in pitch near the end, as she started to speak faster and faster, ending in her huffing before she sighed.
"Right... Relax..." She took deep breaths, and then laid down next to Mac, cuddling up to him; he was familiar. Comforting. It was nice to do something normal for a change, nice to not be on a school field trip where things might possibly be happening and she would not be there to help- She tensed, and then relaxed, closing her eyes.
Inner peace. Inner peace. Inner peace.
"Mac..." She chewed on her lower lip, pausing for a bit as she opened her eyes, turning her head to look at the boil, "Tell me the truth... How do you feel about me helping to set up Seeds?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 12:16 am
Her glare had zero effect on him. To him, she just looked like a puppy that had it's squeaky toy taken away. All fuzz, but without the squeaksqueaksqueak. Then she went and proved him wrong; oh she still had the squeak, but it wasn't so constant this time, thank jack. "If they reply or call, your ringer will go off or my hat'll start buzzing." He explained in the same tone of voice as a very tired father to a stubborn child.
He stayed quiet as she tried her mantra and felt her relax against him. It was only then that he unwrapped one arm from behind his head and reached out, running his fingers through the length of her soft hair. It was good she was calming down; this was the most relaxed he had seen her in days. Weeks, even. Since before that whole Hunter murder thing.
"Hmm? Ah." He pondered the question, still toying with her hair. "I was surprised." That wasn't the question, but at the same time it was important to say. "I think you're crazy though. I think you're too soft to lead a bunch of bloodthirsty scarelings." She wanted he truth, she got the truth; thats how it was with him. He had a policy with honesty and a**-kicking; if you ask for it, then he's got to let you have it. "But." The Reaper moved his head, pressing a kiss down against the top of hers. "I think you've got guts, especially to rally the first known group."
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 12:36 am
"Too soft, huh..." She went silent, and for a moment, imagined herself sinking right into a hole in the ground; he was right, of course, as usual. She was too soft. She knew that it was going to end up being either him or them, she still wanted to find a compromise - but it was impossible. There was no way they could have let him go, since he could easily come back with a net gun or a control pendent and take them all away.
"I didn't... Expect them to be bloodthirsty, Mac," Her voice was soft as she tensed up again, "I still don't think that... They are... I..." And he shut her up again, this time with his words and a kiss. She reached for one of his hands, holding it, fingers running up and down every curve and bump on his palm, "Not guts... Just a teeny, tiny bit of hope... But I'm not sure if we achieved anything. We killed a human. We killed a human... We're not even 20 yet..."
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 12:53 am
"What did you expect, then?" It was a rather pointed question, and one he felt needed clarification. He recognized that she was on the fence on the subject, and yet in no scenario could they win. At least not in any he could think up.
"Nah, guts. I don't know what to tell you, Lizzy. We're young, but I don't think our parents went through this much s**t in school. I don't even think my parents knew HUnter's existed until this year, let alone fought them, or watched their friends die." Black eyes watched her play and draw invisible things on his palm, his fingers occasionally flexing as she hit a spot that was more ticklish than the others. "I don't think age means anything right now, compared to experiences."
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 1:08 am
"I... I don't know," She admitted; maybe she really did not think it through. Her plan stopped at 'gather intel'; it did not cover 'what to do with the hunter'. Sure, she had thought of it, but 'murder' was not something that came naturally to her, especially when her friends wasn't being hurt in front of her. She had only ever gotten angry enough to attack when they attacked first.
"Experiences..." She sighed, "And what do you think? Were you for killing the hunter, then?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 1:18 am
"Now you know to think that through the next time you do something like that." Mac informed her, aware that the response had been somewhat of a surprise to everyone involved. Well, except for maybe the more blood thirsty ones. It came down to which side he was on, and he had to take a moment to mull it over.
"I'm on the protect what I love side." He decided with a little nod. "We would have had to face off with that Hunter again in the future, Lizzy. Who can say he wouldn't have killed more of our friends in between?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 3:16 am
"I'm not sure I actually want to do something like that again anytime soon. Or ever," She let go of his hand and rolled on her side, putting one arm across his torso and one under his neck to hug him, burrowing her face into his side, "I'm on the protect what I love side too... And I know, I know... It's sort of a choice between him or us." She mulled over this, and while the whole idea of murder or killing still make her uncomfortable, she knew that they only did what had to be done...
"It's why I thought about it a long time. About whether I should involve you in Seeds. Junko invited Seiji and Xiu invited Vaith - not that they're together, but they seem really close-" She was a true shipper, or maybe her player was; it's really hard to tell at times, "But although Seeds was set up to protect... The whole Courier thing was dangerous, and it felt like we were risking our close friends. I wanted to protect you, to keep the truth from you... Sometimes, I wonder how to omit you from things, but Shun reminded me. He reminded me that doing that would just upset you... Right?"
She nuzzled closer to him as she looked up, taking comfort in the mere fact that he was here and how warm and nice-smelling he was, "It makes me wonder if this was all a mistake. Maybe we were safer without Seeds."
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 10:11 am
Like any good boilfriend would, he reached over...and pinched her arm. Hard.
"If you even think of kicking me out now, we're done." He warned her, astonishingly serious for someone who generally gave no ******** about things. "Did you force them to join? To take part in the events? To group together for one cause? No, you did not. They joined because they believed in what you were trying to achieve. They risked their lives because they wanted to help the cause." Well, he assumed she didn't force them; forcing things didn't seem like a Lizzy thing to do, unless relationships were involved. Mac pinched her again for good measure, his black eyes seeming to darken in near-irritation for what she was saying to him.
"Shun's right, that would upset me -- No. That'd piss me off. You're not my Mother, you don't have to protect me, it's not your decision to make that choice for me." Wow, this was starting to sound ridiculously familiar; their positions only switched, really. The premise was the same; blocking something out for the other's benefit. He supposed he owed Shun one now; not that he liked it. At all.
"I think you're being dumb. I know more about what's going on now than I did before; what was that stupid saying? The more you know? Eh, whatever. Lizzy, Knowledge is power, and we can't very well go up against something effectively without knowing what it is."
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 12:07 pm
"Ow! Owowow!" Mac would receive a 'What was that for?!' look from Lizzy, although that soon faded into a sheepish look as she got her answer. His reaction was expected, and she was right to think that he would be mad at her... Despite that, she felt relieved, like a great weight had been taken off her chest; she told him! She had intended to hide it from him, maybe really kick him out of things if they got out of hand, but...
"I promise I won't ever do that," Her arms still around her boilfriend, she gave him a brief squeeze, feeling rather... Proud at the moment; he wanted to help, and he wasn't discouraging or overprotective despite knowing the dangers of continuing with Seeds, "Don't get upset or angry? And... No more secrets." She didn't feel good lying to Mac anyway, since one lie usually led to another lie, and she was really no good at lying.
"You're the best boilfriend," She muttered, nuzzling his side, disregarding the fact that he was the only boilfriend she ever had and she really had no basis for comparison, "I hope you know that."
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 11:18 pm
"Good." Mac snorted to her promise; as much as it was good to have her word on the subject, he was still a little ticked that it had to come up at all. She'd stuck with him through hard times already, the least he could do was the same and besides...she wasn't the boss of him. From a Seeds point of view anyway, but even then he had friends (at loosely as he used that term, anyway) on the inside to keep him enough in the loop to be a nuisance should she ever pull said stuff on him.
"No more secrets." He agreed easily enough, albeit a little quietly. No more secrets...well, if that was starting now, that'd be fine. From now on, no more secrets was his mental ammendment. "I try." Lizzy snuggling into him made him smile, his arm slipping around her to pull her close in a one-armed hug.
"So does that mean, since there's no secrets, I should tell you that I slept with another ghoul?" Mac couldn't keep a straight face; everything about what he said and the way he said it just screamed I'm kidding, but it didn't stop him from saying it.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 11:46 pm
"... Oh, but you did," She eyed him, looking rather displeased and sad - not that it lasted very long. She was soon giggling as she lifted her head to kiss him on his neck, since that was all she was able to reach at the moment, "But that's fine, you're mine now~ That's all that matters." She had kept Junko's advice to heart! Her Soulmate gives the best relationship advice ever.
"Besides, I kissed another boil," It was hard to tell if she was serious, and she said nothing more on the matter as she pushed herself up to look at Mac face to face, "So, since no more secrets, what's your take on children. And I mean a lot of children. Enough to fill... A boat!" She didn't specify boat size.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2012 8:09 am
"Oh, that? No, you already knew about that. I meant like...recently." The Reaper chuckled, brushing his fingers along her upper arm. "Thick brown hair, has a very fluffy tail. Unfortunately she has baggage though; lots of little ones." At the mention of little ones he mimicked running his index and middle finger along the length of her arm. Oh yes, Nina had a lot of baggage, and brought more every day it seemed.
"But yeah, all yours now~" Another kiss was planted on her hair, another squeeze of his arm to push her against him. Kisses, eh? Dark eyes narrowed to regard her as if trying to figure out if she was being serious or not, and ended up tossing it away with a shrug; if that was the case, it was probably before his time. Or you know, when he was stupid enough to break up with her for dumb reasons. "And you are mine now~" He added anyway, though he was pretty sure he really didn't need to say it.
"Auuughhhh you're still on that?" Mac groaned, shifting both hands to hold onto her waist and lifting her so she was on top of him. There, much better! Well, almost; his hands then curved down her thighs to make sure she was straddling him (for fun, of course). He left his hands in the crevice of her bended knees and pondered the subject.
"If by 'a lot of children, enough to fill a boat' you mean 'a lot of children, enough to fill a two-person canoe', then that's fine I guess?" Boat. Hrm. He should go take her out on his boat one day; he hadn't yet, had he? That'll just have to be corrected one day, he decided; maybe when everyone came back and everything cooled off. "But, and I'll say this over and over and over again...Lizzy, we are too young to have kids." Also, unmarried. And still in school. Those reasons would be his backup ones if she pushed the subject again.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2012 8:58 am
Nina was apparently training Mac to be Lizzy's future husband.
"Awww, but I like little scarelings," She giggled and moved her arm away from his tickling fingers before swiping at them, although he should know by now that she really didn't mind, "They're so... Small. And so cute... And I just want to hug them all." But she can't. She can't hug every scareling, "But I've always wanted scarelings."
"Eeeek-" She blushed, tensing up at the very compromising position they were in; don't ask her how she knew that it was compromising though, "M-Mac! There might be people..." She looked around nervously, her blush deepening in color when she realized where his hands were; she liked it. She honestly did... But they were in a public place and what if a teacher walked past? She might pass out.
"T-two?!" She looked distraught for a moment, but soon went quiet, playing with Mac's hair, gently tugging on a curl and watching it spring back into place, "Only if we get one boil and one ghoul... Then maybe. We're too young now, but I'm not taking about now!" She brushed his hair aside, leaning over to put her forehead against his, "I mean in the future. A little ghoul with your hair and beautiful black eyes~ And we shall name her Charlie."
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