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 Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 9:52 pm
Leave a message at the tone...
"Okay seriously why are you busyyyyyy? Didn't you read the part on the invisible contract that I totally made you not-sign when you were drunk that you can't get busy unless it's with me?" Hesitating the girl on the phone decided that she was already halfway to blatantly obvious should probably should go all the way for it. Maybe if she made Kess laugh hard enough she'd actually pick up next time or call back or something. Friday nights were boring when your squeeze was off doing other things!
"NO REALLY Kess this movie is not going to watch itself. I can put it in and let it run but it's not really a thing when it's just you and a bowl of popcorn okay? That's a lot of damn popcorn and you know all about South Beach. Or is it Atkins? MY a** IS NOT GETTING ANY SMALLER is the point. This is not going to eat itself! And neither is this..." Click. Out of time. Looking at her phone with a good deal of disgust Daphne picked up a handful of popcorn, nibbling on it as she redialed the number and left a single word message all but yelled into her phone with perfect diction.
Ten minutes later, half a bowl of popcorn gone and the movie not even off its title screen, the bluenette sighed. Fingers were wiped meticulously on a handy paper towl, the phone dialed again. "Well anyway I told myself I wasn't going to be the Overly Attached Girlfriend and leave you a third message but hey. You know where I keep the spare key. Wake me up if you wanna, I'm not going anywhere." Nope, no more of this midnight Friday patrolling bullshit. The town was too damn active for a knight who didn't feel like getting her face bashed in on a regular basis and she had to work Saturday afternoon anyway.
Dropping the popcorn on her bed with a thunk Daphne turned off her tv, the light, and flopped down stomach-first in bed with her window open to the summer heat.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 10:27 pm
"Aw," The lanky blonde ran a freckled hand through short hair as she unlocked her phone, mussing the pale strands as her brow furrowed. "s**t." She'd missed several calls, but three in particular stood out.
Kess was beginning to find that being a General of Darkness and Chaos and Corruption could get in the way of your sex life, or at least, make it less readily accessible.
Grinning, she slipped into a jacket, grabbing her helmet from its resting place by the back door even as she listened to the first, second, and... Eyebrows raised. Third message? Someone was jones-ing, bad, and who was Kess to deny her?
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Fingers grasped the window sill, knuckles turning white before the rest of a leather-clad upper body appeared and hoisted itself through the second-story window. While Kess lacked the strength and speed boost of her Powered form, she'd had many years of delinquency to perfect getting in and out of girls' rooms.
Of course, she wasn't the most graceful of creatures, often having much more limb than was necessary, and once her top half made it through the open window, the rest of her tumbled in after, one hand finding a bowl instead of the floor and sending popcorn shrapnel throughout the room.
"Daph!" It was a whisper-hiss as the blonde picked herself up, squinting her eyes in the dark at a familiar, blanket-covered lump. "Clean your ********' room!"
Crossing the remaining distance from window to bed, Kess' knees sank into the mattress and she leaned down to plant a solid kiss on the sleeping beauty. "Time for you to wake up, 'cause date rape's not on my agenda."
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 10:37 pm
Daphne had been sprawled on her back beneath the ceiling fan when a thud, a kiss, and some garbled version of what was probably English hit her sleeping brain enough to get a strange response. "Mmnngh Castor you're out late tonight..." She murmired, smiling beatifically. She gave a good tug at the leather jacket the lanky blonde in her bed was wearing, eyes opening a bit to give her a good look at who it was in her bed. Protip: Don't call people by the wrong name when they are two seconds from hands on your ever-growing a** in the middle of the night because it usually doesn't go over well.
Thankfully Daphne had not only really paid attention to what she'd said she only grinned wider and pulled a bit harder. "Oh it's you, what a nice surprise. I was trying to watch a movie but it just wasn't the same when I actually had to eat the popcorn and pay attention to what the hell was going on. They just don't make movies like they used to, yanno?" It was an entirely bullshit bit of phrasing that was spouted out from a delightfully warm, sleepy bluenette who was more than happy to kiss Kess with healthy affection.
Sitting up several small, fairly dim lights were flicked on to give scant illumination as fingers rubbed at her eyes. "Did you get my messages or did you just decide to check up and make sure I hadn't withered and died without you? It was possible, I had to eat popcorn. Alone. My a** is probably as big as China, it's all your fault if nobody loves me anymore."
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 10:50 pm
"Didn't know they loved you to begin with," Kess slung back with a grin, casually storing any alarm at the mention of an eerily-familiar name in the back of her mind. "I heard a rumor about you being my girlfriend, and decided to come break your heart in person, s'all."
The blonde tossed her jacket onto a nearby chair, content in just a pull-over sweater that was a particularly heinous shade of mustard yellow, and pointed to the television. "******** the movie," A pause as she considered an idea, freckled face brightening. "Let's go out. It's only 2am, and you're becoming an old lady."
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 11:09 pm
How Kess could manage to wear a sweater in July was beyond all of Daphne's remotest comprehension. By the middle of June she was a clear tank-top and shorts kind of girl with almost no variation in that kind of wardrobe. Even in bed she was wearing the bare-minimum to be called shorts and a tank, snorting as she climbed out of bed to look for something to wear. "Oh thank God you came by to break my heart in person. I just knew when I met you that you weren't one of those heartless bastards who'd set their relationship status to 'Single' without telling me. My hero...what the hell?!" Daphne had finally stepped full-on into the spilled popcorn with a buttery crunch that made her swear profusely.
"Did you seriously dump the bowl out? Did you really have to? Breaking my heart, throwing food all over my room, man it's a good thing you're kinda hot." Kicking kernels out of the way to be cleaned up later the teen tugged a basic pair of jean shorts as well as several shirts and a bra out, ditching her pajamas to casually change with only her back to Kess. Full-frontal seemed a little distracting if they were trying to go out and even though she'd slept with the blonde she was never really comfortable showing off her body; the scars didn't help much.
Hopping into her shorts, crushing more popcorn and swearing even more inventively in the process she was finally fully dressed, hands on hips and looking down at Kess sprawled out in her comfy bed. "Just so you know I was hoping for that movie but because I am a really nice person I'm going to go out with you so you can save me from old age and a big butt. I am your hero." Knee-high boots, though warm for the season, were totally necessary for Kess' bike. You just didn't ride that damn thing in sandals, shorts were bad enough.
"Would you like to go back out the window, Peter Pan, or is the front door ok?"
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