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Post by seishounohana on May 15, 2008 20:20:17 GMT -8
"Zat makes two of us."Emily was, in truth, expecting more of the lines of... 'I'm Sorry', or things of the like connecting towards Rejection. But... that line... kinda of made her blush. Though, now he probably wouldn't see, as she had been brought up to sit, leaning against him.... with his arms wrapped around her stomach. DON'T FAINT! DON'T FAINT! "Please bear vith me. I'm still not quite ready, nor vould ze circumstances be beneficial... to eizer of us. But... if zis much is alright vith you, I'd like to stay like zis for a while."
'I'd like to stay like zis for a while.'
'I'd like to stay like zis for a while.'The words rung in her head for a little bit, her heart racing still... but... she had... a better grasp of it right now. Emily was the kind of person who ends up panicking over new emotions... but... somehow, telling what she felt gave her some... piece of mind. Made her quite calmer about this. She leaned her head against his shoulder -- and just now, noticed that he was shivering. Was... he still trying to cool her down? Would it be dangerous for him to continue getting cold like that? But... the cold was just... so darn comfortable right now. She felt herself calm down... and her Qi stopped surging. She had a mastery over her Qi, after all... it didn't do much to affect her besides the usual overheating and the overcooling... but she ended up fine anyways, regardless... "I... I'm fine now, don't cool yourself down too much." she told him, being able to drop temperatures herself... she knew the cold. But, usually the temperatures she could make weren't much of any use to her in battle. Most it could do is support those who needed cold air for their Qi. It's all about support now, is it? That was her role right now... and... until then, it's how it should be. She closed her eyes and smiled -- content with the way things are between her and Unfettered. Well, she didn't expect him to react in this manner... after her confessing like that and her Qi freaking out... but... yeah... Emily was happy right now. She felt safe in his arms.
OK, my/her thoughts are a jumble.  Buuuuuut hopefully something still understood.
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Post by "Unfettered" on May 16, 2008 20:22:33 GMT -8
Homeostasis She ended up leaning her head against his shoulder. And quite honestly, this is when he knew that this was probably the closest he'd ever gotten to any girl. Part of him made 'tch'd' himself for forcing this to be platonic. After all, it wasn't uncommon for a... 'gang leader' to have a thing for girls, as with any other normal guy. But as conducted by his pride and circumstances, he held himself to work at a more... 'professional' level. The fact that he had to call his organization a 'gang' was degrading to himself as it was, instead of calling it an 'organization', but for the fact that this was still High School, he'd have to find a way to assemble people... considering that not enough people took to his goals as seriously as he'd like. It was a given... this was just eight years, but... he couldn't be contented with himself like that, having accomplished nothing, having only watched things proceeding in the background.
Hehehe... dammit. Leaning his head on top of hers slightly, he breathed a little bit. She smelled nice."I... I'm fine now, don't cool yourself down too much.""...Vy do you zink I'm holding you zo close right now?" He grinned, eye closed. He was almost tempted to pull her directly onto him (even more so then she was now... but still from the back), but that would've been a case of... Dammit... 'snuggling'. And if he was to keep true to himself of keeping this platonic... well, he had to content himself with her natural body warmth. Wasn't using the highest level of 'Der Stahl von Schnee', anyways, so... it should be fine for a couple more minutes."A-Anyvays..." trying to bring back some composure, despite the already compromising position they both were in, "We'll need to vork on assembling the gang togezzer soon. I'm intending on going through with it within the next few weeks, least of all a month, but the goal is to be subtle for now, vile we're gathering our strength. If you're up to it, I'd like you to vork on propaganda completely disassociated from uz.---Your hair smellz very nize, you know..." unable to keep his train of thought, as he had subconsciously let his head slide more onto hers, 'til his nose was pretty much touching a bit of her ear. But he consciously stopped himself.
He was actually irritating himself. He grinned in spite of himself, looking away, leaning against the desk instead, looking at the ceiling. Wondering what the hell was taking Chocorem so long---
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Post by seishounohana on May 17, 2008 1:27:00 GMT -8
"...Vy do you zink I'm holding you zo close right now?"
Emily blinked and thought about it. Well, blah...
"Warmth?" She concluded, after all... who wouldn't considering the temperatures "Unfettered" was currently in. It relieved Emily though, that he was feeling a bit warmer by the minute. Guess he'll be back to normal soon enough.
"A-Anyvays... We'll need to vork on assembling the gang togezzer soon. I'm intending on going through with it within the next few weeks, least of all a month, but the goal is to be subtle for now, vile we're gathering our strength. If you're up to it, I'd like you to vork on propaganda completely disassociated from uz.---Your hair smellz very nize, you know..."
The pink tinge on her cheeks burned into a violent red. Aye, he actually took a whiff at her hair?
X///X
Don't faint. KPLXKAYBAI.
"Th-thanks... um..." she took a breath for a moment, controlling her fluster again. Though she had better control over that now compared to before she fainted, it was... er... still quite... flustering enough to get her heart beating faster. Hopefully not enough to be called Tachycardia just yet.
But---
Then again, he spoke of business. Feelings had to be set aside from this moment on. No one else but Rem, Jon, and Herself had to know about this -- no one else. It was best to just leave it be and try to just be friends... and comrades. To try and aim for his affections right now would be ... put bluntly: stupid.
"Ah... propaganda?" she queried, "What kind?"
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Post by Rem on May 17, 2008 10:24:58 GMT -8
"What the hell is goin' on here? How dare you try to deflower my baby sister, in a filthy classroom no less!? Couldn't you at least treat her to dinner and a movie first!?"
Rem sauntered into the room with his hands dug into his hoodie's pockets, and an extremely wide grin on his face. He glanced at his sister and Unfettered, giving them a semi-lecherous look.
"Psyche~ What a superb test. You passed, leader."
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Post by "Unfettered" on May 17, 2008 10:57:44 GMT -8
Huh? What... This? Me? Her? No! "What the hell is goin' on here? How dare you try to deflower my baby sister, in a filthy classroom no less!? Couldn't you at least treat her to dinner and a movie first!?"HOLY...!
His hands must've been a pair of angels, because they flew right off.
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>_>
..Terrible pun aside, yes, "Unfettered's" hand moved off of Emily's stomach, instinctively clasping on top of his own head. All concentration on his Qi disappearing, ice about his body slowly cracking.. Eye wide in confusion, and face now showing what undoubtedly what could only be described as fluster---"Psyche~ What a superb test. You passed, leader."...
Throwing his head forward, covering up his face, "Unfettered" grinned back. A bit pissed? Yeah. But that was... definetely the best/worst twisted scrutiny he'd ever been put under. Showed for the mettle of his new compatriot. All the same, while still reluctant to move with Em still on him,"You, my good Chocorem, are an azz."The laughter came a few seconds after. |
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Post by seishounohana on May 17, 2008 15:09:41 GMT -8
"What the hell is goin' on here? How dare you try to deflower my baby sister, in a filthy classroom no less!? Couldn't you at least treat her to dinner and a movie first!?"
She basically froze in her seat, darn... and it was getting pretty comfy too. Darn you, Rem.
The girl would inch away from Unfettered, sitting on the other side of the couch, blushing madly -- but thankfully less flustered than "Unfettered" himself, already been put under a tremendous amount of fluster herself just a few minutes earlier. "Psyche~ What a superb test. You passed, leader."
=___=+
*twitch*
Emily's arms crossed over her chest for cover.
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"You, my good Chocorem, are an azz."
"Rem... Aoyama..." She fumed, refusing to call him Chocorem "... My clothes?" Basically reminding her brother that she was barely clothed, she feigned a face of outmost seriousness -- though it kinda softened when "Unfettered" had laughed.
She glanced at him, watching him for a few seconds... then looked away, blushing.
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Post by Rem on May 17, 2008 16:03:37 GMT -8
"You, my good Chocorem, are an azz."
Rem couldn't stop laughing. Sure, he was being totally childish, but to take this as a weakness would be a fatally foolish error. His smirk widened as he gave Unfettered a lackluster salute.
"That I am, that I am. But I'm an 'azz' who knows you really care about my sister. That'll have to suffice for now."
"Rem...Aoyama... My clothes?"
He gestured to the ground where he had left her.
"Still there. You'd have found them if you'd only looked."
He narrowed his eyes and gave her a cat-like grin.
"...Unless you wanted to remain in your undies around our great leader here."
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Post by seishounohana on May 18, 2008 9:02:16 GMT -8
"Still there. You'd have found them if you'd only looked."
Emily blinked.
Once.
Twice.
>__>
<__<
Her eyes looked on the floor and searched...
... and searched...
AHA! Right there, under that desk. Well, how was she supposed to know?
Her face flushed red -- not so sure as to what to feel right now: Happiness for finding her clothes or the embarrassment of not being able to find it herself.
"...Unless you wanted to remain in your undies around our great leader here."
Emily sighed. What could she say to make her brother stop? She looked at "Unfettered" and shook her head. "See what I had to put up with for 7 years?" she teased, "Always like this, always."
The smiled.
Well, despite Rem's rather... unorthodox methods... she knew that he did quite care for her as his little sister. She just wish that he'd grow up.
But no pressure.
Standing up with nary a care of her being quite undressed still -- after all, the two already saw her like this... what's the use of hiding it any further?
She picked up her clothes and went to the farthest corner of the classroom-- quite away from the two as she pulled her skirt back on first and doing the buttons before slipping on her shirt.
Did it matter if the two watched? Well, didn't matter right now.
For her, anyways.
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Post by "Unfettered" on May 18, 2008 17:04:25 GMT -8
Request "That I am, that I am. But I'm an 'azz' who knows you really care about my sister. That'll have to suffice for now."He continued laughing with the boy. Well, so long as he kept a code of honor around Em, it looked like 'Chocorem's' loyalty was assured."Rem...Aoyama... My clothes?""Still there. You'd have found them if you'd only looked.">_>;
..Speaking of which, he had to pick up his own gear---"...Unless you wanted to remain in your undies around our great leader here."<_<;
No comment."See what I had to put up with for 7 years?""..Ja... apparently... I have a feeling zat zis vill vork out, zo." he said, pocketing his hands. "Always like this, always." Raising a brow, he smiled, chuckling a bit quietly, but silently looking her up and down. And then looking at the older brother. Slightly serious, but sort of a... '...No denying she's a cute one, is there?' glance."...Zeriously zo... Em." keeping his head facing towards her brother. "You're going to be in charge of collecting information. Chocorem..." slowly walking towards the boy. And then grinning in an odd way."Punch me."
"As hard as you can."
"Anywhere."As a testament for all men, and getting a measure of the boy's strength, he'd trust his comrade would understand. |
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Post by Rem on May 18, 2008 17:25:27 GMT -8
"Chocorem... Punch me. As hard as you can. Anywhere."
And understand he did. Rem arched an eyebrow as he dropped down into his fighting stance.
"Seriously? Fine then."
This was obviously to test his metal. Should he use Qi or not? Probably not. His strongest physical strike. Here goes nothing... Rem leaned back, inhaling slowly as he drew all of his energy into his right fist. His arm muscles would be bulging, pulling his skin taut to reveal veins of exertion. Then, in one fluid motion, he exhaled sharply, sending his fist flying toward Unfettered's midsection. Desks and loose pieces of paper separated with the force of the attack, and the most of the glass in the vicinity rattled violently.
"YAH!!!!"
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Post by seishounohana on May 18, 2008 17:38:02 GMT -8
Finishing with dressing herself up decently, she went back to the couch to put her socks and boots back on.
Walking around barefoot wasn't really a good idea now was it?
She looked up to see the two testing each other out and Emily merely sighed, now placing her other boot back on.
She was in charge of getting information. What sort of information would be needed, by the way?
Well... if she was to be in charge of information, she'd have to put out any symbol that could connect her to Militia. After all, no one would willingly give information away if they found out Emily is more or less leaking all the info to "Unfettered".
Either that, or put it somewhere concealed by either her hair or her clothes.
As soon as she finished she picked up her red cap from the floor and dusted it off before putting it back on. Alas, the warm protection of clothing.
It was only then she noticed that Rem's punch kinda shook the entire room. God, what a show off...
"Not bad."
... so said the one who got majorly beaten up by Rem.
Then again, Emily had no plans of staying like that forever.
She too had ambitions of power and control.
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Post by "Unfettered" on May 19, 2008 19:04:40 GMT -8
"Seriously? Fine then."
...The air in the room changed.
Good. Just that old, familiar feeling again. Letting his body relax, his arms limp at his sides, his eye watching with pure fascination. Lips tight with all seriousness, as he saw an incredibly explosive wind-up---
"YAH!!!!"
*PUACK*
*PUACK*
*PUACK*
*PUACK*
*PUACK*
The echo of the strike resounded deep into "Unfettered's" body.
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"Not bad."
"Unfettered" was wide-eyed. The force of the aura of the physical strength alone was still billowing throughout the room, as he couldn't tell what was shaking more. His body, or the room. But just a moment after the punch, as his body landed, he stood himself erect. As if nothing was wrong... Until his hands clasped over onto the boy's arms, still embedded into his stomach, and pulled the fist into his stomach more, as the German got closer, into a whisper's distance.
"...(949) 735-7107. I vill need you later, by ze time of next month."
"Don't tell your sister."[/size] Pulling away, he grinned, his sudden limp becoming apparent. A trickle of blood going down the right side of his lip (which in truth, he was trying to swallow a whole mouth-load that was threatening to vomit out of his mouth), as he quickly attempted to correct this. But... it was a good feeling. Nodding at Emily, he grinned.
"You heard my cell number, ja?" glad to see her dressed again. ...Though he sorta wanted to---"Vell... iz zat all zat needed to be tended to?" Turning around to face Chocorem. Pocketing his hands casually.
...As his fingers shook slightly from the aftermath.
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Post by seishounohana on May 19, 2008 21:07:28 GMT -8
One might wonder, why Emily took Rem's rather powerful blow pretty much in slide.
It was an act of self-assurance. Emily, though now a person with a very cheerful disposition, had certain confidence issues.
She was happy though, for her brother... whom was able to attain that much strength. Maybe one day, she'll end up like that. For now, there was no point in being jealous or feeling bad for herself -- Emily knew better.
If she wanted to be strong, she will be. It would just take some time.
She wasn't able to see the reaction of Unfettered though, as had still was still busy with the last buckle of her boots, in noticing that she had made several buckles rather too loosely.
Emily though, could've sworn she could smell the very faint, and almost unnoticeable stench of blood trickling from somewhere close.
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Pain.
She stared at her left arm--- touching it a bit, flinching as she felt the light swelling. Emily had kind of dislocated a lot of stuff with that guy around a month ago, and her arm -- though now back to normal, was slightly swollen.
... and her right hand went to the most recent addition to her list of injuries-- the slash right below her left breast. It still stung a bit, though.
"...(949) 735-7107. I vill need you later, by ze time of next month." then he nodded at her, "You heard my cell number, ja?"
Nodding back, she quickly took out a cellphone from her pocket and quickly saved it in.
>__>
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"Vell... iz zat all zat needed to be tended to?"
"I suppose so." She smiled, standing up.
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Buuuuuut hopefully something still understood.
