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Post by Violet Lockheart on Mar 26, 2016 0:18:27 GMT -8
Violet ~~~~~ | "Stay still!" Violet would shout from the room adjacent as she heard the ruckus just about three meters away. Peeling around then corner she'd shoot Kyle a dreadful glare eyeing him in his adorable fuzzy apparel she'd seen so fit to place him in, an ultimate reminder not to fuck with Violet Lockheart. "Idiot." Vi would come out from around the corner in her own change of apparel, a beaming orange sunflower gown the stopped just beneath her kneecaps, no shoes to speak of as nimble toes trekked the wood floors. "Here take this, but don't sit up you're probably going to need to sit back for awhile til you're all better." Violet would usher forth from her hand a small plastic mug filled to the brim with iced tea, though the pungent smell was fiercly sweet. Kyle Nellist |
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Post by Kyle Nellist on Mar 26, 2016 0:21:34 GMT -8
He gave a little smile.
"I know."
He didn't argue with the idiot statement- he agreed with it. But....he learned something. In some ways, she didn't have control. In others, she did. The fact that he was still there was proof. He reached up and touched his lip, wincing from the pain.
"Did....did you change me?"
He was averting his eyes, cheeks tinted red.
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Mar 26, 2016 0:35:52 GMT -8
Violet ~~~~~ | Violet would wince at his question. Returning her answer to him she'd take all too much pleasure in wrapping her knuckles against the back of his skull to get the dirty thought out of his head. "Like I said, idiot."She'd grin casually letting herself refuse to blush before sitting adjacent to him in an idle wood chair checking his bandages to see if they needed to be changed. "You really should learn when to tap out, you could have gotten yourself killed." A momentarily look of concern crossing her features before being hidden away behind her long locks. Kyle Nellist |
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Post by Kyle Nellist on Mar 26, 2016 0:41:43 GMT -8
He twitched at her administerings, but her look of worry wasn't lost on him. He would give a little shoulder shrug.
"I don't know...you were already kicking my ass, I didn't want you to think I was entirely unmanly."
He gave a little chuckle then groaned, the instant pain from his ribs stabbing up his spine. If she moved away, his hand would come out to catch hers, his eyes coming to hers quickly to capture them in a particularly manly and poetic way, despite him not meaning to.
"Thank you, though. For stopping and....fixing me."
He'd let her hand go after before pushing back gently to sink into the couch. He'd continue as though nothing had happened, looking around a bit.
"I-is this your place?"
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Mar 26, 2016 0:59:25 GMT -8
Violet ~~~~~ | Violet would scoff at his attempt to be manly, it didn't matter to her one way or another how strong he came off as though she supposed she could understand that it was very much a dude sort of thing to do. She'd shake her head being quick about her little niches and notes about the care of his body at this point recoiling long enough to keep away only to be swept up in more physical contact. She'd gasp quietly to herself trying to pry herself away from his grip although wouldn't put too much of an effort at it to make herself apparent hearing him out foolishly enough and coming to a blush. With her hand safely retreated away from him and placated in her lap Vi would speak up, although now there was something different to her. Unlike most people who were very comfortable in their own homes her voice seemed to be softer. "No actually, its my mother's place. I come to stay whenever I can, I can't get enough of the beach." She'd cast her gaze off silently past him looking past the glass window and over the turbid seas. Kyle Nellist |
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Post by Kyle Nellist on Mar 29, 2016 5:12:31 GMT -8
He ignored the blush, looking around with a light sigh.
"It is very beautiful here."
He meant that. Even with his parents wealth, they didn't have many places that compared in sheer peace to it. He was both pleased and distraught that he had made her violate this space for him. He felt like he got to share something with her, which was obviously cool in brownie points, but also like he'd...violated some personal space. Not to mention to pink clothes. He supposed he couldn't be mad at her for seeing him nearly nude in that case.
"Your mom....is she home often?"
He had no idea what he home life was like....but this was a firm glimpse into it. It would be an interesting voyage, assuming she let him take it with her.
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Mar 30, 2016 21:17:40 GMT -8
Violet ~~~~~ | She would shrug, eyes quickly darting about the sparce place. While its location was certainly prime, the house was no bigger than a three bedroom single living room sort of building so the places to hide were next to none. "No...?" With a confused sort of expression on her face still holding that rouge color in her cheeks before stammering to get upright and out of his reach. "Hang here for a sec." Violet would mutter out again retreating to the kitchen as a cold blast of air hit her face reminding her to keep cool. She'd return no more than a second later with a large pitcher of what looked to be the container of iced tea from which she'd been supplying him. "Drink more... you'll thank me later for it." As much as she didn't want him getting wise with her it was a little bit unavoidable she'd just keep him as occupied as possible. Kyle Nellist |
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Post by Kyle Nellist on Mar 31, 2016 4:28:03 GMT -8
He took the glass gladly, understanding he had flustered her. He'd take a drink or two, giving her a moment to collect herself while he tried to figure out how best to dig into her life and find out everything there was to know about her, all her dirty little secrets BWAHAHA follow up his question.
"Do you not get along with her or...?"
It was hard to ask these questions with a serious face when he sat there in too-small-for-him pink clothes, but he'd push through. He took another sip but would quickly give another statement.
"S-sorry, if I seem like I'm prying too much you can shut me down. I don't mind."
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Apr 1, 2016 11:18:05 GMT -8
Violet ~~~~~ | Violet would move to remain seated at the chair beside him, her eyes carefully tracing along the floor both eerily content with the silence of the room and yet clearly distressed with the fact that there was a lingering sense of awkwardness between them since this afternoon. Violet contemplated apologizing but he did ask for a fight after all. The balance between anguish and distress danced in her head. When Kyle finally broke the silence she'd look up with exclamation. "I..." Violet would again match eyes with him but only for a second before looking away quickly to escape the sense of judgment she felt. "I don't see her much... my parent's aren't exactly here all too often... I think it's because of me that they spend this time apart.." They were divorced, different households, and even in their comfort settings they seemed more preoccupied with distancing themselves further from Violet. It was her own fault, this disease that split them from one another. For once in a very long time Vi would appear incredibly vulnerable. Kyle Nellist |
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