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ayto2022-03-06 10:56 pm
omnivoracious) wrote in ayto2022-03-06 10:56 pm
Week 1 Mingle;
❤ Week 1 Mingle
Welcome to a new week, lovebirds! Monday dawns gray and misty, and it's actually not long before a thunderstorm rolls in! You can, of course, kiss dramatically in the yard in the rain and risk getting struck by lightning-- or you can stay inside, cuddle in the conversation pit, USE THE GODDAMN BOOM BOOM ROOM or do anything else until the storm blows over by the evening! Don't worry, the rest of the week will be bright and sunny and beautiful!
There's also a new section of the house, weirdly enough! There's a bright turquoise door located near the bedroom and opening it leads to... a massive indoor pool. The water is a pleasant temperature, there's a hot tub, there's an assortment of flotation devices for those of you who might have trouble swimming (tubes, life vests, boogie boards, pool noodles that can also be used to wage Deadly Combat if you are Sara and Kasque or Jeritza or anyone else ready for Violence). And if you somehow didn't pack a swimsuit because why on earth would your canon let you have one--
Worry not!! There's a rack of swimsuits in every size you lot could need! The catch (or not): they're all sexy. Like. Barely there sexy. Impossibly adhering to you sexy. Shoelaces would maybe cover more sexy. Absolutely great to play Chicken Fight in sexy. You get the idea.
Anything having to do with being able to write is still also Not Present.
Enjoy!!!
Welcome to a new week, lovebirds! Monday dawns gray and misty, and it's actually not long before a thunderstorm rolls in! You can, of course, kiss dramatically in the yard in the rain and risk getting struck by lightning-- or you can stay inside, cuddle in the conversation pit, USE THE GODDAMN BOOM BOOM ROOM or do anything else until the storm blows over by the evening! Don't worry, the rest of the week will be bright and sunny and beautiful!
There's also a new section of the house, weirdly enough! There's a bright turquoise door located near the bedroom and opening it leads to... a massive indoor pool. The water is a pleasant temperature, there's a hot tub, there's an assortment of flotation devices for those of you who might have trouble swimming (tubes, life vests, boogie boards, pool noodles that can also be used to wage Deadly Combat if you are Sara and Kasque or Jeritza or anyone else ready for Violence). And if you somehow didn't pack a swimsuit because why on earth would your canon let you have one--
Worry not!! There's a rack of swimsuits in every size you lot could need! The catch (or not): they're all sexy. Like. Barely there sexy. Impossibly adhering to you sexy. Shoelaces would maybe cover more sexy. Absolutely great to play Chicken Fight in sexy. You get the idea.
Anything having to do with being able to write is still also Not Present.
Enjoy!!!
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[ So that he may work himself up to it, so to speak. It is far easier to make declarations about battle or fighting to the death than to face a kiss head on.
Once she does happen to come closer more than before, Jeritza will wait patiently with the ribbon, though he'll take initiative to bridge the gap between them. Also so that he can kneel down and tie the ribbon, but once he is done, he will stand to full height, looking straight at Milla. ]
Now, I will ask you again:
...Are you prepared to do what must be done?
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( he's looking at her, why does he need to stare— )
they're fighting... a monster...!!! a nod, and: ]
I... I'll kill this bear!
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no
noOOOOOOOOOOOPE! absolutely that sounded better in her head. how she came across is definitely having a tough time settling in.
she maintains eye contact.
her cheeks turn red. ]
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it did not. it is worse.
she looks away. ]
doneeee
No.
[ ................. ]
Yes. Yes. I don't have a choice. [ AHHHHHH ] Do me a favor and just— don't look at me. At all. Ever.
[ nailing it! ]
I just laughed so hard omg
Jeritza can't say that he has anticipated such a display at all. When she accidentally brings their feet closer together, he will just simply raise a brow for a moment. As if there is a question in that gaze to try to discern the point of the action. But soon enough that seems to vanish as he seems to come to a conclusion of some sort. ]
Very well...if you must insist.
[ His lips tug upwards into an almost smile as he turns away from the blond-haired woman as he is prepared to get into position. ]
Your battle cry, however, was rather impressive.
they'll make it i SWEAR
she shifts, as she can feel him moving. they can... get ready for this, she supposes. it's a good distraction. so, how do they... walk. she should probably move closer. maybe put her arm somewhere, but— no.
while those gears are turning and they prepare: ]
I don't want to hear that from you.
[ ... ah, wait. there's a lightbulb. ]
... Unless you do one yourself. We're... connected, so. [ i'm dragging you down with me ] It only makes sense.
[ it doesn't ]
that they will!! 1/3
[ Jeritza pauses (thankfully) as she says for him to do a battle cry himself. Though she may consider it as something like dragging him down with her, that is something much more familiar to him. Even if in a situation like this, it will come off as silly, but...Jeritza doesn't usually particularly care for what others think of him. Other than to prefer it be 'frightening'. That said, this situation he has had to care a miniscule amount. ]
...Hm. I will indulge you.
2/3
[ Wait. He pauses, clears his throat. ]
There will be no mercy!
3/3
It seems we may need to make more...physical contact to steady our balance.
[ So he tells her anyway. Jeritza knows it will still be difficult going even so but he doesn't go ahead doing it because he's waiting for her reaction. ]
ooHH THEIR BRAINCELLS im crying /2
starts a little. he actually did it. he... did it really loud, actually, she's not sure whether to be amazed at his bravery or concerned with his complete lack of shame?????
it's a fine line. jeritza walks it wonderfully, like a bloodthirsty runway model.
when the shock settles, she can't help something like a smile. ]
... It's a good thing you didn't choose the first one. [ ravage????? ] I don't usually ask for it, but in this case... A little mercy would be fine. For me.
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no mercy!! ]
Do we... loop arms, or... [ her hand is awkwardly hovering over his back. ] Why are you so tall?
[ he's doing the supporting here. his 6'4" ass. ]
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[ Hear that folks? Jeritza is going to give a teensy bit of mercy in this challenge. All jokes aside, he will decide that since she moves to lean against her waist...well, there is only one maneuver that is best practical to support her. Especially with how tall he is.
So there he is, wrapping an arm carefully around her waist. ]
This is an option as well. As for why I am so tall, I'm afraid I have no answer. It is simply the way of things.
[ He takes the question so seriously... ]
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it's a good thing jeritza's so painfully jeritza, because it serves well to distract her in a way that internally repeating we are slaying a monster we are slaying a monster does not. ]
You... truly are solemn, aren't you.
[ ah, ]
Okay, Mister Way of Things. I'll keep time so I don't get dragged behind you, since you'll have a longer stride. If we're fortunate, we'll adjust well enough to each other's timings.
[ is this a three-legged race or are they actually stabbing something ]
The inner legs will be one. The other ones will be two. Does that sound good?
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An easy enough task.
[ He is putting faith in Milla's efforts as well, clearly. ]
I believe that sounds like a good strategy. Let us proceed.
[ So, after Jeritza is sure Milla knows he's going to move, he will do so as outlined in the plan they made, and therefore it is likely unless due to shenanigans, that they end up reaching the first cone relatively soon... ]
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and then the first cone comes closer and that blanket of security shatters. how do you pretend you're not coming up to what you hate, when you're closer closer closer, no, when you've already reached it?
ah....... ]
T...wo.
[ that's the last callout from her. much less focused than the rest, as they finally come to a stop.
and yes, that's it. she's just stopping and staring at the cone. ]
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He's not sure what to say here, so what comes out is just: ]
...It is time. Are you prepared?
[ Despite him asking, Jeritza feels woefully unprepared for this. ]
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I— don't have a choice.
[ ugh. her heart's beating faster, but she shuffles a little to turn towards him. they'll have to do this again. this is just the beginning, and she's not sure whether it'll get harder or easier.
she sighs. ]
I've never done this before.
[ she should admit that. ]
If you have, take the lead. [ ... ] If you haven't... close your eyes.
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...Neither have I.
[ It's a similar admission on both of their parts, it seems. Though it is not to say that once upon a time, there were...expectations of him.
If Milla means to bridge the gap, Jeritza doesn't intend on making it difficult for her nonetheless. They have decided to commit to this, after all.
So, first he will lean towards her, and that is when he will close his eyes. ]
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that action really locks them into this, doesn't it. it would be stupid and even more embarrassing to rip off the ribbon and run away while he stands here, eyes closed, wouldn't it.
the reason she had him do this was for her own security. so she didn't have to sit in anxiety and could at least somewhat do this on her own terms. she leans in, too, but— ]
You... can start the next one, to make it fair.
[ —that, quietly, as she reaches up to put a hand on his cheek. this is to anchor her; she feels she'd completely miss if there wasn't some tactile element tying her very, very fragile existence to this.
another beat of hesitation. another tiny breath. this does not calm her.
so she bridges the rest of the gap, and presses her lips to his, light as a feather. ]
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They can and are irrevocably changed since then. ]
I will, then.
[ He feels the touch of those fingers against his cheek, smaller than his own, and well, there are few people in the world that he allows to touch him. Milla may consider herself added to that list.
When those lips press against his, they feel as if they are hardly there, but he records the feeling, the moment in his mind all the same.
Then, when it ends, he pulls back, and presses two fingers to his own lips, looking thoughtful. ]
Despite the circumstances that were made for us to share this kiss, I can't say I minded.
[ Alright! He will prepare to look forward so they can move on. ]
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she also brings two fingers to her lips, lingering on the moment that's passed, fleeting and quick. she's... not certain how she should feel, and the multitude of feelings that struck her before the kiss have only worsened after.
she slips back into their considerably more awkward race position. there is still more, yes. she reminds herself of that, even as her mind remains stuck on this cone specifically, and what jeritza just said— ]
Don't complicate things by adding something like that so casually.
[ it makes breathing even harder.
no comments on her own thoughts, still buzzing in her mind. a mix of... that was nice... was that nice? is that how should that have felt? instead, a quiet: ]
... Let's go.
[ she won't keep count this time. or, rather, she's forgotten to. let's see if they can work just fine without it, as she nudges their bound legs forward. ]