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Post by Zirin on Jul 8, 2012 0:56:33 GMT -4
When Linda had given him a strong no in response to his offer, Firogel had simply assumed he would have to seek her out and drag her back to his room some other time. Faranth knew he was much too tired to deal with the trouble of doing it that night. So it was that the candidate had returned to his room alone, stripped down to nothing, and had hopped into bed for the night. While normally the young teen tried to keep something on, a night like tonight just begged for the glorious coolness of being in nothing but his birthday suit. It didn't matter either, as he wasn't expecting anyone to come by any time soon.
With the sheet pulled up to his waist and Caesar, one of his recently acquired kittens curled up by his neck, Firogel had promptly dozed off. The other, larger kitten was not as prone to cuddling and had taken up refuge on the end of the bed. He couldn't have been asleep for more than a couple of hours, as the sun still showed no signs of rising just yet, when something, perhaps an intruder, caused both kittens to perk up, their eyes searchign for the intruder before both bolted to hide; one under the bed, and the other in a dark corner of the room. Firogel grumbled a bit, but merely shifted in his sleep, completely unaware of what was about to go down.
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Post by jovia on Jul 8, 2012 17:53:23 GMT -4
It was only a few candlemarks after midnight, Linda didn't get much sleep yet again that night. But she was used to running on little amounts of sleep as long as she kept up her energy with snacking during the day. Softly she nibbled on some dried meat of hers as she walked towards Firo's room, well what she thought was his after finding out. She did say she would show up the next day but frankly not when, no time like the present to start anyways he could always go back to sleep the lazy git. Slowly she moved quietly into his room as she let her eyes get used to the darkness... Only to see something moving near the bed.... There was a familiar smell too and Linda just took a deep breathe as she tried to keep her hand away from the blades.
Why... Why did it have to be felines!!! Seriously what good were the bloody things as pets and he just had to get them to piss her off didn't he!!! Probably did that lousy son of a.... Linda just scowled a bit as she took off a shoe as she saw he was still in bed. And then just chucked it as hard as she possibly could towards his head hoping for it to connect somewhere on him. "By the first shell get up, we got work to do!!"
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Post by Zirin on Jul 8, 2012 18:13:17 GMT -4
He had been having the most wonderful dream; of what, he couldn't say, as he wasn't one to generally remember his own dreams, but it was positively wonderful until a rather hard object decided to boot him in the head. Jumping up with a a light yelp of surprise, he looked around in confusion, rubbing the side of his head as his eyes tried to adjust. The sound of a voice was all the indication he needed to know what ungodly creature had roused him.
"Linda...? Woman, do you have an idea what time it is?" Reaching over, he fumbled for the glowbasket near his bed and, once there was a dim light in the room, rubbed his eyes sleepily. Of course, still half asleep he couldn't quite remember why Linda would be in his room, so he merely shifted and put his head back down on the pillow, very clearly trying to get comfortable again. "If by work you mean snuggling then I'll be happy to comply." He paused, his eyes slipping closed as Caesar, feeling bolder again, hopped back up beside him. In Firo's mind, he was merely having a strange dream; there was no other explanation about why Linda would come to visit him in the dark while he was in bed and very naked. "Mm... come here and sleep..." He patted the bed halfheartedly.
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Post by jovia on Jul 10, 2012 2:18:41 GMT -4
Linda merely huffed as she glared at Firo, he didn't seem to realize just what was going on. She told him she would be here and yet he was sleeping and wasting the day!! Sure it was still dark out but that just meant it was easier to do stuff!!! And he even mentioned snuggling him, oh that just made her scowl as she stalked over. When she saw Caesar though she flinched and just gave a soft growl deep within her throat as she tried to skirt around him. Why did he have to get a feline?!?! Probably just to piss her off and try to make her run, but that won't work!!! She tried to posture herself in an aggressive alpha as she tried to stand up taller and make herself more threatening before she tried to grab her boot.
But instead of putting on her boot on however she just raised it up in the air and started to aim. Linda wouldn't throw it at Firo again, oh no, she would try and start smacking it with him not really realizing just how close she was to Firo's range of his arms or really thinking about what he had said earlier. She would wake him up and that was final. She just wanted to get the dress, pay him for it, and go that was all of course.
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Post by Zirin on Jul 10, 2012 17:13:20 GMT -4
If she thought she would intimidate Caesar, of all felines, than she was sorely mistaken. The young male feared only his sister, and even then only sometimes. He mewled up at her as she approached, skirting around as he tried to get a good look at her. From elsewhere in the room, however, the alpha stance did have an affect. Cleo didn't like being dominated by anyone, and though she wouldn't approach, she did give an unhappy hiss from her corner. Firo was blissfully unaware of the turmoil his new pets were causing. He had grown up with cats, due to his father's love of them, and home didn't quite feel like home without a feline around. At the sound of the hiss, Firo blinked his eyes open again before reaching out to tug sleepily on Linda's arm, trying to pull her down as if she was his living teddy bear. "Sleep girl... dress when the-" His speech was cut off by a yawn, "-the sun rises." With enough prodding he would finally get up, but he wasn't used to being up so early normally, and he hadn't been asleep for long when she tried to wake him, so it only stood to reason that he was having troubles getting up. As it was, it was only because he was so sleepy that he was 'inviting' Linda into his bed at all. Had he been in his right mind, he likely would have just delt with the dress and gotten rid of her.
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Post by jovia on Jul 12, 2012 1:12:42 GMT -4
Linda glanced to where she heard the hissing and just glared towards it before looking back at Caesar who mewled at him.... Slowly though Linda forced herself to relax and try to ignore them, they were obviously pets.... she couldn't kill them so she just looked back towards Firo with a very very unhappy look on her face. However as she waited to see if he would get him, he reached out and tugged on her arm which made her get almost off balance as she tried to keep back away from him "Shards and Shells!! Wake up you wherrie!!!"
"I don't care what kind of dreams you got, leave me outta them!!!" She just tried to smack, punch, kick, whatever she could now that she was pulled into his embrace and on the bed as she just tried to wake him up and.... what would she do then... this was a bit nice after all and her eyes did start to feel heavy... but she just vehemently shook her head as she scowled. No with her luck he would get up and see it and torment her forever for this kind of thing. No maybe she just had to stop spending so much time around him and try to spend time around someone else. Maybe one of the topaz riders at least so she could help with healing while they rush around... would be better then getting insulted by Firo..
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Post by Zirin on Jul 12, 2012 18:09:13 GMT -4
If there was one thing that the flailing had accomplished, it was pulling the sheet - the only shield between his 'naked glory' and her eyes - right off og him. He shivered for a moment and was in the process of trying to cuddle against her when a foot connected with his kneecap and sent a jolt of pain through him. Letting out a string of curses, he sat up, vaguelly noting his state of dress and Linda's proximity before he glared down at her.
"For Faranth's sake I'm up, stupid woman." He growled, clearly not pleased about the hour. He set about grumbling about interrupting girls and not letting him get his much needed rest. He mulled over his thoughts for a minute before finally adding in, "And don't flatter yourself, I have better things to dream about than you."
He stretched and lay back on the bed, clearly unphased about being naked next to a girl. Hell, it was almost like he was flaunting it, though truth be told Firo just wanted to curl up under the sheets and drift off to sleep again. It wasn't going to happen though, not until he got rid of this annoyance.
"Well girl, I assume you're not here because you desperately missed me or something. So why did you come crawling into my bed?"
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Post by jovia on Jul 22, 2012 22:12:20 GMT -4
Linda instantly turned bright bright red as the sheets came off and she saw... well him in his newborn suit. Quickly she looked away still bright red but thankfully her flailing did the trick to get him up. "Hardly, your the one who spoke out my name is all." She snapped back and then rolled her eyes as she hoped she could get out of that bed and his arms soon. Finally she rolled out of bed and just stood up, dusting herself off with the worst scowl she has had yet with her back turned to him.
"Your the one who grabbed me and pulled me into the bed and wouldn't let go!! Why do you think I would even WANT to crawl into your bed. Why do you think I was flailing and causing you pain?"[/color Linda just spat out as she tried to fix her clothes to not be too messy and shifted around. Finally however she looked as good as she could get within those short few moments before she placed her hands on her hips and looked at the ceiling.
"I came here because of the dress remember? For fitting I guess or whatever it is we need to do before I take it with me or something. I told you I would show up in the morning and its morning."
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Post by Zirin on Jul 23, 2012 18:45:34 GMT -4
"And when have I ever been able to pin you for long? We both know you could get out of my grasp if you really wanted to. Or is it that you didn't want to get out?" He smirked and stretched out as she rolled away from him, still completely unphased by his state. Besides, maybe if he was lucky it would bother her and he'd find some way to make himself the winner of... whatever competition they ended up in."Why would you want to crawl into my bed? That's a simple one, idiot. It is still night and dark and my bed is both warm and incredibly comfortable, as you no doubt discovered. Why wouldn't you want in it?" For once, he was being completely honest and not trying to make an uncomfortable joke about it. He liked his bed, that was that. "Aah the dress. And how am I supposed to check if it fits right if I can barely see, idiot." Well, the glows gave off enough to see a little bit, though his eyes wouldn't be of much use in checking the dress. "I suppose if you're that impatient about getting into my work then I'll have to rely on my hands." Well, that certainly wasn't something to complain about. Running his hands all over her checking the seams and pulls would no doubt make her uncomfortable. "It's hanging up in the corner over there. Oh, and you may as well grab me a pair of pants, unless you enjoy my current clothing. There should be a pair right next to the dress. Hurry up then, get it on so I can go back to sleep."
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Post by jovia on Jul 23, 2012 20:55:14 GMT -4
Linda just scowled a bit "Yeah of course you could never pin me for long unless I wanted it.. and of course I don't want it" She snapped back, not looking at him as she just waited for him to get dressed.... though it wasn't happening. She wasn't about to let him win if she could help it though but she didn't think it was a competition... right now... "I wouldn't even if it was the most comfortable place on pern... I don't might the sand either." It was true, she was used to the hard and gold ground or in the tree to sleep. A bed, maybe thats why she had such a hard time sleeping in a Weyr... well not really that wasn't the reason but she did feel uncomfortable in one at least used to.
Once he pointed out the dress though she went to go see it before she spoke up again. "Well I just want to get it done and over with, maybe you should have said once the sun was up so I wouldn't have come so early." But she just looked down at the dress and frowned a bit. She couldn't tell what it was supposed to look like or how it would look like on her though... Was he really that good at making a dress or not? She just frowned, maybe she would have to try wearing it a bit later on not in public just incase he made it fall apart after wearing it for a bit.
Oh yeah she was supposed to get him pants, she picked them up and tossed them back at him as she tried not to look at him. Only staring at the dress with a confused look on her face.
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Post by Zirin on Jul 26, 2012 22:58:50 GMT -4
"Suit yourself. More comfortable bed for me." He shrugged, not particularly caring. He would gladly take a bed over the ground any day, but given the circumstances he could sleep on just about anything. "Sand gets all stuck to you though, not comfortable at all." He stretched again, arching his body into it this time to get the full feeling of the stretch. "You lack common sense, idiot. If one is going to try on a dress to make sure it looks and fits right, it would only be logical to do it when the sun is up." He wasn't paying very close attention to her as she made her way over to the dress, only giving enough attention to snatch the pants out of the air when she tossed it his way. Hopping out of bed, he slipped into the pants and was about to lie down again when he realized she hadn't done aything other than stare at it. "It's not going to put itself on, idiot." He commented dryly, opening the lid to the glowbasket as wide as he could before shuffling about in his drawers. It didn't take him long to find the pouch that held the basic sewing supplies he would need for this. Positive he had everything he needed, he moved to look over her shoulder. "Please tell me you know how to try on clothes... ugh, strip down and I'll help you. I wont have you destroying my hard work with your incompetence." Despite the words, his voice didn't hold any hint of taunting or joking. In fact, there was a rather business like tone to it.
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Post by jovia on Aug 15, 2012 23:46:10 GMT -4
Linda merely shrugged when he commented that more bed for him, she couldn't care less she was wanting this to be over and done with... Yes she had a sneaky reason for wanting this done so early in the morning, hoping that she wouldn't have to deal with as much crap from Firo as normal with him being kind of tied. She didn't even bother to retort back about sand getting stuck to the body. That was only a problem when you couldn't wash it off after all, which wasn't that often anyways.
"Well why put off what you can do right now." is all Linda responded with of the fact that it was what he figured logical to do the dress fitting stuff later. It was dark enough that maybe he couldn't really see her either so she wouldn't have to harm him and hope his memory goes with it when seeing her in it otherwise.
She just snorted though when he mentioned that it isn't going to put it on itself. Of course it wasn't but.... how did she put on such a contraption? Linda just frowned a little bit, and only started moving when he hoped she knew how to try on clothes "Of course I know how idiot, I was just looking at the dress." With that she stripped down to the bare essentials, not giving him any time to do it himself before she placed her hands on her hips. Hopefully the lighting wasn't too good to see all the scars all over her body, especially the bad one that was on her shoulder the same type as the one on her face. Quickly she picked up the dress and started to put it on.... only to get lost in it and kind of tangled up. So she just stood there as she kept silent trying to figure out how to do this without his help.
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Post by Zirin on Aug 16, 2012 0:06:14 GMT -4
"If I didn't know better I'd say you were scared about being seen in the dress sheesh. Have a little faith in my sewing abilities idiot, I know how to make you look good." He snorted, not at all happy that she was missing his reasoning. She wasn't that stupid right? She had enough intelligence to know he was right and she was wrong.. he hoped, Maybe he had been giving her too much credit. In fact, as he watched her vague form fail miserably at putting on the dress, he decided he really had given her too much credit, and he laughed. Seriously, what kind of girl couldn't put on a simple dress, it wasn't even THAT elaborate! Well, at least she was cu--- no. Just no. He shook his head.
"Oh yeah, it really looks like you know what you're doing." Of course his condescending tone had returned, but it was too early to deal with this! She could have at least gone ahead and learned how to do this before waking him up at such a rediculous hour. Rolling his eyes, he moved to stand behind her. "Don't move and don't even think of hitting me idiot." He growled before leaning down to make the dress easy to step into. "Stand in the dress." He didn't even bother looking up at her, knowing full well that she'd probably hit him if she thought he was looking at her backside or something stupid like that. Once she was standing where he told her, Firo carefully lifted the dress along her legs and over her hips before holding out the neckline and resting his chin on Linda' shoulder.
"Arms in the holes," He spoke softly, well aware that the almost non-existant distance between them was almost like they were cuddling. He was helping, that was all. nothing more! "Then I'll button you up and start the tests." Without meaning to, his free hand moved to rest on her hip.
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Post by jovia on Aug 16, 2012 0:27:01 GMT -4
"I am not scared of a Dress, I was just looking at it and wondering how it works is all. I don't do dresses remember." But frankly she was pissed off now that she was stuck in the dress and unable to put it on. She was used to just throwing shirts over her head and pulling down and that was that. But this Dress apparently couldn't be done that way. But no she heard his condescending tone and she just started to growl softly in response. "Hey this is my first time putting on a dress alright, I've never dealt with any before now...." Her voice was almost a whine but she stayed still as he started to help, a scowl on her face at having to need his help for something like this.
Linda did as she was told though, and stood inside the dress while it was on the ground. Carefully and like a hawk she watched him as he helped put on the dress, she didn't want to have to have his help putting it on every single time... But if this was how it was put on then what she did was waaaay off the mark. However once his chin rested on her shoulder she went rigged and still as she tensed up a bit. However this time it wasn't a normal tense up... he was just too close and her mind was doing odd things. Was it because she was wearing a dress or something girly like that?
Linda did as he said though and put her arms through the holes, also well aware of the non existant distance between them. Her face turning a little bit red, which turned even redder as his free hand moved to her hip. What was going on? Was she just well... the thoughts in her mind and stuff maybe it was just because she needed something yes... it wasn't as if it was just because of him of course... "... okay." Her voice was soft though as her body trembled a little bit, should she even dare? She glanced back at Firo and pondered if she should kiss him or not... probably not yet not with testing for the dress now.
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Post by Zirin on Aug 16, 2012 10:31:27 GMT -4
He was trying not to laugh at her defensive temper. It was almost endearing, almost, however it was much too funny for it to be anything else at the moment. He rolled his eyes and simply set about helping her, pleased that at least she understood she couldn't do this without him. Score one point for Firo, Linda needed him right now.
He felt her go rigid at his positioning but thought little of it, more just surprised she wasn't yelling at him or threatening to hurt him like she normally would. A quiet Linda was... nice for a change. As she did as instructed, Firo released his grip on the dress and moved the now free hand to her hip as well, once again thinking little of it. For once, he wasn't really paying attention;; his focus was on the dress, waiting for her to pull it up. When she did and spoke, however, it finally seemed to kick in that he was doing something weird, Firo tensed right up and backed away from her, his brows furrowed as he distracted himself with the array of hooks and buttons along the back of the dress, closing it before stepping back to admire his work... not that he could.
"Shards and shells I don't know how you expect me to make you look good if I can't bloody see." He grumbled stepping away both to grab the glow basket and move it closer, as well as just put some space between them before he did something weird. Not that he would, he had no interest in her of course. THis was just a.. precaution. Moving the glows closer did make some of the seams easier to make out, but it wasn't quite strong enough. He should have gone and gotten fresh glows apparently.
"Don't move, don't complain. It's your own damn fault I have to do things this way, got it stupid girl?" He barked, turning away from the basket and back to her where he promptly placed his hands on her and began 'exploring'. Sure, it was an invasion of her personal space, but he needed to check for bunches in the seems and sections that didn't sit right, and without a stronger source of light he had to rely on his hands. Okay, so maybe he was standing a bit closer to her than necessary as he mumbled under his breath about 'seams' and 'taking it in' and 'adjusting the waistline to sit higher' and so on as he made a mental checklist of fixes. All in all though, the things were minor fixes, meant only to mke the dress sit tighter on her.
"Deep breath." Was all he said before wrapping his arms aroung her to grab hold of the back of the dress, fiddling and pulling to see how he would need to adjust it to fit. It was not, in any way, an excuse to have her in his arms.
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