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notintehkitchenMr. Hawk, will you please come back to the house? I found a solution to our problem.
I've sealed my gas mask on permanently so I don't have to talk to you again or be strange. I'll just be a normal Pyro again, you don't even have to think of me as a girl if you don't want to. Just think of me as a boy--or even better, an it. I'm fine with that, really. Just come back, please?
I've sealed my gas mask on permanently so I don't have to talk to you again or be strange. I'll just be a normal Pyro again, you don't even have to think of me as a girl if you don't want to. Just think of me as a boy--or even better, an it. I'm fine with that, really. Just come back, please?
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Date: 2012-02-06 06:06 pm (UTC)[As she got pulled closer, she found herself inwardly becoming very giddy at the affection he was showing her so openly. Completely forgetting about hiding her bra, Pyro placed a hand on top of his head and began to stroke his hair gently with her fingertips.]
I was wrong when I say Sniper is cute.
[Though she still believed it, she decided to rephrase her previous decision of his looks to something more masculine.]
Sniper is very handsome. There's nothing you should feel envious of in this world. You have an accent most girls would melt hearing and you can be very kind when you open yourself up. I'm sure plenty of women like you.
Japanese people don't have much body or facial hair, that goes double for the women. I must admit, I am very confused by what your country finds attractive in a women. A moustache only belongs on men.
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Date: 2012-02-06 06:39 pm (UTC)Not that she didn't give him more than he'd gotten from anyone in his life, save for maybe his parents. He was fine being left alone most of the time, but when it came to her, it seemed he couldn't get enough. What it was about her that appealed to his personal greed, he couldn't decide; however, he knew it was there, always wanting more and more of her and from her.]
I've never been much for dealing with people, to be honest. That sort of behavior gets in the way of the job. S'just easier to be alone sometimes.
[He said one thing, but his body betrayed him; he pulled her to him, closing the small gap between them as he buried his face into her shoulder.]
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Date: 2012-02-06 06:51 pm (UTC)Squirming slightly as his face came into contact with her bare shoulder, she laughed]
Aah, that tickles! You're too scruffy!
[Even if she complained, she loved it. She had always adored men with facial hair. Not the Saxton hale type, but the way Sniper had his was nice.]
It comes with the nature of your job, I suppose. You're holed up most of the time unlike the rest of us.
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Date: 2012-02-06 07:35 pm (UTC)Well, usually kept himself from it. It was harder to control in Paradise where he no longer had the job as a viable leash, where he'd already lost so much that it pushed him to clinging desperately to what he still had. He had to adapt, but he was a stubborn thing, only changing if absolutely necessary. He liked who he was, and was well-set in his ways.
And yet, as he laid there with his arm around her, the scent of her skin captivating his senses, the feeling of that closeness relaxing him, he couldn't help but think of how things could be better.]
Right. Like you bein' in your suit.
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Date: 2012-02-06 07:59 pm (UTC)If I didn't wear the suit I'd be nothing but a skeleton with little burnt flesh pieces clinging to me.
[Her next words came out sounding guilty, as if she wasn't faithful enough to her beloved flames.]
I like fire, but I don't want to look that scary. Is that bad?
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Date: 2012-02-06 08:15 pm (UTC)It's not. It's just somethin' ya can't help sometimes when you're in the suit, but I s'ppose it's like you said. It's a part of the job.
[He swallowed, a knot in his throat as he thought of what bothered him. It was something he never wanted to leave that room, or even that moment, but he felt compelled to ask. The question was one he'd asked before, but in a very different context: whereas it had been laced with anger then, it now held uncertainty.]
What happens when we leave this place? If we leave this place, rather.
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Date: 2012-02-07 12:18 pm (UTC)I don't know what happens. I suppose the only way to find out is when it does.
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Date: 2012-02-07 05:31 pm (UTC)The idea that they'd return home and not remember all that had transpired in Paradise was somehow unappealing, despite that being what he considered the best scenario until that point. Things were different now, and he couldn't accept why.
His arm tightened around her.]
I don't think I want to know.
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Date: 2012-02-07 05:58 pm (UTC)Laughing, she hugged him back when he embraced her tighter.]
Ignorance is bliss?
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Date: 2012-02-07 06:04 pm (UTC)[His breathing deepened, muscles relaxing as he drifted toward the point of unconsciousness. Despite his body giving in to sleep, his mind was still at work. He was a little less intelligible when he spoke a few moments later.]
I'd rather... you just stayed.
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Date: 2012-02-07 06:16 pm (UTC)Stayed?
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Date: 2012-02-07 07:02 pm (UTC)That didn't mean he didn't try as he pulled her to him again, eyes shut as he rested his head on her. He wanted her to stay with him in every sense: there in that moment, in Paradise, if they returned to Sawmill, and in some deeper sense he couldn't fully comprehend. Saying that much through a simple embrace, however, wasn't likely to be a successful endeavor.]
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Date: 2012-02-07 08:00 pm (UTC)Wrapped up in his warm embrace, it became easy for her to drift off into her own dreams. There was something safe and secure about those arms she had long forgotten from others in her past.]