First Swinging Bloom - [Accidental Video]
[The feed starts with Lili putting her faciliberry on her dresser with a thunk. It half tuning into their conversation half not as it focuses.]
This is stupid.
[Lili, you always say this. ALWAYS. It is not aided by the cross of her arms over her chest. ANNOYED LOOK.]
Ttch. And you always say that.
[he leans back in her chair, nudging his shoe at Deathbringer, who falls over with a confused merp. With the cub otherwise engaged he leans forward, elbow on his knee.]
Got anything new?
[Here Damian, have proof that she hangs out with you too often. AN ANNOYED TSH. She COULD be mocking, you may never know.] Yeah, I do. Stop knocking Deathbringer over. [She strides over, giving Damain a prod. Personal space? What’s that!] He’s sort of Sasha’s pet.
[Don’t mind Deathbringer, he’s just confusedly merping. Pawing at Damian still.]
[Personal space? Whatever. He leans back, looking more smug than anything. You know, how he usually looks.]
I didn’t ‘knock him over.’ He tried to attack me.
And couldn’t handle it. [And he tips his shoe at Deathbringer, again.]
Damian, look at him. [ALL UP IN YOUR BUSINESS SIR. Aka Lili is intent on making sure Damian has very little space.] He gets beaten by dandelions on a regular basis, he barely knows what attack means.
[Deathbringer is still just a merping away, reaching his plump dirty paw upwards to bat at Damian’s shoe. SO SHINY.] If you’re going to find an excuse to ‘defend’ yourself from this ‘wild’ cougar, you’re going to need to look harder.
Ttch. Caught me. I’m bored. [And boy does he looks bored. Sitting there, elbow now leaning on her desk, with that shit-eating grin of his.]
Come on Zanotto. You’re boring me.
Oh, I’m boring you? You, the guy who texted me asking to come over.[You know what this means, Damian? That's right, Lili getting further into your business.] You have to be kidding me. You are such a smarmy dork.[Lili, you can use words besides dork. Rly.]
[Going to ignore half of that. For his boyhood ‘pride.’] ‘Dork’ I’ve heard, but, ’smarmy’? How verbose, Zanotto. I’m surprised. [He leans up a bit, he can invade space too, you know.]
[All the space, it is almost gone! She tilts her chin up cockily for a moment.] You act like I can’t say anything but the word dork.
You can’t say anything about how I talk, you’re the one who’s always going TCH all the time.
Ttch. When do I ever-- ttch-- TTCH at you?
[Lili has to look mock thoughtful for a moment, rubbing her chin exaggeratedly] Hm, it is hard to recall, but- right now seems like a moment where you’re Ttch’ing at me. [Lili just continues to look cocky.] I’d say that’s lacking anything new or original to say.
But- I think I can help with that. [Damian, fear the playful smile. Because she’s wearing it now.]
[What does it mean?! Is he playing dumb? Or an oblivious idiot? Either way one brow arches.] Oh? Care to elaborate? I’m all ears.
Well, what I have in mind won’t really involve ears. [Playful smirk goes here. As she takes advantage of the lack of distance between them and kisses him. Her hand reaching out to grab his shirt. Because Lili knows what she wants and isn’t going to play gentle.]
[Well. Damn. For at least three seconds, his eyes remain open, brow still arched, but his eyes snap shut and he leans up, hands going to her waist. What are they doing? Who knows, but no inhibitions are GO.]
[Lili will really wish her communicator wasn’t recording. REALLY. Because she’s pretty much yanking him forward- as well as she can without knocking them both over, automatically letting one hand move to run her fingers through his hair. Be unsurprised as her lack of inhibitions lead the kiss to turn into a REAL harder kiss.]
[Lack of inhibitions or no, it immediately turns into a contest. Typical. He pushes her back one hand glued to her waist, the other sliding up her back as he tries to figure out what the fuck he’s doing.]
[Lili gives a Mmph, obviously knowing what she was doing as she gets a bigger fistful of his shirt, biting his bottom lip. Equally competing with him as per their usual rules. Pushing into him and sending something tumbling off the desk onto Deathbringer, who is just very confused as well as freaked out. The cougar darting away, scrambling upwards onto Lili’s dresser, colliding into her faciliberry. The feed dying here.]
This is stupid.
[Lili, you always say this. ALWAYS. It is not aided by the cross of her arms over her chest. ANNOYED LOOK.]
Ttch. And you always say that.
[he leans back in her chair, nudging his shoe at Deathbringer, who falls over with a confused merp. With the cub otherwise engaged he leans forward, elbow on his knee.]
Got anything new?
[Here Damian, have proof that she hangs out with you too often. AN ANNOYED TSH. She COULD be mocking, you may never know.] Yeah, I do. Stop knocking Deathbringer over. [She strides over, giving Damain a prod. Personal space? What’s that!] He’s sort of Sasha’s pet.
[Don’t mind Deathbringer, he’s just confusedly merping. Pawing at Damian still.]
[Personal space? Whatever. He leans back, looking more smug than anything. You know, how he usually looks.]
I didn’t ‘knock him over.’ He tried to attack me.
And couldn’t handle it. [And he tips his shoe at Deathbringer, again.]
Damian, look at him. [ALL UP IN YOUR BUSINESS SIR. Aka Lili is intent on making sure Damian has very little space.] He gets beaten by dandelions on a regular basis, he barely knows what attack means.
[Deathbringer is still just a merping away, reaching his plump dirty paw upwards to bat at Damian’s shoe. SO SHINY.] If you’re going to find an excuse to ‘defend’ yourself from this ‘wild’ cougar, you’re going to need to look harder.
Ttch. Caught me. I’m bored. [And boy does he looks bored. Sitting there, elbow now leaning on her desk, with that shit-eating grin of his.]
Come on Zanotto. You’re boring me.
Oh, I’m boring you? You, the guy who texted me asking to come over.[You know what this means, Damian? That's right, Lili getting further into your business.] You have to be kidding me. You are such a smarmy dork.[Lili, you can use words besides dork. Rly.]
[Going to ignore half of that. For his boyhood ‘pride.’] ‘Dork’ I’ve heard, but, ’smarmy’? How verbose, Zanotto. I’m surprised. [He leans up a bit, he can invade space too, you know.]
[All the space, it is almost gone! She tilts her chin up cockily for a moment.] You act like I can’t say anything but the word dork.
You can’t say anything about how I talk, you’re the one who’s always going TCH all the time.
Ttch. When do I ever-- ttch-- TTCH at you?
[Lili has to look mock thoughtful for a moment, rubbing her chin exaggeratedly] Hm, it is hard to recall, but- right now seems like a moment where you’re Ttch’ing at me. [Lili just continues to look cocky.] I’d say that’s lacking anything new or original to say.
But- I think I can help with that. [Damian, fear the playful smile. Because she’s wearing it now.]
[What does it mean?! Is he playing dumb? Or an oblivious idiot? Either way one brow arches.] Oh? Care to elaborate? I’m all ears.
Well, what I have in mind won’t really involve ears. [Playful smirk goes here. As she takes advantage of the lack of distance between them and kisses him. Her hand reaching out to grab his shirt. Because Lili knows what she wants and isn’t going to play gentle.]
[Well. Damn. For at least three seconds, his eyes remain open, brow still arched, but his eyes snap shut and he leans up, hands going to her waist. What are they doing? Who knows, but no inhibitions are GO.]
[Lili will really wish her communicator wasn’t recording. REALLY. Because she’s pretty much yanking him forward- as well as she can without knocking them both over, automatically letting one hand move to run her fingers through his hair. Be unsurprised as her lack of inhibitions lead the kiss to turn into a REAL harder kiss.]
[Lack of inhibitions or no, it immediately turns into a contest. Typical. He pushes her back one hand glued to her waist, the other sliding up her back as he tries to figure out what the fuck he’s doing.]
[Lili gives a Mmph, obviously knowing what she was doing as she gets a bigger fistful of his shirt, biting his bottom lip. Equally competing with him as per their usual rules. Pushing into him and sending something tumbling off the desk onto Deathbringer, who is just very confused as well as freaked out. The cougar darting away, scrambling upwards onto Lili’s dresser, colliding into her faciliberry. The feed dying here.]