Jan 11, 2011 17:28
[Has Horst eased up on Johannes? I know you were all wondering. But no, no he has not. For instance: He has his stash of snowballs, but he's up on top of the church where he can see and hear anyone coming in (or out).]
Hey. Anyone on Red Team, I've got a nice fort up here.
totally going to get raven
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[FJDSKL I meant to link you to this! I'm half-dead right now, sorry ;;]
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[No worries! <3 I found it so it's all good. ...half-dead? You should go to bed then!]
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[I want to so bad but it's only 6:30 D: ]
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[Well you could but admit it: you just can't turn away from that screen, can you?]
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[YES BUT. C-can I pretend I'm afraid it'll make me an old woman if I go to bed this early ;; it's not true but less shameful.]
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Wha... ?!? [After the first moment of sheer shock, her heart starts racing. Someone just pounced on her from out of nowhere and now they're holding her tightly. Why are they attacking her?]
LET GO DAMMIT!
[She's trying to free herself, her arms at least, but to no avail. Her assailant has a strength above average. And since she's long lost her focus, they're not floating anymore, they're falling down now...]
[Yes, and I think I'm even going to pretend this along with you! XD]
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...Horst?
[Her first logical thought is that he must have jumped in between her and her attacker to rescue her and cushion her fall.]
You're alright?
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You did that?
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[If Horst thinks she's mad at him. Then he's thinking right.]
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Raven--
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It was a joke! I've never flown before! Just a joke!
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...Clorbag.
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...You can call me Scheissekopf.
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...I guess a lot of people already call you that. I'd rather have my own personal insult for you.
[Now that she has calmed down, she can feel his genuine remorse and it's oddly soothing. He couldn't know what kind of terrifying memories his completely stupid but yet innocent and playful gesture would abruptly brought up. Her fists ball at her side as if she's bracing herself to to something...]
Horst... Du blöde... verrückte...
[And she throws herself into his arms, mindful of his injured rib.]
Dummkopf.
[And her voice is so soft it almost sounds affectuous. She had warned him it wasn't an easy task to try and befriend her. He's learning it...]
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