Characters: Emma Pillsbury and you! And you! You, too.
Setting/Location: Laundry room
Date & Time: Day 4, late morning
Warnings: None so far, unless someone decides to walk in naked
Summary: Emma is going to get a basin all to herself, dammit!
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Underneeeath your clothes, there's an endless storyyy~ )
No, Nero was hanging around the laundry room for about the same reason he'd been hanging around the kitchen, only this time he wasn't waiting for them to leave food over--he was waiting for them to toss a load in and start washing. And then, he'd just saunter by, and say something like how he only had this jacket and didn't want to waste the space in the basins, so could he just toss this one jacket in with the rest of their stuff? It was getting kinda dirty and he didn't think it was badass to smellIt wasn't like he could do it ( ... )
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nero shook it off, full-bodied, physical and mental at the same time, shrugging his shoulders as he stepped into the room.
"Looks like you're doing some laundry," he said, nodding at the clothes in the sink. Well, not a sink, but close enough to. Sure wasn't a convenient system, now was it? And where were they supposed to hang the clothes out to dry--tied to the giant's ass or something? "There room in there for something else? Just one thing... Wouldn't wanna use up a whole sink-thing for just one jacket."
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Her eyes widening slightly, Emma clutched the edges of the basin behind her, holding on to the thing like it held the answer to life. But then she realized she'd already broken one of Lightning's rules--no hesitation! Biting her lip, she forced herself to let go and tried to stand up a little straighter. That was how you made yourself dominant, right?
"I, I am," she agreed, nodding. "I mean, laundry rooms are for, you know, laundry, a-and I have laundry, so...yeah. Um." She nodded once more for good measure. "That's what I'm doing. I think my tub's a little too full to fit something else, so maybe you should, um. You should try another one."
For what probably seemed like no reason to to Nero, Emma burst into a smile. That was great! That was nice and assertive without being too mean (she thought so, at least). And she said maybe only once. Even if that hair of his was really distracting her, and her basin wasn't that full, she'd stood up for her right to her own washing space ( ... )
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It was always the arm.
He shifted so that it was angled behind him, even though it was probably already too late. She'd seen it, she was freaked, and that's why she was acting the way she was. Man, if the jig was already up, then what was the point? It'd be better if he just explained it, and let her come to her own conclusions. Her own conclusions that--he could only hope--involved helping him with washing this damn jacket. A couple of burn marks here and there, some leftover problems from when he got scrambled eggs all over it... Anything could happen. Never a dull moment.
"Yeah, about that..." Man, there was really no easy way to get into this, was there? "It's kinda complicated. But I'm thinking that if I tried to do it on my own..."
He pulled his hand out from behind his back--blue and red and definitely not like the other one, jacket sleeve rolled up to the scaly blue elbow. He flexed it, real slow; those ( ... )
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Abandoning any sort of politeness, Emma quickly shifted to put the basin between them, and kind of half crouched behind it. Oh God, he was going to kill her because she wouldn't share her basin with him! Or maybe she'd taken his favorite one? Oh God, that was probably it. This was a bad idea--she knew it was a bad idea! She should've just come late at night and jammed the door shut like she was going to do in the first place. She never wanted to try being assertive again. Not if it was going to kill her ( ... )
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He wasn't going to hurt her. He didn't mean anything by it. It was a totally innocent topic. Why did things always have to be so damn complicated?
"Look-- you don't have to do that." He took a step backward, holding up his hand. Nothing in his pockets, no tricks up his sleeve. See? "I'm not even armed--and I don't mean that as a pun. I was just asking about doing the laundry 'cause I can't do it, like I said. Not with one hand. You can see for yourself what's up with the ( ... )
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