i swallow the sound, and it swallows me whole (closed)

[healful]

Who: manscruff and thenobledie
When: July 23th, afternoon
Where: somewhere...
Format: action
What: It's like these hobags have a homing signal for each other or something...and find each other in the worst way possible.
Warnings: idk.

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[manscruff]

[ okay. listen. roofs here are steep. and slippy. it is not his fault-- okay, so maybe it is.

he rolls to his feet and offers her an apologetic helping hand ]

Mi dispiace, madonna. Are you alright?

[ says the kid who just fell from almost three times his height and by all rights should be the injured one. APPARENTLY, THIS IS NOT THE FIRST TIME SOMETHING LIKE THIS HAS HAPPENED. it's just... the first time it's been onto a pretty woman. a very pretty ginger lady. ]

[healful]

[ well, that softens her initial irritation. so she takes his hand as she stands and - ABSOLUTELY NO SHAME HERE, presses a hand to her left tit. it hurts, ok. ]

I will be, thank you.

[ being called madonna is familiar, btw, and even shirley finds that strange. she doesn't think on it, though. ]

[manscruff]

[ does he... know. her... from. somewhere. :|a oh sweet jesus, it's that lady from the box this morning. ]

Ah, bene. I apologise for the... intrusion.

[ ... he should leave! but... she's hot. and... stuff... ]

[healful]

[ and touching her boob! actually, she is massaging it now to work her own magic into the tissue. two seconds, then, and she stops fondling herself. sadness. ]

Perhaps you should spend less time on the roofs, then.

[manscruff]

[ yeah. she's... yeah, that counts as 'stuff.' but he is a gentleman! you know, asking before he climbs in windows and stuff. usually. ]

They are not as steep back home-- [ a slight laugh ] -- it is a habit, I suppose.

[healful]

And is your home a fortress or a city?

[ she knows by accent he wouldn't be native to lohan, but it is a merchant city; people of all sorts live there. and the roofs are popular pathways, so long as you don't run. ]

[manscruff]

A bit of both.

[ monteriggioni is his home, right? for now? until they leave. ]

[healful]

Oh, where is your home, then?

[manscruff]

In Toscana, about a four day ride from Roma.

[ why... is. he being so open... ]

[healful]

[ because he is dumb. ]

I am not familiar with either.

[ can i just say, she is awfully nice to not be walking away from sketchy teenager that just dropped down on her? or even yelling at him. NO, SHE IS MAKING POLITE CONVERSATION. ]

[manscruff]

[ don't be mean..... another laugh ]

You're not the first, here.

[ he apologised, okay! and he isn't... that sketchy. just. um. he's learning, okay. and he is still taller than her! >C ]

[healful]

[ unpossible, shirley is always mean. ]

I imagine I will not be the last, then.

[ lmf no1curr he's taller. ]

[manscruff]

[ ... so, um, where are the dead bodies for him to carry so she can be less mean... ]

No, probably not. [ he bows like a proper 15th century gentleman or whatever. ] Sorry to trouble you, madonna. Arrivederci.

[ why are we doing this log again.... ]

[healful]

[ a slight pause. then, shirley laughs. a tad incredulous. ]

You fall on a woman, and you only offer an apology and your departure?

[ rude. you could at least escort to wherever she is going. especially since she didn't shank you for this. ]

[manscruff]

[ --! ........ so much for slipping away unnoticed. see, ezio? this is what you get for being distracted by a nice rack. why do you always let this happen, bro? why... ]

Ah-- no...

[ well. she is... blue... ]

[healful]

Surely, then, you will make the accident up? I can't imagine you would not enjoy it for how much you stared.

[ seriously, bro. ]