True, true... It was such a GOOD reply~!scots_fuzzNovember 13 2011, 06:53:05 UTC
[Well there's an appendectomy scar from Christmas of '89. But that hardly counts as sibling-incident eventful, does it? Jane hated him for half a year due to all the attention he got for that holiday though. He got more pressies than anyone, and everyone had to open theirs at the hospital to boot.]
Ah. [He looks around for clues, because... he had no idea as well.] --Blankenship Research Firm, apparently. Third floor I think? I dunno.
Poor little thing.lone_defenderNovember 13 2011, 07:50:13 UTC
[Not the most manly scar to show off, either. At least presents were involved? She frowns, wandering out of the closet and scanning the area. No stunned people around. Shame.]
Why the hell were we locked in a closet on Blankenship Research Firm's third floor? Do you remember anything?
One day, you're going to punch me for following you around. huffpuffblondeNovember 12 2011, 18:52:45 UTC
[That ceiling sure has gotten interesting all of a sudden. Quite a lovely ceiling, too. Is that laminate? And it's got one of those light-bulbs that are all... twisty. Not that it was turned on. Just veeeery interesting at the moment.
Pfft are you kidding? You're gorgeous. All my tags, you can has dem. huffpuffblondeNovember 13 2011, 01:28:59 UTC
Hmm? Oh, nothing. Lovely paint job. [That smudge on the ceiling looks an awful lot like a face, and will henceforth be receiving all of her eye contact and devoting none to him. He gets peripheral vision, though.]
RELENTLESSLY TAG AWAAAAY! And ~what handwaving?~scots_fuzzNovember 13 2011, 04:18:00 UTC
[To him the badger looked like a squirrel. What? No squinting required!]
Well tha's a given, Rose. but do ye really want tae risk getting caught by 'im? He doesnae exactly look to be the paragon of health. I don't want to be responsible for givin' the man a heart attack for a snog.
WILL DO. /SALUTE And just the general assumption of thread completion!huffpuffblondeNovember 13 2011, 04:24:02 UTC
[If he didn't see the badger, he wasn't squinting enough.]
I really don't think he's gonna think to look in here for the pair of us, and I don't exactly intend to pop out and say boo. As long as we're quiet, he should bugger off in a few minutes.
[Pause.]
Also, mostly, I wanted an excuse to snog. So. Shut up.
Aha! A few I'd love to see played out but ~ugh~ going back would be torture. I <3 HANDWAVING!scots_fuzzNovember 13 2011, 07:22:09 UTC
[But when he squinted the badger turned into a sparrow. o.O]
Oh all right. We can hide in here an' snog if ye want to.
[While she's distracted by the mysterious shapes in the ceiling, Liam approaches her from behind, sliding his hands in around her waist. If he startles her, she'd better not make a noise...]
Haha, well, if you ever get ambitious, backtagging is absolutely fine with me~ I'M COOL MANhuffpuffblondeNovember 13 2011, 07:26:27 UTC
[That's it. After they get out of this, they were getting his eyes checked. Or she was forcing him to wear those brainy specs. Mm, those brainy specs.]
I'd hate to impose. [She sounds so horrendously droll, except for that little smirk she's wearing.
Aforementioned smirk gets wiped away pretty quickly, though, and she stifles a squeak at the arms around her waist, straightening her shoulders, leaning back into the embrace. Her arms come up automatically to cross over his.]
YEAH YOU ARE! (and I may just do at some point. Brain fried sometime last week IDK...)scots_fuzzNovember 13 2011, 08:12:08 UTC
[But... Brainy specs made him look... bookish. Er. Brainy. Er. Not like a copper! Though he still used his to read anything more than a page or two long.]
[He let out a low chuckle at her near-squeak.] You're no' imposing at all, Miss Tyler. [His voice was low in her ear and he nuzzled her neck as he spoke, hugging her even closer.]
PFT THE COOLEST B| (No pressure, dawg <3)huffpuffblondeNovember 13 2011, 08:21:11 UTC
[They also happened to help with identifying clearly badger-shaped smudges on ceilings. That might be useful in some... crime scene... scenario. Probably.]
That's... good to hear, I'd hate to... [She tilted her head to one side, to grant him access to nuzzle along her neck, trying to keep her breath from hitching when he tugged her back against his chest. It didn't work. She bit down on her lip, reclining against him, her heart beating like a rabbit.] ...to... get distracted and forget what I was sayin'...
Abso-freakin'-lutely!scots_fuzzNovember 13 2011, 09:14:32 UTC
[The smudges might not look like badgers at all in normal daylight, or with the light switched on in the closet! Liam's eyesight isn't bad, really!]
It seems ye already did. [He ghosted his hand along one of the more sensitive areas along Rose's chest, moving in to press his lips on her neck in kisses as he spoke.] I wouldnae want ye to forget why we're here as well.
[Right, as soon as his hand starts ghosting, she really, really stops caring about the badger squirrel sparrow on the ceiling.
Her toes curl in her shoes, and her skin tingles in the places his lips touch, and she can't help but reach up behind her and ghost a hand up the back of his neck, to bury into his hair.]
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Ah. [He looks around for clues, because... he had no idea as well.] --Blankenship Research Firm, apparently. Third floor I think? I dunno.
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Why the hell were we locked in a closet on Blankenship Research Firm's third floor? Do you remember anything?
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Headscratchy.]
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Ro~ose? What're ye thinkin'? [Something's up. Suspicious DI is suspicious.]
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D'youfancyasnog?
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He gives her a skeptical eyebrow.] Ye lured me in here f'r a snog? [Not that he's actively objecting, but it's just a bit strange.]
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Actually, we're hiding from the bloke that just came in.
[And this is her, pointedly ignoring that skeptical look.]
But I thought the snogging was good enough on it's own merit.
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Well tha's a given, Rose. but do ye really want tae risk getting caught by 'im? He doesnae exactly look to be the paragon of health. I don't want to be responsible for givin' the man a heart attack for a snog.
Though aye, snogging you has its attractions.
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I really don't think he's gonna think to look in here for the pair of us, and I don't exactly intend to pop out and say boo. As long as we're quiet, he should bugger off in a few minutes.
[Pause.]
Also, mostly, I wanted an excuse to snog. So. Shut up.
[Mood killer.]
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Oh all right. We can hide in here an' snog if ye want to.
[While she's distracted by the mysterious shapes in the ceiling, Liam approaches her from behind, sliding his hands in around her waist. If he startles her, she'd better not make a noise...]
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I'd hate to impose. [She sounds so horrendously droll, except for that little smirk she's wearing.
Aforementioned smirk gets wiped away pretty quickly, though, and she stifles a squeak at the arms around her waist, straightening her shoulders, leaning back into the embrace. Her arms come up automatically to cross over his.]
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[He let out a low chuckle at her near-squeak.] You're no' imposing at all, Miss Tyler. [His voice was low in her ear and he nuzzled her neck as he spoke, hugging her even closer.]
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That's... good to hear, I'd hate to... [She tilted her head to one side, to grant him access to nuzzle along her neck, trying to keep her breath from hitching when he tugged her back against his chest. It didn't work. She bit down on her lip, reclining against him, her heart beating like a rabbit.] ...to... get distracted and forget what I was sayin'...
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It seems ye already did. [He ghosted his hand along one of the more sensitive areas along Rose's chest, moving in to press his lips on her neck in kisses as he spoke.] I wouldnae want ye to forget why we're here as well.
[He meant in the building.]
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Her toes curl in her shoes, and her skin tingles in the places his lips touch, and she can't help but reach up behind her and ghost a hand up the back of his neck, to bury into his hair.]
Oh, I won't forget why we're here.
[She meant the closet.]
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