FFFFFF! WINNING!char_he_mcgeeJanuary 17 2012, 03:04:22 UTC
[Ed, you're just lucky that Charlie's home from errands in a good mood. And that she's still on stay-cation/medical leave BS, otherwise you'd be on the ceiling waiting for a long time. She hasn't noticed you get and is busy hooking her phone up to the charger.]
[Ed waits for her to get a little closer, and then he just DROPS, landing about two feet away, as light on his feet as a cat. And then it's a step closer, and
TYPING IS A CRUTCHchar_he_mcgeeJanuary 17 2012, 03:24:24 UTC
[JESUS CHRIST WHAT WAS---Charlie jumps and turns, wide eyed. And then just...stares. Completely baffled because Ed. With a pillow. What even. What has her life become?]
Really, Ed? Really?
[She grabs the other pillow on the bed and gives it a bit of a shake, the stuffing moving to one end before swinging it at his side. Whether she connects or not really isn't of any concern of hers. All she wants is bragging rights that she got into a pillow fight with a vampire.]
[He ducks out of the way like she's moving in slow motion, just leans to one side with the most amused smirk ever and follows with another swing, this one in a more generalized "her direction".]
This is an unfair match, though. [Not that she's complaining. This is still fun. She swings at him again. And again, even trying to change direction in mid-swing in case he decides to dodge.] You have all that vampire stuff going for you.
[...Oof. Okay, THAT one connected. He pulls a clearly over-acted face and sticks his tongue out at her before retaliating; pillow in the gut. Absolutely.]
[YES! SUCCESS! She tries dodging the pillow, it connects anyway and she lets out a faint huff of breath. She tries again, same tactic though she will change it up if she has to.] Maybe a bit. How bored did you get while I was out that you came up with this idea, anyway?
No, no, no. The bar. It's douche bag day, also known as Dollar Happy Hour. Brings out all the dick-heads. [She swings the pillow at his hand, doubling it back for one to the chest and then once more for a swing to his side, holding in a laugh as best as she can. This isn't supposed to be fun or even a thing. What the fuck?]
Leave a bruise and I will leave you a pile of ash, sweetheart. [All the...er...most of the teasing. There has to be some amount of honesty in it, right? Otherwise, it'd be weird.]
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...He's on the ceiling, actually. Well. Corner of. Just waiting. And lurking.]
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*FWAP*. Pillow to the lower back.
SO EVIL.]
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Really, Ed? Really?
[She grabs the other pillow on the bed and gives it a bit of a shake, the stuffing moving to one end before swinging it at his side. Whether she connects or not really isn't of any concern of hers. All she wants is bragging rights that she got into a pillow fight with a vampire.]
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Constant vigilance? Hey, I'm helping you, really.
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Brat. You're just jealous of my mad skills.
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[...What. Your choices for amusement, Ed. They are questionable.
Oh, and he's dodging you again. Really, McGee, less obvious would be better. He's poking her in the forehead just to prove the point.]
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Leave a bruise and I will leave you a pile of ash, sweetheart. [All the...er...most of the teasing. There has to be some amount of honesty in it, right? Otherwise, it'd be weird.]
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