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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2013 10:59 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2013 11:35 pm
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Aria LeCoul
"On no!" Aria gasped, as the two fell, her voice having gone up about an octave in the process. By the time the two landed on the ground, her eyes were tightly squeezed shut, embraced for impact. When she didn't meet the ground, she opened her eyes. Upon seeing the blushing face of the young man who caught her fall, her face flushed a light shade of red. However, her face flushed an even deeper shade of red when she realized he was quite a handsome young man. "I-I'm quite alright," she replied as he checked her for bumps. She was flustered with herself having knocked the young man over. It bothered her that he even apologized for it though it was her fault. "That was my fault. I-I am sorry. I should have paid more attention to where I was going," Aria said as she carefully stood up. She offered her hand out to him to help him up, considering she had just knocked him over.
OOC:
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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2013 11:51 pm
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Einar "Grim" Grimsson Theme song
To fear death...
He blushed and sat up, taking her hand and standing. His tall height dwarfed hers considerably, and he smiled kindly. "Oh no, it's all my own fault, miss. I should have seen you, or at least realized the difference between the Bleeding Heart's fragrance and your own strong rose scent." He was so happy to finally be talking to a girl, and a beautiful one at that, that it took him so long to realize that his hand was touching skin to skin. Looking down, he yanked his charred hand from hers and gripped it tightly, looking around. "I-I don't mean to alarm you, b-but have you s-seen my gl-glove?"
...is to forget to embrace it.
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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 12:41 am
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Einar "Grim" Grimsson Theme song
To fear death...
Taking the glove carefully, Grim turned his back to her and slid it on, flinching when he heard her question. He knew he'd be asked that at least once this year. It only figured that the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen in person was the one who asked. "Nothing," he answered softly, staring down at his gloved hands. "I'm just...not in control of my powers yet." Turning back to her, he smiled again, his blush returning. "It's really nothing to dwell upon, ma'am." The tall male knelt to the ground, picking up his notebook and pencil, tucking them back into his messenger bag. He then held out a hand, bowing just a bit. "Einar Grimsson. A pleasure to meet you, Miss...?"
...is to forget to embrace it.
OOC: Alright, goodnight then!
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Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2013 12:23 am
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Einar "Grim" Grimsson Theme song
To fear death...
"Ah, Miss LeCoul, what a lovely name for a lovely young woman." Raising her hand, he pecked her knuckles with his lips and stood again, smiling down at her still. Looking down the way, he nodded and gestured with his free hand. "Would you walk with me, Miss LeCoul?" Inside his mind, Grim was almost hitting himself. Walk with him? What is it, the 18th century?! God, he's so stupid, stupid, STUPID! What would a beautiful girl like Aria LeCoul walk with a freak like him?
...is to forget to embrace it.
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Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2013 1:22 am
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Einar "Grim" Grimsson Theme song
To fear death...
The tall man moved to stand beside her, tucking her hand into his elbow and nodding. All they were missing was a parasol shielding her from the sun and they'd look like a young, albeit underdressed, Victorian couple. He started to walk, taking care to take small steps to stay at her pace. "If I am to refer to you so informally, then you must call me by my nickname, Grim." Stopping once in their walk to reach up and examine another Bleeding Heart bloom. "Here," he mumbled, plucking a near-overripe flower from the vine and turning a bit to stand better facing her. He reached over and tucked the bloom behind her ear, blushing again. "There. A beautiful flower for a truly beautiful young lady." Taking a moment to caress the flower in her hair, he suddenly shook himself from his daze and returned to his former position, taking another step. "Now then, Aria, what are you doing in the gardens on such a day as this? One should spend such a dreary day inside, waiting for rain, instead of out in the open gardens."
...is to forget to embrace it.
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Posted: Wed Jul 03, 2013 10:52 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 08, 2013 11:13 pm
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So lost in her own thoughts Bianca didn't even hear Ion speak, though she still heeded his warning even as she strained to reach one of the numerous flakes, fingers flexed in a stretch that nearly had her on her tiptoes. She was determined to touch one, eyes lighting up when a single cold droplet finally landed against her palm. It is cold... Another new experience, this one thankfully not hindered by any of her abilities. A nice change.
As she turned to face them the smile on her face slowly faded away and the shine in her eyes died down, morphing into a look of confusion, even slight worry. Something had changed in the air, for Ion's aura was not the same as it had been only moments ago. In fact it almost seemed... troubled? But why? It was then she noticed a slight darkening in his cheeks, a blush she think they called it, as well as a slight tremor over his skin, only just visible as his hands buttoned his top layers back up. Even she had forgotten she had done that, her own cheeks warming in embarrassment. "You are cold?" She would gladly leave him be so that he may go find warmth, if that were the case. Otherwise, an uncommonly selfish part of her wished to cling to his company a little longer.
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Posted: Thu Aug 08, 2013 11:37 pm
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Ion McCarin " Donna worry." Finishing the last button with one hand he held up the other, trying to reassure her. Really.. he did not want her to escape just yet, it was oddly refreshing near her. " I'm fine now, just'a bit of'a chill." The fact that he could utter that fib was amazing, he actually felt a little too warm despite the snow their Neko friend was causing.. But being honest might spook the girl.
Lowering his hand he turned it palm up, offering it to her with a playful smile as a bit of wind jostled his hair. " And yourself? Feelin alright?" She seemed to like it, but he want to make sure.. Bianca seemed delicate. Not because of her appearance, that had nothing to do with it in his mind.. She just seemed, well, precious.
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