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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 4:17 pm
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(('Tis okay))
She watched the little differences that passed through in stages of his confusion. He seemed to be thinking rather hard, which was pretty funny. Maybe she just mis-worded what she said and that's what caused such confusion in an otherwise simple sentence to understand. She giggled a little when he kissed her cheek and poked his wing, just for the fun of it, besides, she didn't think he'd noticed yet that they'd come out. She was still trying to make sense of him, but that was simply her over-active curiosity and lack of school work running through her system. "I meant... when I was commenting upon your curse and such..." she took a little time to think about what she was going to say so it would still make sense to her. "When I said it might go away after it's been filled with enough joy and whatnot, that I could be incorrect in my thinking. You can still hope, but I wouldn't put my money on it. I've been known to be wrong before, time and time again." That hardly made any sense to her the way she worded it this time, but she knew what she was getting at, so she didn't have a headache or anything from attempting to understand what she was saying. She looked at him for a moment, then grinned. She remembered where he was ticklish. "You know, you really shouldn't do that. I get tempted too easily," her fingers ran across his stomach, very lightly and hardly touching at all. She stopped for a moment, and thought of something that could make it worse. Her hand grabbed some of her hair and instead she trailed that over his stomach instead.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 3:49 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 5:26 pm
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She enjoyed seeing him laugh, and yes, squirm (though she felt a little bad about the latter) while she tickled him with her hair. It was proven yes indeed that hair was much worse and much more effective than fingers, and she would remember this for quite some time. It would make it much easier to get a laugh out of him later so long as her memory continued on a mostly due right function. She smiled as she stopped--watching him roll around a bit with his arms around his stomach with that smile that came with laughter, and she found herself smiling like never before, while shaking her head, on the verge of laughing herself. He was far too amusing, almost like a little kid. She scratched that last part of her thinking from her mind, for it was the second or third time now since she'd known him that she'd mentally made that comment. She looked at her wrists when he grabbed them, then looked at him somewhat curiously as he pulled her onto her side next to him. Now the laugh was about ready to come out, but she stifled it, for once purposefully as she returned his kiss. "You're right, who knows? So I'll just keep on hoping, because that's nearly all that I can do. You believe whatever makes you happiest." She then thought of something, more like remembering which triggered a thought. "I'm surprised your stomach ain't talking."
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2007 11:59 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 11:48 am
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 4:36 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2007 5:50 pm
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She had been debating what she was going to make, then comparing it to her memory of what ingredients she had while she'd been walking (and slowly at that), testing to see if he'd follow or not. Surely enough, he did, and he'd taken a little time to get straightened up, too. She resisted messing with his hair, seeing how he just combed through it. She merely smirked at him after he asked his question, remaining quiet as she changed her slow pace to her normal speed. "Can't say I'd mind having the company," she said after awhile. Hopefully, that little sentence wouldn't take awhile to understand. It was straight to the point, but in a more sneaky way. She'd love to have him around as much as possible, but she didn't feel like coming right and out saying it. She found that the more time she spent around him, the more she wanted and needed him to be around, and she found this to be very pathetic. But it was for the better, at least she'd finally learned to get along with someone of the male population agian besides her father.
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 5:28 pm
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