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Post by Paula on Dec 30, 2009 7:52:21 GMT -5
(Hehe..I had a feeling it'd probably be four.. X33)
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As Lunira waited for her friend's response, she was slightly distrated by Cyril asking everyone perso he happened to land his eyes on. Silly bird...She giggled to herself and then turned her attention back towards Niji.
" I'm going to try that, Lunira. Thanks Luni!" She gave her a hug, which gave Lunira the hope that the Princess was without a problem.
"Don't mention it, Niji."
When she was placed back on the couch, she couldn't help but giggle when Niji began to think about what to wear. Lunira could only give a shrug, knowing that the girl carried various pieces of clothing...and then some. Figuring that Niji would probably solve this one herself, Lunira was about to slide down onto the seat-part of the couch when Niji spoke again.
"Now that you've helped me with my problem, I think somebody wants your attention..." Niji added this with a wink and a nod towards someone.
Lunira's eyes widened a little and she lost her footing on the couch, sliding backward on the cushion with a light thud. "Uh..." Immediantly, her snowy face started to turn pink at the cheeks as she slowly turned her head around to look.
Emerald eyes fell upon the sight of a comic book being held by two pairs of hands. That's right....I still need to... Getting up, she looked back to where her friend was--
"Niji, do you think that..oh." Only to realize the girl had already left, probably for her room.
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Post by Jas on Dec 30, 2009 15:15:51 GMT -5
"I'm not a cheat, Masurao. And it's not fair for use that tidbit of information against me at every given opportunity, is it?"
Something twitched at the corner of the wolfboy's mouth, which seemed to be the beginning of a smile. His position didn't change and he continued to sit there, frozen, his eyes still closed. "Fair enough." he surprisingly admitted, though he left it at naught but that. Then distraction arrived in the form of Dengeki, which made Masurao open one eye to register the taller alien's presence. He soon closed it again, as the conversation didn't include him and he shifted a bit, before he resumed his earlier stance, looking completely serene and undisturbed once again. The behaviour changed, however, when the conversation at his side shifted into another direction. Two bright green eyes opened and sought out the male who'd asked out the person he did not mind calling his friend just now. Finding him, they narrowed into a slightly suspicious gaze, an expression which was most likely reserved for any of his little sister's suitors back on Egriada.
Most if it seemed to go by unnoticed, but he still kept his wary green eye cast to his side. It wasn't that he didn't like the green aquatic alien. Over the years, he had developed a behaviour around Tala similar to the one he had around Niji, and he seemed to have made it a personal idea to look after their well-being, even if they hadn't requested him to do so either. Poor Numbuh Infinity could probably relay the tale.
Small and unusually quiet Nebulos was still seated upon the modernly-shaped couch and apparently had made it his goal to keep all his attention fastened upon his comic book, even though he hadn't turned a single page in the past few minutes. He had ventured another glanced over the edge of the papers, and was startled to see when both Niji and Lunira were looking his way, which made him disappear behind hid book again, seeming very engrossed in his reading.
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Post by Paula on Dec 30, 2009 15:26:14 GMT -5
She turned around, a little unsure of what to do next. Well, I've gotten this far, she bit her lip a little and looked back towards the Luminarian boy.
Taking a step forward, Lunira decided to walk on over. It was only after a couple of steps that she realized his seat was far away. Well, at least it seemed that way. However, she had gotten closer, she noticed that Nebulos hadn't looked up once from his comic. Lunira tilted her head to the side, a little curious as to what was so interesting in the comic.
Then she had gotten an idea.
She quickened her pace over towards him, and looked over his shoulder towards the book. "What'cha reading?" She held her paws behind her back and began to rock on her heels back and forth, back and forth.
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I haves an ideas. X333
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Post by Jas on Dec 30, 2009 16:14:31 GMT -5
You haaaavvveee? :3
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"What'cha reading?"
Startled, the blue teen almost dropped the comic book and the light that shed from his antennae illuminated brighter. A feverish blush rose to his cheeks immediately when his opal eyes moved over to the girl at his side, bolts brightening even more when her felt her fur tickle against his skin.
"Err, I..." he began clumsily, his grip on the comic book tightening and thus wrinkling the paper even more. It was ridiculous how he struggled to find words, especially since the story of his comic book wasn't in the least hard to remember. It seemed to be unusually difficult to think straight, especially since she seemed to smell particularly like Stardust Milkshake today.
Blushing even more at the idea, Nebulos made a failed attempt to hide himself behind the pages again. "W-well, you know..." he began, chuckling embarrassedly while vaguely gesturing at the pictures with one of his many hands, "Alien superhero saving the day, y'know, kinda like the stuff we do, heheh... You know..." he continued, his voice slowly trailing away at that last bit, not exactly knowing if she did know, but finding it very hard to keep conversation going.
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Post by Paula on Dec 30, 2009 17:38:16 GMT -5
Yes..but I'm still working on the kinks...(ie: height)
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Lunira notice him shaking a little bit, was it something she said. She thought to herself for a moment before hearing Nebulos explain the plot to her. He seemed to be having trouble explaining it or something, but she found it a little cute.
She kept her smile on her face and giggled. Any uncertain thoughts that were in her mind were starting to fade a little...that is, until it became quiet again.
When silence was aong them, Lunira looked off to the side, holding a paw up to her mouth. Well, her plan of trying to talk about the comic didn't work, and she was now starting to get nervous again. The Ursaminorian looked back at the comic, sitting down as she did so.
"What's the guy's name? What kind of villains does he fight?"
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Post by ChyukiPastukiSuzuki on Dec 30, 2009 20:30:22 GMT -5
Dengeki smiled at Tala’s mentioning of dancing with her brother. “I might have to get a dance from Unagi in that case.” He looked at his brother thoughtfully, catching his eye and puckering his lips in an air kiss. Unagi smiled back and returned the kiss. Dengeki’s attention returned to Tala as he questioned her. “Are we going to have a certain colour theme? I’m sure I can find a tie so we can be matching.”
He let out a sigh and sat next to Tala as she did her stretches, allowing his long legs to stretch out in front of him as he faced the couch that Ynda was seated on. A goofy smile was plastered on his face as he created a heart with his hands, hoping to get a reaction from her.
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Post by Vera9 on Dec 31, 2009 4:16:52 GMT -5
If she were drinking something, Ynda would've spat it back out. Her eyes went wide in the shock at the sight of Dengeki's little gesture, and she became so distracted she forgot to keep her balance. She fell off the back of the couch, losing hold of Cyril in the process, and landed on the middle. She needed a moment to come back up, but only poked up her head while holding the back with her paws. She stared at Dengeki with flushing cheeks, unsure whether this was a prank or not.
She asked herself the same question when she lifted herself some, leaning on the couch with her shoulders, so she could use her shaking paws to send him a heart straight back. She avoided eye contact with Dengeki and kept her head lowered, feeling even more embarrassed.
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Post by ChyukiPastukiSuzuki on Dec 31, 2009 4:29:17 GMT -5
Eyes widening with shock at Ynda’s reaction, Dengeki’s jaw involuntarily dropped. Blinking a few times to be sure he was seeing correctly, he dropped his hands and rubbed his unseen eyes. He then brushed his curtain of teal hair away from his eyes, holding it at the side of his face in order to allow Ynda to see his full reaction. Whether this was truly his surprise or a melodramatic addition to his real reaction, one would not know.
Figuring that this was the perfect idea for a game, Dengeki released his hair, allowing it to drop down and rest over his eyes yet again. After he combed through the thick mass with his fingers to ensure its proper placement, he gave his hair a quick tousle and he looked back up. A smile tugged at his lips as he puckered them and sent his debatable friend an air kiss.
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Post by Vera9 on Dec 31, 2009 4:36:51 GMT -5
Ynda looked up eventually, too curious to miss out on Dengeki's reaction, and as soon as she saw the shock in his revealed eyes, she realized it had not been a prank. This made her hearts jump for some reason, although she simply rolled her eyes when she saw him focus on his hair.
They continued jumping at the sight of his air kiss, which made her cheeks even more darkgreen than before. She looked away with a smile, seeing as she was sure he wasn't just fooling around this time. She went to sit properly on the back of the couch and placed a paw on her lips, then used it to send a kiss back at him.
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Post by ChyukiPastukiSuzuki on Dec 31, 2009 4:55:31 GMT -5
Dengeki’s smile disappeared as Ynda stunned him by returning his gesture yet again. His cheeks started to become a pale teal-blue colour, his blush almost reaching the magnitude of Ynda’s. Thankful of the fact that his hair conveniently hid most of his flushed cheeks, he pursed his lips thoughtfully, thinking of a way to win.
“You’re not gonna make this easy for me, are you?” He muttered to no one in particular. Sighing, he realized that there was one way that always worked for him, though using the tactic would risk harm to his so-called perfect physique. A polite smile crossed his lips and he started to loosen the muffler scarf that hung around his neck. Without taking his eyes off the small green teen, he dropped the scarf and proceeded to pull off his shirt, exposing his lime green chest and his almost-but-not-quite-a-six-pack-stomach.
In an instant, his polite smile became a sly smirk, almost as if he dared her to make a move. He was well aware that Ynda knew how much pride he took in his body, which now caused the risk that he was taking. He was leaving himself open to an attack of her sharp claws, that is, if he couldn’t move fast enough. He immediately thought of the three lines of a scar that remained on his side because of her temper. Banishing the thought, he leaned back casually, holding himself up with his arms.
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Post by Vera9 on Dec 31, 2009 5:07:42 GMT -5
Ynda flashed a grin of her own at the blush she did spot on Dengeki's cheeks, having expected nothing else. She felt a bit relieved to know she wasn't the only one feeling embarrassed, but she started to doubt that thought at his next move.
Wondering what the hell he was doing in a room full of aliens, she quickly looked away. She often became embarrassed when she was granted view of a male's bare upper body, especially in his case. She indeed knew how proud he felt, though. Either way, it seemed he was winning the game, as the only way she'd responded so far was by turning away a flushing head.
She couldn't help but sneak another peek eventually, and spotted the scar she realized she must've left him in the past. She bit her lip with guilt, especially now that she had to be reminded of harming him during their game. She sighed, but then realized she wasn't sure if she could heal scars as well. Without thinking further, she jumped off the couch and ran to Dengeki's.
"Come with me," she demanded, looking at him once before hurrying out of the room.
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Post by ChyukiPastukiSuzuki on Dec 31, 2009 5:20:15 GMT -5
A satisfied smile crossed Dengeki’s face when he noticed that Ynda didn’t try to get him back. Then, noticing her refusal to look at him directly, he accepted it as his official win. He was shocked to see her start walking towards him, and shielded his body slightly to prepare for the beating that he felt was inevitable. Instead, he just heard her voice and saw her walk out of the room through the space between his arms.
"Come with me,"
The fish boy felt he had no other choice but to oblige and started to stand up, picking up the two articles of clothing he had shed. With a somewhat vacant expression, he politely excused himself from Tala’s side and left the room.
“Was it too much to handle?” He smiled at the girl he had followed out of the room, now standing at his side. “Or have you finally decided to confess your love for me?” His arrogant attitude left him almost totally ignorant to the guilt that Ynda felt.
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Post by Vera9 on Dec 31, 2009 5:39:56 GMT -5
Ynda rolled her eyes in an I-should-have-known-fashion at Dengeki's arrogant attitude, but she did turn away some, not wanting him to realize not all of his question was just a joke. Damn me for liking this guy.
She faced him with a serious expression and snapped: "Oh, shut up, and sit down." She waited for him to obey with crossed arms, tapping one foot on the floor to express her impatience. Then, without another word, she placed her paws gently on the place of Dengeki's scar, careful not to hurt him. She shut her eyes to find concentration while her hands started to glow red, trying to heal this part of his skin.
Ynda eventually pulled back with a sigh and looked down. "Sorry... Turns out I can't heal scars," she muttered in defeat. She felt like she had to do something else to repay the scar, but couldn't come up with anything else than a cheesy gesture due to the game the two of them had just played.
Closing her eyes once more, she placed her paws back around the scar and planted a gentle kiss on it. She doubted he'd even feel it, seeing as her lips were, relatively, pretty small. She took some steps back and avoided looking at the other alien, blushing madly like she had done before.
"You'll have to make do with this," she mumbled even quieter.
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Post by Jas on Dec 31, 2009 7:24:04 GMT -5
Nebulos fumbled with the pages shyly, his eyes wandering across the colourful pictures. A heavy blush was still spread across his cheeks, and every now and the he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, only to close it again as he was at loss of any words. The silence seemed to weight terribly heavy upon his little shoulders, even though all the other alien in the room were still chattering about happily. It seemed like Lunira and he were engulfed in some kind of invisible, soundproof box. Nebulos considered this idea, and deemed it unnecessary. He shouldn't have this much trouble talking to her. It'd only get more awkward if time went on and he still hadn't asked her if she would like to go with him to the dance.
The small teen stole a glance at his furry companion and saw she had a paw over her mouth, apparently sharing feelings similar to his. He blushed a tint more and turned back to his comic, even though he wasn't really looking at it. It shouldn't be so hard. All of the others were still engrossed in their own personal issues, so they might as well could've been somewhere by themselves. Yes, he thought, shaking his head slightly in determination. He just had to turn his head to look at her. Nebulos did this, which made his antennae bounce. Good, now he simply had to open his mouth and ask her to--
"What's the guy's name? What kind of villains does he fight?"
Well, not this time.
Flustered, Nebulos blinked his eyes, seeming slightly confused. "What...?" he responded vaguely, as if his mind needed a few more seconds to register. As if he sought an answer there, the boy turned back to face his comic, still looking slightly puzzled. "Oh!" he exclaimed suddenly, when the meaning of Lunira's question seemed to have reached his consciousness. Another layer of violet burned on his cheeks as he began to flip through the pages, feeling a bit embarrassed at his slow reactions.
"It's, about, uhh... this-this alien guy who has shape-shift powers... H-his superhero name is 'The Stupendous Shapeshifter'." he chuckled weakly, considering that the superhero's name wasn't all that creative. "But his friends call him Bozark Xylonfatelaresh." It was remarkable how the hero's surname came out so swiftly, in contrast to his other words. "He-he fights basic bad guys, really, like--"
Nebulos looked up in surprise when he heard a sudden thud. He looked sideways, finding Lunira there. He blinked once, then looked past her, his gaze lifting and there seeing Cyril on top of the backrest of the couch. Which was odd, because Ynda had been there barely a second ago. And now she wasn't.
Ah.
The teen blinked his eyes in mild confusion, wondering why his green friend had fallen to the floor. Ynda was hardly the clumsy type. Despite his shyness, a small, involuntary chuckle managed to escape him, making his shoulders shake lightly.
Masurao, too, had briefly been distracted when the green girl had left the sofa in a rather ungraceful manner. Sitting near the window, he had had a good view of her tumble behind the couch and he watched her clamber to her feet, looking rather flustered for reasons he could not name.
The wolfboy didn't react to the event, but turned back to face the scene at his side. Which, after a few moments, made his stoic expression change into one of bewilderment when the aquatic green boy started to unbutton his blouse to display his midriff for all to see. Any reasons as to why this was, Masurao could not find. He cast it aside by a brief glance at the ceiling, deciding not to dwell upon these matters, as things like these weren't so uncommon around here anyway.
Quiet still, Masurao now shifted his gaze more deeply into the room, and realized that Niji was no longer there. Even though, over the years, he had learned to let the girl wander around by herself from time to time (as long as she didn't go out without informing him), he couldn't help but reprimand himself a bit, as he had not noticed her leave. He flicked his tail gently, before throwing his gaze back outside the window, deciding that if she did not return in the next hour, he'd set out to search her himself.
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Post by ChyukiPastukiSuzuki on Dec 31, 2009 14:25:51 GMT -5
"Oh, shut up, and sit down."
Dengeki tilted his head slightly in confusion at the order, now seeing the seriousness in Ynda’s eyes. He shrugged and sat cross-legged on the ground, silently watching her attempt to heal his scar.
“Hey, I didn’t know you could-“, He trailed off, awestruck at the red glow emitting from her hands. He continued to watch, mesmerized by the ability, only to turn his head away when she spoke again.
"Sorry... Turns out I can't heal scars,"
“Huh? Oh, its okay, it’s like my battle scar.” A weak smile crossed his face. Not expecting her next gesture.
He then felt her lips brush against his skin, causing his cheeks to flush and his whole body to tense. For the first time, he was truly speechless. He turned his head away from her in an attempt to hide his blue face. When he regained his ability to speak after a few minutes, all he could manage were three quiet words.
“What….was that?”
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