☇ Lightning (
thestormishere) wrote2011-11-26 09:41 pm
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Entry tags:
- !ic,
- !luceti,
- *event: horoscopes,
- @aerith,
- @derek bliss,
- @hubert,
- @jason st. andrews,
- @robert,
- @yuekito,
- @zack fair,
- alright everyone,
- come at me bro,
- couched for a reason,
- didn't have this on cocoon,
- it's freaking cold,
- not an expert but,
- stop messing up my personality!,
- that's a tortoise,
- this isn't hard to understand,
- tortoises live on land,
- turtles live in water,
- why is the devil going to georgia?
☈ strike #18 (video/...action?)
ARIES
- You'll get 'The Devil Went Down to Georgia' stuck in your head for the next week.
- You will find a turtle in your laundry.
- Just go sleep on the couch tonight. You don't want to know why.
- Hide it, no one saw!
[ Like everyone else, Lightning wasn't really sure what to think about the odd message that showed up at the front of her journal recently, but it's fairly late in the evening before she makes an appearance on there too-- publicly, without even any filters in place to exclude certain people! An unusual decision perhaps, but... here she is anyway, looking as mildly annoyed as ever as she brushes hair from her face and frowns deeply. Her words are clipped and serious. ]
A few things.
Anyone care to explain the reasoning - if any - of this experiment? [ A beat. ] Actually, I'd just like to know if there's a pattern between the words listed at the top and the sort of guidelines everyone's getting beneath them. Is there anyone looking into this?
[ No, she doesn't understand the concept of a zodiac or the point of astrological horoscopes, shut up. Something like that is a little difficult when nobody else from your world has seen stars or even the real sun in five centuries, you know!
But in any case. ]
Second, does anyone have information on something that's called... [ Another slight pause, this one perhaps a bit embarrassed? Naaaah. ] 'The Devil Went Down to Georgia'?
... Third, this creature...
[ And here is where she leans aside slightly, rustling in what's apparently an 'off-screen' cardboard box a moment before she lifts this handsome beastie up- just long enough for the journal to capture the slow, cautious paddle of its legs in the air, as well as the pink-haired woman's dubious expression as she stares at it.
Then-- nothing, save for a soft sigh. Even though something's obviously eating at her about this, apparently that's all she can think of to say on the matter before giving up and just setting her journal aside to wait for any responses.
Also, to continue moping on the couch, with roughly half a dozen blankets around her. ]
- You'll get 'The Devil Went Down to Georgia' stuck in your head for the next week.
- You will find a turtle in your laundry.
- Just go sleep on the couch tonight. You don't want to know why.
- Hide it, no one saw!
[ Like everyone else, Lightning wasn't really sure what to think about the odd message that showed up at the front of her journal recently, but it's fairly late in the evening before she makes an appearance on there too-- publicly, without even any filters in place to exclude certain people! An unusual decision perhaps, but... here she is anyway, looking as mildly annoyed as ever as she brushes hair from her face and frowns deeply. Her words are clipped and serious. ]
A few things.
Anyone care to explain the reasoning - if any - of this experiment? [ A beat. ] Actually, I'd just like to know if there's a pattern between the words listed at the top and the sort of guidelines everyone's getting beneath them. Is there anyone looking into this?
[ No, she doesn't understand the concept of a zodiac or the point of astrological horoscopes, shut up. Something like that is a little difficult when nobody else from your world has seen stars or even the real sun in five centuries, you know!
But in any case. ]
Second, does anyone have information on something that's called... [ Another slight pause, this one perhaps a bit embarrassed? Naaaah. ] 'The Devil Went Down to Georgia'?
... Third, this creature...
[ And here is where she leans aside slightly, rustling in what's apparently an 'off-screen' cardboard box a moment before she lifts this handsome beastie up- just long enough for the journal to capture the slow, cautious paddle of its legs in the air, as well as the pink-haired woman's dubious expression as she stares at it.
Then-- nothing, save for a soft sigh. Even though something's obviously eating at her about this, apparently that's all she can think of to say on the matter before giving up and just setting her journal aside to wait for any responses.
Also, to continue moping on the couch, with roughly half a dozen blankets around her. ]
[Action]
What? Were you planning on sleeping on the couch too?
[ ... Question is, is he going to think ahead about his own answer? ]
[Action]
What, do you want me to?
[Okay so he didn't really think about it, but it was so very easy.]
1/2
...... ]
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I punch in my sleep.
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She rolls her eyes, circling around to try and sort out her goddamn blankets into a semblance of order again.
... Oh look, her own journal is here too! Except... that... is totally going right back into the depths of blanket and cushions. ]
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[ Lightning, distraught, picks Zack up and throws him through the wall and then cries a river and drowns in it.
Worst boyfriend ever. ]
and in an alternate universe...
...
Company might be nice, though.]
Well... it's your call, you know. Since you've claimed the couch.
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Sorry, man.Then? Have a lovely taste of the flat look treatment, chin leaned on her arm leaned on a knee brought up to her chest. Seeeeeriously?
Uh. ]
... You can sit here, but- you've got your own bed to sleep in, Fair.
[ Uncertain frown develops here, though. She doesn't want to be mad, but messed up behavior or no she was kind of weirded out there... ]
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I can deal with that! The company's all I'm after, anyway.
[Though maybe he can get a sneak peek at how she looks when she sleeps... does her expression get less intense? Is she - dare he say it - cute!?]
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... Because I'm great at conversations, right?
[ B|
And the question should be over if she can even relax enough now to look ~peaceful~ or whatever after that little scene... and with him hanging around, potentially watching her sleep. LIKE A CREEPER. >:I That isn't in her definition of romantic, bro- this ain't Twilight, gosh. ]
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[Duh Light, seriously. And for all his current silly behaviour, his tone is sincere.
...A-and he'd totally only watch her for like a minute. Max. Just to see!!]
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Hah... figures.
[ She sighs, but her lips are turned up just a little more than their usual neutral set... and she reaches out to push his shoulder with an open hand. Gently, fortunately.
Gdit she's totally enamored here. ]
Even when I beat the crap out of you?
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[Seriously though, they have the best dates. He leans closer in retaliation to her push, letting his shoulder bump against hers. Take that!]
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[ Preceded by a scandalized scoff! Zack, did you just admit to trying to beat up your girlfriend?? FOR SHAME.
Of course, Lightning's not an actor, so it's actually quite a bit quieter than her usual huff of indignation. And okay no, really. It's a good thing she can heal to make up for all the times she's gone tumbling end over end and gotten up dazed, huh? Stupid SOLDIERs and their super-strength!
She leeaaaaans away, twisting at the waist to push with her opposite hand this time. >:I ]
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I remember it happening a few times, actually... maybe I hit you too hard?
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[ THE MEANEST SHE'S EVER HAD, UGH. And what is he even trying to do-- fhdsuaf-- ghfnjdso... ]
Don't tip the couch again.
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And yes, he is a mean boyfriend. Case in point:]
You think if we put the couch outside, you'd still feel like you have to sleep on it?
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Lightning would shoot back something witty, but she's currently kind of too busy straightening and then punching Zack right in the chest- fortunately, not hard enough to bruise or tip the couch like she just insisted he not do.
And never mind it was totally her fault the last time, too.And then she crosses her arms with a sigh. >:| Definitely should have sent him to bed rather than letting him hang out with her, gawd. ]
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She'd probably punch him for that, too, so he just shrugs, tilting back to use his hands as pillows.]
Relax, I wouldn't do that. [Even if it would be kind of funny to see for a few minutes.] Anyway, you'll probably get to tease me twice as hard once whatever this thing is hits me, too.
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She just tilts her head and busies herself running a hand through her long hair and smoothing it down, though the other arm mostly stays in place over her chest. About his predictions? She rolls her eyes after a moment. ]
You're not gay.
[ She... definitely knows that much, at least. ]
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Definitely could've told you that. This thing would be kind of awkward if I was, huh?
[The whole... dating a chick that could kick his ass thing.]
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Just a little.
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[Awww yeah he has a hot girlfriend, yes he does.]
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