☇ Lightning (
thestormishere) wrote2011-12-28 05:45 pm
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[ It's absolutely freezing and the village is covered in snow, but although Lightning would usually be all for avoiding that kind of weather like the beach-town native from Cocoon she is, today she's out anyway... and accompanying Baldr, who has definitely been inside way too much lately.
Hard to believe that a year ago saw her struggling with what to do with the little puppy she suddenly found herself saddled with, but now? That little black fluffball is a full-grown dog: long-haired, well-muscled... and currently bounding about, snuffling through the white covering, and chatting back to his pink-haired human about his various findings. Still a puppy at heart sometimes, that's for sure.
And while he doesn't run up to just anyone and bowl them over or anything - look at who his trainer is, come on - he does pay special attention to anyone else who happens to be out as well, ears perked forward, snow in his ruff, and a hearty Hello! to most who cross their path.
As for Lightning herself, she's... a noticeable contrast, solemn and distracted as she keeps an eye on the dog, making her way slowly into the middle of town. A visit to the flowershop later, and she's carrying something pretty unusual: a small bunch of pale pink crysanthemums. Where she's heading after that, however, remains to be seen. ]
Hard to believe that a year ago saw her struggling with what to do with the little puppy she suddenly found herself saddled with, but now? That little black fluffball is a full-grown dog: long-haired, well-muscled... and currently bounding about, snuffling through the white covering, and chatting back to his pink-haired human about his various findings. Still a puppy at heart sometimes, that's for sure.
And while he doesn't run up to just anyone and bowl them over or anything - look at who his trainer is, come on - he does pay special attention to anyone else who happens to be out as well, ears perked forward, snow in his ruff, and a hearty Hello! to most who cross their path.
As for Lightning herself, she's... a noticeable contrast, solemn and distracted as she keeps an eye on the dog, making her way slowly into the middle of town. A visit to the flowershop later, and she's carrying something pretty unusual: a small bunch of pale pink crysanthemums. Where she's heading after that, however, remains to be seen. ]
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[ Well, I = her and Baldr, of course. If that's what Seto wants, anyway. Before he freezes to death and all. ]
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[He's back to smiling now. In the back of his head, he's telling himself to just let her go on with her day since he doesn't want to be a burden or stop her from whatever she was doing... but he really wants her company.]
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[ Though she doesn't sound all that excited about it. She motions with her free hand to Baldr, who takes it as signal to move away and does just that, going out in an arc to go back to his exploring.
Not that Seto will probably even notice; Lightning sneaks another look at the young man's eyes as she tugs him towards a way a little more worn down in the snow. ]
... Where is it?
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Building three.
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Got it.
[ She just pulls him in that direction, her gaze and thoughts drifting. ]
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It isn't that he wasn't comfortable or anything, but he just wanted to see something. He can't help but smile now that he's confirmed it]
You're warm, Lightning.
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Lightning's fine when Seto chooses to pull out of her hold, but kind of flinches when he goes for a hand-in-hand act instead. It took her a while to get used to that kind of thing with even her close friends, okay? With even her boyfriend.
And that comment... just, what? Suddenly, she turns into a woman who flusters irritably, stiffening, her actions jerky as if she's an old-timey robot. ]
Well, yeah.
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I-I'm sorry. I just... [-like to be reminded this is all still real.] ...thought this would be okay.
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J-just a little further to his building... ;; ]
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I'm sorry...
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Don't be.
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[He wishes he could see her face, to see if she's angry or sad or what... ]
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[ Gosh, her tone is definitely one of frustration, but though it sounds like something you'd say before finally tacking on a forced explanation or such, she resists again and just trails off there, eyes firmly ahead, breathing out a sigh. ]
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[DID HE JUST MAKE THINGS WORSE.... sob he's really horrible at this]
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[ Back to that, yes. But gosh, what more does he want? Outright admittance of her standoffish nature from her own mouth? You'd think that was already pretty obvious... although then again, he totally missed the hint that first time they met too, so... ]
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'kay...