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sweethymns2016-05-22 06:35 pm
formidable) wrote in sweethymns2016-05-22 06:35 pm
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Pictures in the Dark
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[He looks at her, furrowing his brow in consideration.]
Yeah. I mean, my family doesn't live out here, and it's not like my apartment is really big enough to host a bunch of people over or anything.
[Which really, is mostly an excuse and nothing else. It's not like he couldn't squeeze in two or three people without much trouble; it's just that he's too used to being withdrawn and isolated.]
Yeah. I mean, my family doesn't live out here, and it's not like my apartment is really big enough to host a bunch of people over or anything.
[Which really, is mostly an excuse and nothing else. It's not like he couldn't squeeze in two or three people without much trouble; it's just that he's too used to being withdrawn and isolated.]
Yeah... The usual stuff is probably going to give them a heart attack and a bad impression to boot.
[Iona feels a little self-conscious when thinking of the possibility of being known to his family. It's... Weird. And she and Oren will probably have to tread delicately, especially for Michael's sake and theirs.]
Think they'll be surprised?
[Iona feels a little self-conscious when thinking of the possibility of being known to his family. It's... Weird. And she and Oren will probably have to tread delicately, especially for Michael's sake and theirs.]
Think they'll be surprised?
[The swarm creature, fixes what's supposed to be its beady eyes on the four of them before stumbling backwards as a result of the invisible force executed by Jake. It doesn't quite fall over, but parts of it burst or scatter into individual bugs.
A few of them fly towards Oren who simply holds out his hand (and for a split second there's a flicker and his hand looks like it's covered in luminous crystals) and there's a burst of light that deters and disintegrates the bugs. He nods in confirmation.]
Keep doing that.
I'll burn.
A few of them fly towards Oren who simply holds out his hand (and for a split second there's a flicker and his hand looks like it's covered in luminous crystals) and there's a burst of light that deters and disintegrates the bugs. He nods in confirmation.]
Keep doing that.
I'll burn.
Hm?
[A curtain of dark hair is idly brushed behind one ear and the owner glances down at Malus with a strikingly lovely hazel eye (the other eye is hidden behind her hair). The young woman is dressed in a rather bold beach dress. There's a certain grace this person displays, what with her long limbs and full lips that have caught the attention of some of the guys at the party (and a few women too), but she looked as if she was of in her own world.
Lulu, feels her right eye tingle beneath her static eyelid and she tilts her head at Malus. Curious. Curious, curious, curious. Most of the time, Lulu had an immediate impression of individual people she came across. This man though? With his tinted accent, his and his pale disposition that seemed to define his entire being?
It feels like a long moment before she finally replies, simply:]
Oh? You want to burn to a crisp then?
[NAILED IT.]
[A curtain of dark hair is idly brushed behind one ear and the owner glances down at Malus with a strikingly lovely hazel eye (the other eye is hidden behind her hair). The young woman is dressed in a rather bold beach dress. There's a certain grace this person displays, what with her long limbs and full lips that have caught the attention of some of the guys at the party (and a few women too), but she looked as if she was of in her own world.
Lulu, feels her right eye tingle beneath her static eyelid and she tilts her head at Malus. Curious. Curious, curious, curious. Most of the time, Lulu had an immediate impression of individual people she came across. This man though? With his tinted accent, his and his pale disposition that seemed to define his entire being?
It feels like a long moment before she finally replies, simply:]
Oh? You want to burn to a crisp then?
[NAILED IT.]
[Malus is no stranger to quips that disguise themselves as mere questions -- he spent much of his human life in Britain, after all. It makes him press his lips together in a frown, and he opens his eyes (grey and unaffected), propping his weight up on one elbow and looking at whoever addressed him in such a way.
And well, it's a young woman. A particularly attractive one, but Malus doesn't seemed fazed one way or another; he lets slip the intonation of someone dancing on the outskirts of sarcasm.]
You're oddly shaped for a beach umbrella.
[Since, you know, it's his business whether or not he wants to burn, thanks!]
And well, it's a young woman. A particularly attractive one, but Malus doesn't seemed fazed one way or another; he lets slip the intonation of someone dancing on the outskirts of sarcasm.]
You're oddly shaped for a beach umbrella.
[Since, you know, it's his business whether or not he wants to burn, thanks!]
[Wow. WOW.
Lulu is silent for a second before glancing between Malus and the pool. And then she looks back at him and with a lightness in her voice that edges on iciness, she says:]
Well, you're not too far from the pool so I could afford to toss you in to cool down instead of being your umbrella. So to speak.
Lulu is silent for a second before glancing between Malus and the pool. And then she looks back at him and with a lightness in her voice that edges on iciness, she says:]
Well, you're not too far from the pool so I could afford to toss you in to cool down instead of being your umbrella. So to speak.
[Ok, did he seriously just get threatened to be thrown into the pool by this woman? His expression may be difficult to read, other than the faintly etched frown, but it's obvious that he balks a bit at the idea of being thrown into the water, if the way he looks askance at the pool means anything.]
Or you could simply move and let me burn if I wish it. [He sits up fully now, with an exhale. He knows stubbornness when he sees it.] Besides, not much of a threat, tossing someone into the pool at a pool party. People half expect it.
[AKA he ain't worried]
Or you could simply move and let me burn if I wish it. [He sits up fully now, with an exhale. He knows stubbornness when he sees it.] Besides, not much of a threat, tossing someone into the pool at a pool party. People half expect it.
[AKA he ain't worried]
[She puts her hands up slightly in a shrug as if conceding.]
Alright, alright. You did say please after all...
[And then with one hand on her hip, Lulu gestures with the other hand, indicating for Malus to move.]
Scoot over then. If the sun's so great, you can afford to share your seat.
[In fact?? Lulu's not even going to wait. There's a small space and she's slender enough so she plops herself right next to the grumpy company that's confronted her.]
Alright, alright. You did say please after all...
[And then with one hand on her hip, Lulu gestures with the other hand, indicating for Malus to move.]
Scoot over then. If the sun's so great, you can afford to share your seat.
[In fact?? Lulu's not even going to wait. There's a small space and she's slender enough so she plops herself right next to the grumpy company that's confronted her.]
[Um wat excuse you]
You- bloody hell...
[No time to protest, suddenly the strange woman is lounging right next to him, close enough that there aren't even inches between them to spare. He shifts his weight over, but it doesn't help much.
So pushy!]
Are you sure you wouldn't rather swim? I'm sure there's a group of young men in that corner of the pool that would love to have your attention, instead. [They've been flirting with every woman that's passed by, at least.]
You- bloody hell...
[No time to protest, suddenly the strange woman is lounging right next to him, close enough that there aren't even inches between them to spare. He shifts his weight over, but it doesn't help much.
So pushy!]
Are you sure you wouldn't rather swim? I'm sure there's a group of young men in that corner of the pool that would love to have your attention, instead. [They've been flirting with every woman that's passed by, at least.]
[She flips her hair, very much the definition of unconcerned at this point. Neither is she bothered by the lack of space between them. Pushy indeed. At his suggestion, Lulu does a small shoulder shrug.]
If they're interested, they can approach me first. But the fact that I haven't even gone over in the pool corner means I'm not wasting my time with uninteresting men.
If they're interested, they can approach me first. But the fact that I haven't even gone over in the pool corner means I'm not wasting my time with uninteresting men.
Then why are you wasting your time with me?
[Direct as ever. Also, he's fully sitting up at this point, sitting right on the edge of the chaise. (How annoying!)]
What's your name? [If he's going to be bothered by this girl, he might as well know that much. A long time ago, he would have been beyond irritable at this development. Now? It's just kinda barely moving the needle.]
[Direct as ever. Also, he's fully sitting up at this point, sitting right on the edge of the chaise. (How annoying!)]
What's your name? [If he's going to be bothered by this girl, he might as well know that much. A long time ago, he would have been beyond irritable at this development. Now? It's just kinda barely moving the needle.]
[Oh my god- He makes a move to swat away her hand-] Don't. [-but it's too late. Forehead officially poked. Twice.
Why is he being treated like a little kid? That's almost enough to derail him from the actual implications of the question she asked.]
And what kind of question is that? [People don't ask him that. Normal people, at least.] What do I look like?
Why is he being treated like a little kid? That's almost enough to derail him from the actual implications of the question she asked.]
And what kind of question is that? [People don't ask him that. Normal people, at least.] What do I look like?
[Malus blinks, because honestly, this is treading on the outskirts of being plain confusing. Her reactions are strange, but individuality was always something he struggled with when trying to read the emotions of humans. It tired him, how varying they could all be at times.]
What's easier? [Because yes, he heard that.]
What's easier? [Because yes, he heard that.]
To pick on of course!
[Lulu waggles her finger at him as if the answer is obvious, vindictive as it was.]
Human males have a tendency to swagger around to try and make their physical presence more intimidating than it actually is. It's much more fun when you remind them that the opposite is true.
[Somehow, it's getting wildly off-topic, but that's Lulu for you.]
[Lulu waggles her finger at him as if the answer is obvious, vindictive as it was.]
Human males have a tendency to swagger around to try and make their physical presence more intimidating than it actually is. It's much more fun when you remind them that the opposite is true.
[Somehow, it's getting wildly off-topic, but that's Lulu for you.]
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