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[There is a noise not unlike an elongated shriek from Kokoro's apartment. Well. She's had a pleasant 18 years on this earth. She collects herself after several long moments.]
or... *that*, right?
[Kokoro seriously contemplates whether or not dying is worth it.]
I can't hold someone's hand for days, that'd be weird, but I guess the alternative is also. . .
What do you suggest would be best? Help!!
or... *that*, right?
[Kokoro seriously contemplates whether or not dying is worth it.]
I can't hold someone's hand for days, that'd be weird, but I guess the alternative is also. . .
What do you suggest would be best? Help!!
Yeah. Yeah, it would.
[At least there isn't anyone at home that would've objected to this, right? Right.]
See you soon... I guess?
[You know, enough time to dig a hole and throw herself into it just in case. She can feel herself growing a little colder and tries to calm down. It's fine. Mista was a good guy, and probably wouldn't do anything weird, and if he did, she would pop his head like a melon between her thighs.]
[At least there isn't anyone at home that would've objected to this, right? Right.]
See you soon... I guess?
[You know, enough time to dig a hole and throw herself into it just in case. She can feel herself growing a little colder and tries to calm down. It's fine. Mista was a good guy, and probably wouldn't do anything weird, and if he did, she would pop his head like a melon between her thighs.]
[Kokoro knew he was coming. But that didn't stop her from jumping a bit in surprise.]
Just a minute!
[OK, she looked cute as usual. The fox ears were new, but they didn't bother her hairstyle over much (how hard was it to mess up a ponytail?). She gave herself a clenched-teeth smile in the mirror and slapped her cheeks a couple of times to embolden herself. Everything was going to be fine.
She opened the door and tried to ignore the feeling that her ears were moving.]
Seriously, thanks for this.
Just a minute!
[OK, she looked cute as usual. The fox ears were new, but they didn't bother her hairstyle over much (how hard was it to mess up a ponytail?). She gave herself a clenched-teeth smile in the mirror and slapped her cheeks a couple of times to embolden herself. Everything was going to be fine.
She opened the door and tried to ignore the feeling that her ears were moving.]
Seriously, thanks for this.
H-hey!
[She flushed pink. The ear he pinched twitched under his fingers.]
Yeah, I can definitely understand how not having anyone would be A Problem. Um, come in. Do you want anything to drink? I have juice and water. And aloe juice. I don't drink soda, so... sorry if you like that.
[There was no way she was going to break her diet. Her coach would absolutely murder her.
Still, she stepped away from the door to let him in. The benefit to being a yuki-onna was at least that you didn't get sweaty. Or nervous sweaty, thank God.]
[She flushed pink. The ear he pinched twitched under his fingers.]
Yeah, I can definitely understand how not having anyone would be A Problem. Um, come in. Do you want anything to drink? I have juice and water. And aloe juice. I don't drink soda, so... sorry if you like that.
[There was no way she was going to break her diet. Her coach would absolutely murder her.
Still, she stepped away from the door to let him in. The benefit to being a yuki-onna was at least that you didn't get sweaty. Or nervous sweaty, thank God.]
[Unsurprisingly, her living room was actually very neat and clean, in green and white with accents of pink. A volleyball was in a chair next to the couch, but that really was the only outlier.]
No, I know you're not.
[OK, maybe she worried about it a little. But just a little, OK!? A girl had to be careful - which was absolutely her mother over her shoulder warning her. Sorry, Mista.]
Anyway, I decided if you were, I'd pop your head like a melon with my thighs. But you're a pretty neat person, so...
No, I know you're not.
[OK, maybe she worried about it a little. But just a little, OK!? A girl had to be careful - which was absolutely her mother over her shoulder warning her. Sorry, Mista.]
Anyway, I decided if you were, I'd pop your head like a melon with my thighs. But you're a pretty neat person, so...
Edited 2020-10-25 08:26 (UTC)
[Kokoro closed the door behind him and looked away.]
Nothing! I didn't decide anything!
[Oh God, there's no way he didn't hear, right? Oh noooo. If it was Suguru or Ulf, they would've laughed it off, but he was new. He didn't know that she played so much volleyball that she definitely could do that. You had to have good muscles to jump as high as she did to spike a ball down.]
You didn't hear anything!
Nothing! I didn't decide anything!
[Oh God, there's no way he didn't hear, right? Oh noooo. If it was Suguru or Ulf, they would've laughed it off, but he was new. He didn't know that she played so much volleyball that she definitely could do that. You had to have good muscles to jump as high as she did to spike a ball down.]
You didn't hear anything!
[For a few seconds, Kokoro sagged in relief. That's right, they were just not going to bring it up, for both their sakes. Maybe wearing a skirt was not the best idea she'd had, but she'd wanted to be cute.
Oh well, it is what it is.]
Yeah...
[Kokoro laughed weakly. Crisis averted.]
Anyway, um, why don't you take a seat and I'll sit down on the floor. It's weird, but I usually sat that way with some friends of mine back home.
[And it made her feel small, which was an added bonus.]
Oh well, it is what it is.]
Yeah...
[Kokoro laughed weakly. Crisis averted.]
Anyway, um, why don't you take a seat and I'll sit down on the floor. It's weird, but I usually sat that way with some friends of mine back home.
[And it made her feel small, which was an added bonus.]
I'm used to like, cuddling people who watch Norwegian soap operas for fun, but it's kinda forward to to let me sit between your knees like that.
[Suddenly, she had great appreciate for tormenting poor Ulf for the last two years. Ah. Hindsight. Her eyes opened wide in recognition, and she laughed.]
Oh no, poor Ulf. Uh, for now, just take my hand and we'll go from there? Yeah, that sounds good for now.
[Suddenly, she had great appreciate for tormenting poor Ulf for the last two years. Ah. Hindsight. Her eyes opened wide in recognition, and she laughed.]
Oh no, poor Ulf. Uh, for now, just take my hand and we'll go from there? Yeah, that sounds good for now.
[ he should have known, welp, better be blunt ]
Like a date. I mean like a date.
Like a date. I mean like a date.
I don't see why not. Is there something wrong with you that I should know?
[ He's...teasing, he thinks? He'll go with a straightforward answer. It seems like something that this guy needs. ]
You seem nice. That's the type of person worth time and effort, after all.
[ It's not entirely a lie, either. Of course, there's a certain appeal of someone who's kind. ]
[ He's...teasing, he thinks? He'll go with a straightforward answer. It seems like something that this guy needs. ]
You seem nice. That's the type of person worth time and effort, after all.
[ It's not entirely a lie, either. Of course, there's a certain appeal of someone who's kind. ]
Just checking. The day after tomorrow, then. Is that fine with you, too?
[ enough time without seeming...needy? ]
[ enough time without seeming...needy? ]
They're... Well, I had to ask Ulf about the storylines pretty often, but the one he watched had all the good tropes. Evil twins, love affairs. A lot of the time I'd ask him what was happening, but half the time I'd just make up my own storyline. Also?
Not a great way to learn a language unless you want to sound dramatic all the time.
[She grinned. Her hands were just a little colder than one might expect from such an active girl. Maybe a lower heart rate.]
Not a great way to learn a language unless you want to sound dramatic all the time.
[She grinned. Her hands were just a little colder than one might expect from such an active girl. Maybe a lower heart rate.]
[She thought about it for a moment, thumbs stroking his idly as she concentrated.]
Mmm... not really. Dad teaches me phrases, and then doesn't tell me exactly what they mean, so I could literally be telling someone to fuck all the way off in five languages, instead of like, asking where I am.
Like, I know ciao and bella in Italian, but also... Ti metto un remo in culo e ti sventolo per l’aria. What does that mean? I just don't know. It makes Dad laugh, though.
Mmm... not really. Dad teaches me phrases, and then doesn't tell me exactly what they mean, so I could literally be telling someone to fuck all the way off in five languages, instead of like, asking where I am.
Like, I know ciao and bella in Italian, but also... Ti metto un remo in culo e ti sventolo per l’aria. What does that mean? I just don't know. It makes Dad laugh, though.
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