[ Beth lets herself be knocked over with a faint shriek and a laugh, curling onto her side and pressing her back against his chest. She pulls his arm around her waist more and rests her head on her arm, smiling softly. This was putting her at ease. ]
It's not? That kinda sucks. And what do you mean, good night. It's three thirty in the afternoon.
[His voice is muffled by her neck, but he finally lifts his head with a grin and rests his chin on her shoulder so he can talk, his arm still cinched securely around her waist. If she's paying attention, it may feel like he's got both arms looped around her, one across her chest along with the one that actually is around her waist.]
There's this coffee shop I always go to back home, and the guy who runs it? His dad always says that a prophecy can be a blessing. It lets us prepare for the future, not all are set in stone, and when documented? They remember the lives they sometimes claim. But I dunno...I guess Merlin would spout that kinda touchy-feely garbage.
[ Bethany enjoys the feel of any part of him around her, so she is not about to complain. Instead, she relaxes more into the hold for a moment before carefully rolling over to face him. ]
It's never not going to amaze me that you know Merlin. One day, when we can, I'd love to go to your world to meet him.
Yes. Good. That. Also? My sister, Rachel. You're gonna try her cooking and fall in love with her. Seriously, she's like five feet of sunshine wrapped in a tasteful shabby chic little bag with sparkles and sequins all over it. Oh, and my mom and dad, too.
Oh! And my Aunt Cyne and Uncle Elan. [Grinning, he wags his eyebrows at her lasciviously.] Did I mention my uncle's the Big Bad Wolf?
That's 'cause they are. Rachel's the most awesome, though.
[Doting big brother?...fuck yes. Man is in love with his baby sister, but Bethany already knows this intimately.]
When they manage to find my world with the hopper-thingy, I want to take you back there. Show you my version of New Orleans, introduce you to my family, spend a full moon in the woods.
[He thinks about that for a second...letting the change take him, racing through the trees with his speedster girlfriend who can beat him hands down...
Yes, she can totally feel him grinning like an idiot against her neck as he presses his face there for a second.]
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It's not? That kinda sucks. And what do you mean, good night. It's three thirty in the afternoon.
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[His voice is muffled by her neck, but he finally lifts his head with a grin and rests his chin on her shoulder so he can talk, his arm still cinched securely around her waist. If she's paying attention, it may feel like he's got both arms looped around her, one across her chest along with the one that actually is around her waist.]
There's this coffee shop I always go to back home, and the guy who runs it? His dad always says that a prophecy can be a blessing. It lets us prepare for the future, not all are set in stone, and when documented? They remember the lives they sometimes claim. But I dunno...I guess Merlin would spout that kinda touchy-feely garbage.
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It's never not going to amaze me that you know Merlin. One day, when we can, I'd love to go to your world to meet him.
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Oh! And my Aunt Cyne and Uncle Elan. [Grinning, he wags his eyebrows at her lasciviously.] Did I mention my uncle's the Big Bad Wolf?
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[ It's okay. She likes hearing about it. ]
They sound amazing. Your whole family, I mean.
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[Doting big brother?...fuck yes. Man is in love with his baby sister, but Bethany already knows this intimately.]
When they manage to find my world with the hopper-thingy, I want to take you back there. Show you my version of New Orleans, introduce you to my family, spend a full moon in the woods.
[He thinks about that for a second...letting the change take him, racing through the trees with his speedster girlfriend who can beat him hands down...
Yes, she can totally feel him grinning like an idiot against her neck as he presses his face there for a second.]