generalflirt | ~♥THIRTY-ONE♥~

[Huff.

Great. Like she didn't worry about him enough.

Loud. Exasperated. Breath.]

Edited 2012-02-28 23:20 (UTC)

Maaah, Linda, don't... do that. Wow this feels weird...

[Laughing, he allows the mouse to bounce off his chest before he sits up to smile at Katara]

[Frown.

And Katara stretches across the space between them to give him a punishing poke on the chest.]

Jerk.

[Yes, it's all your fault. Linda is a day old and couldn't help it. Clearly, this sally and retreat in and out of his personal space will come off without a hitch, and also with all the threatening intention she can muster.

...even if his hair looks ridiculous and she kind of wants to smooth it down next.

...all the same. Hmph.]

[Oh, but it won't. In face, after the poke, he reaches out and lightly takes hold of her arm, leaning forward in the same motion. It's only a gentle grip, but he's smirking something fierce now]

Oh, am I?

Edited 2012-02-28 23:30 (UTC)

[She glances down at his hand on her arm - really, you invited reciprocity when you touched him, Katara, but still, you can't let him - and then back at his face.]

Yup.

[...it's hard to maintain her serious look in the light of his hair and that smirk, but she does her best to anyway. And she leans to the side, a light first attempt at shaking off his hand.]

Well, that's a shame.

[he keeps the arm in place. He keeps the body in place. But the smirk remains. His fair is still silly. Holding position]

[...she really should pull away right now. And she will. But she's so curious about what he's up to she decides to hesitate for a moment, although she doesn't let up on the light pull against his grip.]

And why is that?

Because I would like to impress you.

[He listens his grip just a bit, but he leans his face in a bit closer]

[Her heart thuds painfully. She's let this go too far.

She leans back a little.]

Yeah?

[And then tugs her arm free, reaching out to ruffle his Einstein-eque hairdo.]

Then you might want to do something about your hair.

[She drops her hand quickly enough after that, further retreating into her personal space bubble. Do Not Pass.]

What, you didn't want to do that?

[He does let go, and sort of settles into a light position near her. Smiling]

[She will neither confirm nor deny! She just gives him an arch look and... debates scooting a little further away.]

It's still messed up.

[You've got one of those antenna things going, dude.]

[Nope, too far! He's going to scoot after her, actually. ...Amusingly, so too does Linda, following her lead. It probably looks comical with the horn things]

[While she'd normally be annoyed at this and pause just there to draw the line nice and big and bold - Linda following along tickles her fancy.

She glances up at Masaomi and makes eye contact, then down at Linda again, and then she scoots further to the side.

Will Masaomi pick up on her lead and follow suit? And what will Linda do?]

[...What is she? He glances at Linda. Oh. He'll scoot to follow her lead. Linda is then perplexed. She was standing and walking but okay. She'll just like... puff out her cheeks and then wander around after them]

[Pfff.] She's adorable.

[And then she gives Masaomi a knowing look, holds out her hand and points at him.] But you stay over there.

[A final scoot.]

[What! Pout! Mean. Oh well, he'll stay here and let Linda be in his lap. :| ]

She is pretty cute.

What made Gold decide to give her to you?

Well.... Well technically, Aitaro [Gold's purple monkey with the hand-tail] decided on me.

Oh. [Well that's - weird. Unless...]

Is he her father?

I... [...] Well, Chuchu is probably her mother so- [Logically, that might be the only one?]

Chuchu?

Yellow-chan's electric rat.

[...he says this probably meaner than he should have. Linda uses thundershock (on his hand) in return for that, and he yelps again]

[Eyebrow.

And then she shrugs a little.]

You shouldn't talk about her mother that way.

[...yup, siding with Linda again.]

Welll-! [Whiiiiine. Linda pushes out her cheeks. Proudly]

[A nod at Linda. You go girl.]

You deserved it.

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