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 Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 1:53 pm
 Savvy put a lot of hard thinking into it between the time that she left and his punch out time. Not even the waitresses incessant teasing could pull him from it, and as he settled on the idea that he was leaving for the first time since he'd gone in to work, his tail fell flat and lifeless.
He shouldered his back pack and collected his paycheck with the others, looking very blank. There was now literally nothing holding him to this place, this town. He got outside and found Penelope sitting on the side walk with her hood up, humming to herself. She'd waited for him. The concept put life in his tail again and his body moved before his brain could catch what was happening. He picked up her shoes and offered a hand to help her stand up, "I've never been very fashion forward, so what kind of cut do you think would think would look good?"
Maybe...he over thought things just a little too much.
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 2:12 pm
 P e n e l o p e S p r i n g s t i e n ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ »» Take my h a n d
I promise it won't h u r t The pale girl smiled slightly as she grasped Savvy's hand, pulling herself up and to bothering to let go of it. She examined him for a moment, reaching out with her free hand to brush his hair from his face. "A Mohawk might look nice, if you get it short enough that you can spike it up. Then it could show off your handsome eyes." she said in that same soft voice he had heard when they first met. She reached up to run a hand through his hair, taking a step closer. Her skin seemed to glow under the moonlight, adding to the beauty of immortality. She leaned in close, pressing her lips up against his ear so only he could hear the sentence she was about to speak."Why don't you just lay low for a few days, stick around just a little longer. If you leave now.. It might look suspicious. You could stay with me, I'd like that. Plus, I really don't want you to leave just yet." there was a tinge of sadness in her voice, a frown tugging at her rose colored lips as she locked her gaze with his.
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Little Broken Puppet Captain
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 2:34 pm
Her lips tickled the inner hairs of his dog style ears, it flicked a few times while she spoke. "Then you better keep a tight grip on my hand or else I might run away," He answered borrowing a little bit of her devious attitude. He changed the subject as he took the lead in the direction she left in earlier to go home, "Are you sure a Mohawk would be best, I do have a funny situation going on with my ears and no matter what I do the scars are gonna show up more. Maybe an Emo cut?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 2:42 pm
P e n e l o p e S p r i n g s t i e n ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ »» Take my h a n d
I promise it won't h u r t Smiling softly and seizing her opportunity, Penelope squeezed his hand tighter, managing to link her arm through his while still holding on. She looked up at him from the corner of her eye, nodding as he suggested the alternate cut. "That would look nice too. Either way you'll still look nice." even though he smelt of greasy fried food, she didn't really care right now. All that mattered was he wasn't leaving yet, so she still had time. And if she tried hard enough, she could convince that detective that Savvy didnt fit the profile at all.
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Little Broken Puppet Captain
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 3:03 pm
The rest of the trip to her home was spent in silence. Not much else needed saying once they decided to try both looks, Emo sounded perfect in theory but in practice it might just give him an unwanted flare towards fabulousness.
In the night's quiet and peace, the slightest noise would echo in the wind. So when his stomach growled, it reached roaring bear levels. "I guess that pretty much sums up my question about dinner," He let himself laugh to keep from retreating to a bashful silence.
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 3:24 pm
P e n e l o p e S p r i n g s t i e n ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ »» Take my h a n d
I promise it won't h u r t They turned onto a rather deserted street, since everyone was in bed at this hour. All the houses down the road looked rather expensive and pretty, and it wouldn't be hard to spot which one was Penelope's. She walked up to a large house made out of dark stone, pulling a key from her pocket and putting it in the bright red door. "I'll fix something up for you when you settle in." she said smoothly, swinging the door open and stepping inside the house. Sliding her coat off, she slung it onto the coat hanger, setting her bag down by the door. "There is a room upstairs to the left, I think there are still some guys clothes in there, don't ask." she told him, walking into the kitchen and flipping the light on.
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 3:48 pm
Sebastian stayed in the foyer, looking around at all the pretty, delicate knick-knacks. Women's houses didn't hold as much worth for him but the knick-knacks were his favorite part of picking around them. Separating from her again brought back that paranoia, if she did the cooking she could poison him and put an end to her troubles with this Fed. That didn't sound right though, she had put up such a fight to get him here, to keep him around, why would she do that? Then again how could she betray him if he wasn't? He glanced at the door, feeling it's tug, and shut it out by scrunching his face and dropping his bag.
He poked around the ground floor, instinctively seeing ways to defend himself in the environment and recording escape routes. Eventually he worked his way to the kitchen and sat at the table. "This is unusually awkward."
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 4:04 pm
P e n e l o p e S p r i n g s t i e n ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ »» Take my h a n d
I promise it won't h u r t Smirking, Penelope glanced over her shoulder at him, raising an eyebrow. "Why do you say that? I hope your hungry. Judging by how fast you put away that breakfast this morning, I'd say you are. Making you dinner is the least I can do for you." turning her focus back towards the meat she was cooking, Penelope dropped her spatula quickly and walked over to a high-tech looking stereo, and turned it on. A beautiful melody slid it's way across the room as she did a little spin and smiled, returning to the stove. The piece was obviously piano, seeing as how that was Penelope's favorite kind, and it also seemed to have a calming affect on the whole situation.
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 4:33 pm
Sebastian sat his head down on his arms, sprawling a little on the table top, "I just don't really know what to do with self here you know? Kinda feels like I'm back in foster care." The music was lovely and set his mind at ease, pounding a deep dent in his anxieties. "As for me being hungry, you might want to revisit that thinking before I eat you out of house and home...I'm like a bottomless pit, it's miracle I'm not fat."
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 10:35 am
P e n e l o p e S p r i n g s t i e n ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ »» Take my h a n d
I promise it won't h u r t She continued to cook, doing little twirls here and there, in her own little world. About half an hour later, she set a large plate filled with what seemed to be beef stroganoff in front of him, stabbing it with a spoon. "Im going to get something for you." she replied, running off to go upstairs. She found what she was looking for in her night stand, and returned to him. Penelope laid down a pair of handcuffs in front of him, a smirk on her lips.
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 10:58 am
Little Broken Puppet scream Okay, screw the pooch on this shy s**t! We're 7 pages in and I got jack for ideas...
He was licking the plate clean when she got back and set the cuffs next to him. He stared at them with the plate in his hands for a moment, weighing his options. He sat the plate down, honestly too tired to give a damn about thinking. He'd been pretty impulsive all day anyway, might as well finish out the night that way. He scooped up the handcuffs without a word and pivoted his shoulder into her waist to hoist her up onto his back and proceeded to cart her back upstairs like a caveman. No explanation what so ever.
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 11:15 am
skylight_blue Seven pages feels like it should be more than just 2 days. Lol. SHYNESS SUCKS! TAKE CHARGE! xD P e n e l o p e S p r i n g s t i e n ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ »» Take my h a n d
I promise it won't h u r t Penelope was surprised when he picked her up in the manner he did, and for a moment she knew how Fiona from Shrek must have felt, but she didn't struggle, simply let him carry her."You know I have two perfectly capable legs.." she muttered, before punching at his back. Would it be as fun without a little struggle? Of course not. She debated on biting him, deciding that would probably freak him out. Sighing, she punched him harder, attempting to knee him but getting nowhere.
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 11:39 am
He let his continued actions answer her comment for him. Her punched where half hearted but still felt like hammers beating on him. He was half way up the stairs when she started to try and knee him in stomach or lower. He gathered her knees in his other arm to get a better grip on her and facilitate her kicking to his sides rather than chance her hitting something a bit more tender. The other half of the stairs was spent much the same way as the second but at the top of the stairs he stopped to ask, "Was your room the one on the right or left?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 11:46 am
P e n e l o p e S p r i n g s t i e n ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ »» Take my h a n d
I promise it won't h u r t Penelope pouted, squirming in his grasp. When he asked her the question, she tried to get down. "Let me down and I'll show you, it's locked anyway." she chimed, now beating on his shoulders. She didn't like this position, and she was determined to make him set her down.
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 12:04 pm
"Left it is then," He dealt with the latch with his foot and kicked the door on the left open, already knowing it to be unlocked since she recommended it to him for a change of cloths. Fair bet that it had to be a guest bedroom of sorts and one that had paid off. He shifted his arm positions as he walked into the room in preparation to drop her without hurting her or himself before letting her bounce freely on the mattress. IF she had a comment to make, he spoke over her and held up the cuffs on one finger, "Last chance to kick me out."
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