Katara (
waterbends) wrote in
paradisa2012-01-20 01:32 am
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[Katara has never had issue with the beds in Paradisa. They were warm, comfortable, but as snug and content as she is in the blankets, she can sense that there’s something maybe just a little off. There’s pressure against her arm and side - something is cuddling her.
Momo isn’t in Paradisa. So what in the world —
She shifts just a little, groggily opening her eyes and looking to the side.
Oh. It was Joshua.
Joshua was cuddling her. Of course.]
[Katara flings herself back, knocking her journal off of the bedside table — and this is where it begins transmitting. She screams.]
What are you doing in my room? What are you doing in my bed? [Her voice just gets shriller and shriller.] Out, out, out, out, out!
[ And while anyone listening might expect just as loud of a reaction (After all this is a rather commonplace scenario here, isn't it?) from whoever is invading the poor girl's bed, instead there's just a soft grunt of irritation. He's half-asleep and not placing the voice, but the shriek sure sounds familiar. He mutters groggily, ]
Huh, Langley...?
Joshua?!
[Another shuffling sound, and the sound abruptly stops as Katara scoops the journal off the floor.]
Momo isn’t in Paradisa. So what in the world —
She shifts just a little, groggily opening her eyes and looking to the side.
Oh. It was Joshua.
Joshua was cuddling her. Of course.]
[Katara flings herself back, knocking her journal off of the bedside table — and this is where it begins transmitting. She screams.]
What are you doing in my room? What are you doing in my bed? [Her voice just gets shriller and shriller.] Out, out, out, out, out!
[ And while anyone listening might expect just as loud of a reaction (After all this is a rather commonplace scenario here, isn't it?) from whoever is invading the poor girl's bed, instead there's just a soft grunt of irritation. He's half-asleep and not placing the voice, but the shriek sure sounds familiar. He mutters groggily, ]
Huh, Langley...?
Joshua?!
[Another shuffling sound, and the sound abruptly stops as Katara scoops the journal off the floor.]

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[-- sort of. Not really. She knows Colette, but she addresses Zelos again.]
Let us know what she says, okay?
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Sure! You'll be hearing from one of us soon~!
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Special delivery?
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Are you okay?
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Took him long enough...
I'm fine. But a week of this will be irritating.
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[hmm..... castle you are so weird] Maybe you'll get to know each other better? It could be fun!
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[ He steps back then, one hand gripping the doorknob. ]
Hey Colette, I want you to hit the door on the count of three, okay? I'll pull from this side.
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Okay! Do you think we can break it?
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[ Just kick it as hard as you did Joshua's ribs that one time, Colette. B| ]
One... Two... Three!
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HNNNNNG]
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Except all it does is open the door the tiniest of cracks like before and...Joshua pulls off the doorknob. ]
Oh whoops. She's going to get loud about this.
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Did something break?
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Nothing important... I figured that wouldn't work, but it was worth a shot.
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Um...I don't know Katara very well, but she seems really nice! You've met her before this, right?
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Does she... you two won't have to fight, right?
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Handy with water, though.
[ Stepping to the side, he glances out through the small opening. ]
I learned how to crack eggs.
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Really? I thought you didn't like cooking?
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I doubt she'll draw me a bath, either. Nobody's very helpful around here.
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Well, it's kind of fun to do things for yourself! Even if doesn't want to help with some things, maybe it's a good thing.
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[ But he smiles anyway. ]
Are you wearing your bracelet?
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Oh, yes! [she holds up her wrist to show it.... but then it falls down under the sleeve of her shirt, so holds... her elbow up so it falls back down asdgah] I really like it, thank you.
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That's white gold, so it can dent easily. You're supposed to be gentle with it.
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