Mmmhm. [ bug adventures, oh boy. anyways, she takes his hand, tries not to look tooooo skeptical about all this. thirty seconds, sure. if they run maybe, like how they got in here in the first place. but! she'll take a breath, as instructed, then tries to spot the best way out from the middle of this patch of underbrush. ] We're doomed, aren't we? Like the Swiss Family Robinson. Forced to find shelter in the jungle because you forgot the way back out. How terrible!
The Swiss family who? Of course we aren't doomed like them, whoever they are, they were Swiss. The Swiss are notoriously useless, except when it comes to clockwork and chocolates.
[Still totally casual and chill, he slips his arm through hers and pulls it close, firmly locking her into place. There! Safe from bugs!]
But I'm English, miss, and that means I'm brilliant at everything. Except cooking. Oh, look, hullo, there's a path just there. Let's go down it.
Robinson, it was a television show, it- Oh, nevermind. [ now she's thinking about chocolate though. woe. chocolate. a whole year without chocolate... but Sirius literally pulls her out of that depressing train of thought, and oh, alright, fine. she's safe as long as they're linked together like this. that seems plausible. she'll allow it. she'll also let herself be led along that path yup. sure. he's leading here. ]
So... how'd you learn how to turn into a dog? Is that something every wizard can do?
[Ah, tellyvision. More Muggle weirdness. He nods sagely as he leads her down the narrow path--this is probably the right way; he's fairly sure this is the right way. Anyway, even if it isn't, this isn't like being lots in a proper forest. There's walls to this one.]
Nah--turning into a dog, that's an Animagus. S' not like your bit--I can only turn into a dog, nothing else--but I can stay transformed for as long as I like, though things tend to get a bit weird when I do. Mentally speaking. It's a tricky bit of spellwork--my mate James and I worked it out in fifth year, so we could hang around with Remus when he was transformed.
That's- really interesting, actually. [ MAGIC IS THE COOLEST THING, THE END ] So, you have to like... pick an animal, and then learn the spell to become that animal? But you're literally a dog. Whereas, with my mutation, I can change what I look like but I'm still me. Mostly. Really, I'm just trying to imagine what it would have been like if I had to learn how to shift all on my own. I mean, I had to learn to control it, but. It's almost as natural to me as breathing.
[ yeah, she's really just rambling as they walk along the path, rambling like she always does when it comes to abilities, and MAGIC now, and mutations and anything like that. she's sure it's an annoying trait to throw around with someone that doesn't have any of those things, but, well. Sirius does. which is why she's just going to carry on ]
Tell me more about magic! Like... School. Do you just do spells all day long? And get quizzed on it? I can't even imagine how much fun school is for you. And I am the worst student in the world, my brother had an awful time teaching me math and literature. Ugh.
[This tree, that tree... Really, Sirius reflects, pensively, all trees look more or less the same. Perhaps there are some distinctive knotholes to a few, but mostly they are the same. At least the Gardens is more cheerful than the Forest. Being somewhat lost in here is nearly a holiday, as opposed to the hunted feeling of wandering around the Forbidden Forest in the dark.]
You don't choose an animal, actually, it just sort of--happens. I mean, it's determined by who you are, not by what you want to be. And yeah, I'm a dog--but I'm also myself at the same time. It's all just less complex.
[He snorts when she starts in on school, and shoves aside a branch in their path.]
I dunno--school is school, innit. We have classes--transfiguration, charms, potions, history of magic, herbology, defence against the Dark Arts--those are the ones you start with, and then you add to 'em as you go on, depending on what you want to do. And there's exams and all as well--but we don't have to learn anything like maths. Disgusting. No wonder you're a horrible student, you haven't got anything fun to do.
[He glances back at her, with a little grin.]
Besides, y'know. Pretend to be everyone you meet. When did you work out that you could be anyone you wanted, anyway?
[ she almost asks more about the dog side of him, but- he's already answered those questions. sort of. it's determined by who you are. and what she saw of his puppy side, whether he'd ever admit it or not, was playful and sweet and really, really loved being shown affection. and that was pulled from only about fifteen minutes of running around with him. so she can't very well just ask him about that, can she? it's like getting to peek behind layers and layers of a person to see what they're really like at the core, and then going 'so tell me more'. so no, she won't be telling anyone Sirius' secret, and now she has a good reason why.
but anyway. ]
I've known since.. forever, feels like. My mutation didn't kick in until I was a few years old, but once it did I could shift pretty effortlessly. Sorta had to. [ but the whole.. learning because she was afraid of being rejected by society thing is not fun to talk about SO ] Though I don't make a habit of pretending to be people I meet, thank you very much. It tends to make things awkward when I know what someone looks like without their clothes on when they haven't shown me themselves. [ EHEH. her turn to grin. ] And before you say anything, I only shifted into you for about ten seconds, and it was just to show Remus what I could do over the network. There was no peeking under the jumpsuit, I assure you. And not just because you caught us mid-conversation.
[There's a slight bend in the rough path that they're following, and Sirius guides them along it without batting an eye--though he's trying to remember if they'd taken a bend in whatever path they'd used; it's difficult to sort out dog memories. In any case, he's still listening--
And definitely listening enough so that he begins to grin the minute she begins talking about without clothes on, thanks. He raises his eyebrows at her.]
What, not even a little peeking? Wouldn't have blamed you--you can be honest with me-- [Although it is a little weird. Not bad, necessarily, not bad at all, just strange to consider--and they're sure to move on to topics both serious and interesting in just a moment, but Sirius lingers a moment looooonger here, raising his eyebrows still more.] I mean, ten seconds, that's enough time for a glance, at least.
[ honestly! human bodies are sort of.. not all that mysterious, for her. she can look like anyone! any size or shape. and it's as simple as changing her clothes. ..not that she'll put it that way. and of course she went through a phase of curiosity, looking just to look, but. yeah. not that fun! ]
Especially when I'm sure it would take very little convincing if, at any point, I wanted to get a look at the real deal. [ look, it.. doesn't seem so forward. she walks around without her jumpsuit all the time! bodies are just bodies!! ] You don't strike me as the type to keep yourself covered up if the situation allows the, ah. Freedom.
[Right, that gets a laugh out of him. Not that it's hard to make Sirius laugh, but some are more genuine than others, and this one is definitely genuine.]
Ooh, you caught me. How did you know! [And taking this a little further, he adds:] Now, if you want any Remus bits, you'd have to shift into him. It's the only way you'd ever get anything.
[AND YOU DO WANT TO SEE REMUS BITS, DON'T YOU, but he doesn't add that. He only grins.]
[ it takes every ounce of self control not to a) argue that in the favor of 'I'm sure I could convince him' and b) scratch at her scar. wow, she's going to make that association all the time now, isn't she? Remus, scar. Scar, Remus. hn. ]
Nah, I wouldn't do that. That would take the fun out of the challenge, wouldn't it? [ is she kidding? who knows ]
Though the real question here is... why would you bring up Remus when I'm suggesting I might just ask to see you in the buff? [ uhoh. UHOH. girlish mind games!? say it ain't so!! ]
[But Sirius has got this one! While it's true that there might be some... lingering something... not feelings (because Sirius Black does not get feelings), but something, something more vague like thoughts or curiosity or interest for interest's sake (because come on she's fit and interesting and he would still snog her) (they're friends but he can admit that) (in his head at least)--
So but okay there might be something there. But above and beyond is his loyalty to one Remus John "Pathetic With Girls" Lupin. And this might be the worst time to start shoehorning him into the conversation, or at least not an ideal time, buuuuut....
He clasps his hands to his chest, with a huge sigh.]
Because, miss. If I can't have him, I must see him happy. I must see him satisfied. I must know that he's at least gotten somewhere, had some sort of-- interest or satisfaction or, well, we could stray to euphemisms but let's not for now--some something, and then I can die happy.
But you mustn't tell him. He has no idea of the, the depths of my feelings for him.
[And then, more normally, as he drops his hands to his pockets again:] Besides, you just said, you like a challenge. I'm no challenge, I'm easy. I'll take my trousers off for you right here if you'd like.
she's sideglancing a tiny bit, not all that suspicious, but enough to be noticeable. after what happened with Remus and his mask, it almost feels wrong to think of him in a.. lighter sense? like she can't just yet. need to patch things up first. but it's easy to let that worry slide when he's talking about seeing Remus happy even though he can't give him that happiness himself.
before he finishes that last bit, she's already skipping ahead a few steps, just so she can cut him off in his tracks, a goofy smile on her face ]
Maybe I like a guy that'll take his trousers off for me in the middle of the jungle. [ she gives him a look, but it's not all that serious, even if there is a part of her that likes that kind of forwardness in a person. ..okay maybe not dropping-trou-at-random forward, but confidence. adventurous. boldness. willingness to be a little crazy for a laugh. though she's really just saying it to say it, because maybe there is something there and it would be stupid to just ignore it ] Though you should tell Remus how you feel about him. I won't take him from you, you know, I'm not that kind of girl.
[He stops in his tracks when she darts in front of him, arching an eyebrow at her. In a game of dare and double-dare, Sirius Black knows no match or equal, and--slowly--he puts his hands on his hips, regarding her with an air of challenge.
(This is probably wrong. She might be a werewolf--Merlin's beard, she might be a werewolf that Remus turned, so playing these sorts of games, right now?--absolutely wrong. Definitely. But also-- amusing? And a distraction. And they need distractions right now, absolutely they do, so--)
So. Yeah. And it's definitely wrong, too, by the way, Mr. Black, you horrible little man, to even be thinking well if there's something here we might as well move past it because Remus fancies her. You don't snipe your best mate, you just don't. Actually, well, Remus probably fancies her. And he's just bitten her, and-- and, Merlin's saggy y-fronts but this is stupid and confusing.]
Oh, I've made clear to him my feelings. He just can't see it. He need someone abrupt, y'know, someone willing to suggest it to him, and me--
[He scratches idly at his hip, which consequently has his hand all the closer to the taking-trousers-off-in-the-middle-of-the-jungle stage.]
I'm so modest and retiring. It would never work. It has to be someone else, so that's my life's work. That and casual nudity.
[ he hasn't tugged his pants down or anything, but she laughs like she's sure he might, her hand reaching out to tap at his hand no, don't don't because she's sure, a million percent sure, that if he does that, then the ship will turn the jungle into a sudden war zone and they'll have to run and that's just too much pressure. still, that hand swipe brought her a step closer, and it's just as well cause her voice is a little quieter now. ]
Well now I know you're joking around, so what aren't you telling me? I'm a pro at fishing for secrets, I feel the need to tell you that. Either you're hiding something, or.. ..Remus is? Mm, no. It's you. Either that, or. You're trying to- Hm. [ she doesn't know!! ] I don't know! I can't get a read on you and I don't like it, not one bit.
[He cocks his head at her, his eyes making a quick study of her face--a face that's quite close to his now (yeah this is probably something that ought to stop, this is bordering on disloyalty, which is not what he's here for). No matter these interior thoughts, Sirius still manages a little smirk at her.]
You might not like it. But I quite like it, thanks. I hate to be read. I think we'll have to play a game of questions if you want to get any answers, miss.
[ she hesitates for a second, like she's waiting for something, but then she breaks whatever sort of focus she had in favor of laughing, just a quick break before she's taking a few steps backwards, down the path. ]
So much for you being easy, I guess. [ said with mock disappointment, an exaggerated snap of her fingers before she's turning around to look where she's going. but her steps slow down again pretty quick, head turning to look left, then right ] Not only that, but I'm pretty sure this isn't the right way out. 'Cause I'm pretty sure we didn't pass anything like that on the way in. [ nodding at one of the large water turbines sticking out of the ground, trying hard to blend in with the rest of the scenery with its green paint job. ]
[He's caught off-guard, but only for a second--and then he snorts, and feels the weird twisty stomach feeling of gosh Raven you are pretty cool for a girl which does not--not--help anything.
But hey okay so then they're moving on. Which he very much appreciates. Instead of lingering here in no-one-has-any-feelings-or-interest land, he can now squint around at their surroundings.]
No, we did. We had to have. It's just that you were too taken up with how brilliant I am as a dog to realise-- here, c'mere. This way.
[And he starts off in a completely opposite direction, calling over his shoulder to her:]
And I'm easy in everything but secrets, by the way!
Ohh, right, yes. That must've been it. [ she won't push it, maybe they did pass that thing. but probably not, seeing as he's leading them away from it now. ]
And I already know you're easy. [ it would be more clever a comment if she didn't sound so amused already. she jogs ahead to catch up, slipping her arm through his again so she can fall into step with him. ] See? Easy. Easy to talk to, easy to tease. Easy to get lost in the oxygen garden with. Easy to tease about how we'll be lost in said oxygen garden forever because he has no idea where he's going...
[He stares down at her, indignantly--though he doesn't try to loosen his arm from hers.]
True, true, true, and true, and then a massive false, miss. We are not lost. Have a little faith, why don't you, I know precisely where I'm going. I'm more than easy, thanks.
I think we're very much lost, actually. But hey wait, more than easy? I think I might be starting to feel more than a little concerned about your angle on this 'easy' mantra. You are perfect just the way you are, Sirius Black, I wouldn't be here if you weren't. [ like she only hangs out the the most spectacular kinds of people. she likes to think she does, at least, and it's obvious in the way she said that. but anyway, on the awkward side of things, Raven's still got her arm linked through his, but she's also brought her opposite hand up now too, only so she can rub her thumb under the cuff of her sleeve, over her scar. she doesn't exactly realize she's doing it, it just.. happens. ] Maybe we should just message someone for help.. [ lol no she doesn't really want to do that, but it's kinda fun pretending to be all worried. ..fun until they end up in a super buggy area of the jungle. then she'll be serious ]
[He glances down at her hand when she shifts around and it takes a moment to put it together, but then--oh, yes, okay, moving on, don't stare at it. They've done so well moving away from it.]
We aren't messaging anyone for help, thanks, we can handle this on our own. Especially as I'm perfect. Look, see this tree here, we definitely passed by this one--and then it's a left turn, and then a right, and we're only, what, twenty paces from where we started. You'll see.
[ she looks up at him just to give him a smile, and then she's following his directions with her eyes, the way the trees part.. and maybe he's right. it doesn't look so dense over that way, at least. it feels like a safer bit than where they were heading a minute ago. ]
That's the turn up ahead there, right?
[ she finally stops fussing with her wrist so she can point ahead, even sliding her arm out from his again, like she has to move forward a few paces to make sure she's indicating the right one. although - TEEHEE - it's really just a trick. a ruse!! because once she's sure she knows which way they ought to be heading, she- ]
Race you!
[] -books it, flashing him another smile over her shoulder before she sprints off ]
[He shouts it--but to her retreating back, because she's already taken off at a sprint, and he's not going to catch up if he just stands here staring at her--so he takes off in pursuit, laughing. (Merlin's beard but this is unfair she is too much fun--)]
Get back here, you cheat! It's not a true victory if you're cheating--
[And he's mostly caught up to her now, and he grabs for her arm or shoulder or hand or something, to tug her back--]
[ she's about to make that first turn, her foot pivoting to cut around a tree- but then she feels her wrist get caught, and- ] eep! [ she doesn't trip, but she has to remind herself not to resist the pull, considering the whole.. mutant strength thing, they'd both end up hitting the dirt. no fun. so she lets him tug her back a few paces, though not without trying to hold onto his hand right back before he lets go ]
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[Still totally casual and chill, he slips his arm through hers and pulls it close, firmly locking her into place. There! Safe from bugs!]
But I'm English, miss, and that means I'm brilliant at everything. Except cooking. Oh, look, hullo, there's a path just there. Let's go down it.
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So... how'd you learn how to turn into a dog? Is that something every wizard can do?
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Nah--turning into a dog, that's an Animagus. S' not like your bit--I can only turn into a dog, nothing else--but I can stay transformed for as long as I like, though things tend to get a bit weird when I do. Mentally speaking. It's a tricky bit of spellwork--my mate James and I worked it out in fifth year, so we could hang around with Remus when he was transformed.
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[ yeah, she's really just rambling as they walk along the path, rambling like she always does when it comes to abilities, and MAGIC now, and mutations and anything like that. she's sure it's an annoying trait to throw around with someone that doesn't have any of those things, but, well. Sirius does. which is why she's just going to carry on ]
Tell me more about magic! Like... School. Do you just do spells all day long? And get quizzed on it? I can't even imagine how much fun school is for you. And I am the worst student in the world, my brother had an awful time teaching me math and literature. Ugh.
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You don't choose an animal, actually, it just sort of--happens. I mean, it's determined by who you are, not by what you want to be. And yeah, I'm a dog--but I'm also myself at the same time. It's all just less complex.
[He snorts when she starts in on school, and shoves aside a branch in their path.]
I dunno--school is school, innit. We have classes--transfiguration, charms, potions, history of magic, herbology, defence against the Dark Arts--those are the ones you start with, and then you add to 'em as you go on, depending on what you want to do. And there's exams and all as well--but we don't have to learn anything like maths. Disgusting. No wonder you're a horrible student, you haven't got anything fun to do.
[He glances back at her, with a little grin.]
Besides, y'know. Pretend to be everyone you meet. When did you work out that you could be anyone you wanted, anyway?
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but anyway. ]
I've known since.. forever, feels like. My mutation didn't kick in until I was a few years old, but once it did I could shift pretty effortlessly. Sorta had to. [ but the whole.. learning because she was afraid of being rejected by society thing is not fun to talk about SO ] Though I don't make a habit of pretending to be people I meet, thank you very much. It tends to make things awkward when I know what someone looks like without their clothes on when they haven't shown me themselves. [ EHEH. her turn to grin. ] And before you say anything, I only shifted into you for about ten seconds, and it was just to show Remus what I could do over the network. There was no peeking under the jumpsuit, I assure you. And not just because you caught us mid-conversation.
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And definitely listening enough so that he begins to grin the minute she begins talking about without clothes on, thanks. He raises his eyebrows at her.]
What, not even a little peeking? Wouldn't have blamed you--you can be honest with me-- [Although it is a little weird. Not bad, necessarily, not bad at all, just strange to consider--and they're sure to move on to topics both serious and interesting in just a moment, but Sirius lingers a moment looooonger here, raising his eyebrows still more.] I mean, ten seconds, that's enough time for a glance, at least.
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[ honestly! human bodies are sort of.. not all that mysterious, for her. she can look like anyone! any size or shape. and it's as simple as changing her clothes. ..not that she'll put it that way. and of course she went through a phase of curiosity, looking just to look, but. yeah. not that fun! ]
Especially when I'm sure it would take very little convincing if, at any point, I wanted to get a look at the real deal. [ look, it.. doesn't seem so forward. she walks around without her jumpsuit all the time! bodies are just bodies!! ] You don't strike me as the type to keep yourself covered up if the situation allows the, ah. Freedom.
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Ooh, you caught me. How did you know! [And taking this a little further, he adds:] Now, if you want any Remus bits, you'd have to shift into him. It's the only way you'd ever get anything.
[AND YOU DO WANT TO SEE REMUS BITS, DON'T YOU, but he doesn't add that. He only grins.]
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Nah, I wouldn't do that. That would take the fun out of the challenge, wouldn't it? [ is she kidding? who knows ]
Though the real question here is... why would you bring up Remus when I'm suggesting I might just ask to see you in the buff? [ uhoh. UHOH. girlish mind games!? say it ain't so!! ]
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So but okay there might be something there. But above and beyond is his loyalty to one Remus John "Pathetic With Girls" Lupin. And this might be the worst time to start shoehorning him into the conversation, or at least not an ideal time, buuuuut....
He clasps his hands to his chest, with a huge sigh.]
Because, miss. If I can't have him, I must see him happy. I must see him satisfied. I must know that he's at least gotten somewhere, had some sort of-- interest or satisfaction or, well, we could stray to euphemisms but let's not for now--some something, and then I can die happy.
But you mustn't tell him. He has no idea of the, the depths of my feelings for him.
[And then, more normally, as he drops his hands to his pockets again:] Besides, you just said, you like a challenge. I'm no challenge, I'm easy. I'll take my trousers off for you right here if you'd like.
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she's sideglancing a tiny bit, not all that suspicious, but enough to be noticeable. after what happened with Remus and his mask, it almost feels wrong to think of him in a.. lighter sense? like she can't just yet. need to patch things up first. but it's easy to let that worry slide when he's talking about seeing Remus happy even though he can't give him that happiness himself.
before he finishes that last bit, she's already skipping ahead a few steps, just so she can cut him off in his tracks, a goofy smile on her face ]
Maybe I like a guy that'll take his trousers off for me in the middle of the jungle. [ she gives him a look, but it's not all that serious, even if there is a part of her that likes that kind of forwardness in a person. ..okay maybe not dropping-trou-at-random forward, but confidence. adventurous. boldness. willingness to be a little crazy for a laugh. though she's really just saying it to say it, because maybe there is something there and it would be stupid to just ignore it ] Though you should tell Remus how you feel about him. I won't take him from you, you know, I'm not that kind of girl.
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(This is probably wrong. She might be a werewolf--Merlin's beard, she might be a werewolf that Remus turned, so playing these sorts of games, right now?--absolutely wrong. Definitely. But also-- amusing? And a distraction. And they need distractions right now, absolutely they do, so--)
So. Yeah. And it's definitely wrong, too, by the way, Mr. Black, you horrible little man, to even be thinking well if there's something here we might as well move past it because Remus fancies her. You don't snipe your best mate, you just don't. Actually, well, Remus probably fancies her. And he's just bitten her, and-- and, Merlin's saggy y-fronts but this is stupid and confusing.]
Oh, I've made clear to him my feelings. He just can't see it. He need someone abrupt, y'know, someone willing to suggest it to him, and me--
[He scratches idly at his hip, which consequently has his hand all the closer to the taking-trousers-off-in-the-middle-of-the-jungle stage.]
I'm so modest and retiring. It would never work. It has to be someone else, so that's my life's work. That and casual nudity.
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Well now I know you're joking around, so what aren't you telling me? I'm a pro at fishing for secrets, I feel the need to tell you that. Either you're hiding something, or.. ..Remus is? Mm, no. It's you. Either that, or. You're trying to- Hm. [ she doesn't know!! ] I don't know! I can't get a read on you and I don't like it, not one bit.
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You might not like it. But I quite like it, thanks. I hate to be read. I think we'll have to play a game of questions if you want to get any answers, miss.
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So much for you being easy, I guess. [ said with mock disappointment, an exaggerated snap of her fingers before she's turning around to look where she's going. but her steps slow down again pretty quick, head turning to look left, then right ] Not only that, but I'm pretty sure this isn't the right way out. 'Cause I'm pretty sure we didn't pass anything like that on the way in. [ nodding at one of the large water turbines sticking out of the ground, trying hard to blend in with the rest of the scenery with its green paint job. ]
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But hey okay so then they're moving on. Which he very much appreciates. Instead of lingering here in no-one-has-any-feelings-or-interest land, he can now squint around at their surroundings.]
No, we did. We had to have. It's just that you were too taken up with how brilliant I am as a dog to realise-- here, c'mere. This way.
[And he starts off in a completely opposite direction, calling over his shoulder to her:]
And I'm easy in everything but secrets, by the way!
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And I already know you're easy. [ it would be more clever a comment if she didn't sound so amused already. she jogs ahead to catch up, slipping her arm through his again so she can fall into step with him. ] See? Easy. Easy to talk to, easy to tease. Easy to get lost in the oxygen garden with. Easy to tease about how we'll be lost in said oxygen garden forever because he has no idea where he's going...
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[He stares down at her, indignantly--though he doesn't try to loosen his arm from hers.]
True, true, true, and true, and then a massive false, miss. We are not lost. Have a little faith, why don't you, I know precisely where I'm going. I'm more than easy, thanks.
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[He glances down at her hand when she shifts around and it takes a moment to put it together, but then--oh, yes, okay, moving on, don't stare at it. They've done so well moving away from it.]
We aren't messaging anyone for help, thanks, we can handle this on our own. Especially as I'm perfect. Look, see this tree here, we definitely passed by this one--and then it's a left turn, and then a right, and we're only, what, twenty paces from where we started. You'll see.
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[ she looks up at him just to give him a smile, and then she's following his directions with her eyes, the way the trees part.. and maybe he's right. it doesn't look so dense over that way, at least. it feels like a safer bit than where they were heading a minute ago. ]
That's the turn up ahead there, right?
[ she finally stops fussing with her wrist so she can point ahead, even sliding her arm out from his again, like she has to move forward a few paces to make sure she's indicating the right one. although - TEEHEE - it's really just a trick. a ruse!! because once she's sure she knows which way they ought to be heading, she- ]
Race you!
[] -books it, flashing him another smile over her shoulder before she sprints off ]
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[He shouts it--but to her retreating back, because she's already taken off at a sprint, and he's not going to catch up if he just stands here staring at her--so he takes off in pursuit, laughing. (Merlin's beard but this is unfair she is too much fun--)]
Get back here, you cheat! It's not a true victory if you're cheating--
[And he's mostly caught up to her now, and he grabs for her arm or shoulder or hand or something, to tug her back--]
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[ she's about to make that first turn, her foot pivoting to cut around a tree- but then she feels her wrist get caught, and- ] eep! [ she doesn't trip, but she has to remind herself not to resist the pull, considering the whole.. mutant strength thing, they'd both end up hitting the dirt. no fun. so she lets him tug her back a few paces, though not without trying to hold onto his hand right back before he lets go ]
Now who's the cheat!?
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