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[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[Those in the halls might just find themselves being rushed past, or looked over in a frantic manner. Late the night before, this Kairi (dressed in the Organization Coat as usual) found herself hit with something a little difficult to fend off with weaponry. She's now breathing hard, eyebrows furrowed as she seems to be rushing around to try to find something-- or someone-- without the use of portals.]

[Anyone who doesn't know her, feel free to think she's being weird. Those who do know her, feel free to realize that something's wrong.]

[Or maybe it's finally 'right'?]


[[OOC: Temporary heart get. This will be lasting for an undecided amount of time.]]

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[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

... [leeeaaans toward him.] One more time? [Her best, sincere, innocent eyes go here.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[...aw geez.]

Alright.

[leeeaaans in too?]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[Mmmm yay. She smiles a bit as she kisses him, eyes falling shut.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[This is still going to take some getting used to, but... yeah, he'll close his eyes, too.]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[Reaches one hand up and sets it on his shoulder. Getting used to this amazing feeling is what's gonna take getting used to for her.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[...right, well.

Pff, he'll very tentatively put an arm around her because, really? Still has no idea what he's doing.]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[You're doing fine. She responds to that by smiling into the kiss, which she doesn't make him 'suffer' through for much longer, hesitantly pulling away from him.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[heh. he'll pull back too, obviously, crossing both of his arms.]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

... [smirks, and stands.]

That was easy.

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[...fff. Stands as well, giving her a slight shove. >)]

Easy, huh?

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[shoves him back.]

Yup.

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

Guess I'll have to try harder next time.

[ff, turns towards the door.]

So where, exactly, are we going?

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[walks ahead of him, putting her hand on the door frame.]

Well, where do you want to go?

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[shrugs, following her over there]

Doesn't really matter to me.

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

Well, are you hungry?

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

Kind of. I guess it wouldn't hurt.

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

Do you trust me enough to eat my cooking, or do you think I'll poison you?

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

I think I'll take my chances this time.

[...snerk]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

I'm flattered.

[I'm also leaving you behind and going off toward the kitchen swiftly-- almost like she's trying to keep away from you~]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[Hey, wait up! B|

Following her to the kitchen now.]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[strides right on up into the kitchen. C: Aaaand time to go look in the fridge-- which he might notice, she doesn't stand directly in front of it when she does this anymore.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[He gets there shortly after.]

What exactly are you going to make?

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

What kinds of foods do you like? Salty, sweet, that kind of thing.

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

How about you surprise me?

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

Fine, then.

[starts rummaging!]