damsel in distress

[criticalimpact.livejournal.com]

[The dressing room is on a roll today. As much as Terra would love to pulverize all the Unversed that's currently spawned around him...

He doesn't have the ability to do so, for the dress he's currently in is not allowing him to move much.

If only he could destroy things by pure rage without actually moving.]

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[spellweave.livejournal.com]

Not entirely...

[criticalimpact.livejournal.com]

[... ow it's bleeding DX]

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

[...Come here and I'll Curaga it you big baby.]

[criticalimpact.livejournal.com]

[Sob I hate my life.]

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

[DO YOU HATE ME ; ; /what

Reaches out to his nose, gently touching it as she casts Curaga.]

There. How's that?

[criticalimpact.livejournal.com]

[Grins a little.]

Better than stuffing cotton balls up there, yeah.

[AH, GOOD OLD CHILDHOOD DAYS when she doesn't know how to use curing spells.]

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

[pulls her hand back :<]

Maybe you should just stop getting hit in the nose.

[criticalimpact.livejournal.com]

I didn't get hit! I fell!

[BIG DIFFERENCE.]

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

This time, maybe.

[criticalimpact.livejournal.com]

Speaking of which, were you aiming for my nose during the exam?

[B|]

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

What? No!

[criticalimpact.livejournal.com]

It was centimeters from my nose!

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

But I didn't hit it!

[criticalimpact.livejournal.com]

Well, if I hadn't stepped away, maybe you did.

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

You're a better fighter than that.

[starts trying to pull herself up more. floors are not comfortable for fish tails.]

[criticalimpact.livejournal.com]

[Ugh, right, beach room. Brb carrying her again.]

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

[She appreciates it. ;; Weren't they going to a bathroom so she could try and remove his dress though.]

[criticalimpact.livejournal.com]

[The fall made him forget B|]

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

[...oh, Terra. ♥

Either way, she might be cuddling up (with her human half) a tiny bit. He's warm, and she's not wearing much.]

[criticalimpact.livejournal.com]

[This is not weird at all.]

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

[...hence the awkward silence, huh.]

[criticalimpact.livejournal.com]

[Yep.

HE DOES NOT LIKE BEING A PRINCESS.]

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

[But you're so pretty. :< Are we there yet.]

[criticalimpact.livejournal.com]

[Yes yes.]

[spellweave.livejournal.com]

[Oh okay. Sit on the dock?]