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[ There's a girl curled up on her side in an over-stuffed armchair, her back to the rest of the room. She's dressed in the Organization coat she's spent most of her days in, but it doesn't seem to be keeping her warm because she gives a little shiver before rolling over, nearly falling off the chair in the process. Her head now hangs in what must be an uncomfortable angle over edge of the seat cushion, allowing her bangs to fall over her eyes. Someone should wake her up before she falls onto her head. ]

( ooc: She's back. ♥ )

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[.....Sighs and takes his coat off, he's wearing his normal outfit underneath, and turns around to show her the long thin spaded tail poking out from his trousers.]

You have a...

[ Staring can't be helped. It's weird, seeing his tail. And then she has to reach out to touch it because she has to convince that last little bit of her that thinks the tail isn't real. ]

[Aslkefjd-Jumps at that and turns around again so she cant reach it.]

It's, kinda sensitive..

[ Xion's eyes are wide in wonder. ]

Sorry! Does it hurt?

[Blushes a bit.]

Um, no...

[ Still doesn't get it. She purses her lips, turning her palm up to look at it thoughtfully. ]

Is it ticklish?

[They just cant have a not awkward conversation, can they?]

Uh..Kind of.

[Sure lets go with that.]

[ It doesn't have to be a conversation. See, Xion's not talking now. She's got a mischievous little smirk, and of course she's diving behind Roxas to assault his tail with a tickle attack. ]

[Holy shit! Spins around again to try to keep the tail out of reach.]

X-Xion!

[ She tries latching her hand to Roxas's hip so she can keep a hold on him while he spins and, of course, continue her tickling. Whether or not she manages to keep up with him, she's giggling. It's innocent fun as far as she knows. ]

What?

Edited 2010-12-27 05:27 (UTC)

C-cut it out!

[Aaaaaaaahhhh what no fair. Tries to move his tail away from her hand. It's a pretty flexible tail, it can probably dodge her tickles. Except for the base of the tail. That cant really dodge can it. ~~though it is far more sensitive~~]

[ After all those missions, Xion's become pretty strategic. She reaches up for the most stabilized part of the tail, the base of it. ]

Not a chance!

[Asdfjlskdjf-Gasps and shivers.

He is now putty in your hands, Xion.]

[ Xion's still grabbing at his tail when he's gasping and shivering. What the heck just happened? The hand on Roxas's hip gives him a tiny squeeze. ]

Roxas?

[ She's suddenly a little worried. ]

...Are you okay?

[Why you do this to him, Xion? Deep breaths, Roxas. Deep breaths. Your brain needs the oxygen ~~and blood flow~~ now more than ever.

Carefully reaches behind him to take hold of her hand holding his tail.]

..C-could you let go, please?

Y-yeah.

[ She didn't mean to! Her hand comes off of his tail easily. ]

What...just...?

[ Did you just— ]

[Lets go of her hand and grabs his coat again, putting it on and once again hiding his tail from view.]

...It's just..Sensitive..

[Not making eye contact ever augh why does this keep happening to him.]

[ Xion lets go of his hip too so he can put his coat back on. Her eyes are on him, and her cheeks are flushed with color. ]

I didn't think it was that sensitive...

[ What keeps happening, exactly~? ]

[...Nods.]

Sorry. I should have said...It's just, embarrassing...

[He's an awkward situation magnet, that's what.]

[ Hands tentatively finding their way back to his hips, Xion's fingertips running lightly on the fabric as she keeps her eyes on his face, gauging his reaction. ]

Don't be embarrassed... You're not upset, are you?

[He's wondering what her hands are doing on his hips again, but he doesn't move away.

...Shakes his head.]

I'm not upset..

[Just embarrassed and mental flailing.]

[ She smiles, hands holding his hips again. ]

You're blushing.

[ But personally, she thinks he should never stop. ]

[And of course her saying that will make him blush more.]

A-am not.

[...Why does he even bother denying it? :|]

[ Her thumbs begin moving in circular motions over his hips. ]

Liar.

[ She gives him a tiny, devilish smirk, then raises one her her hands off his hip to bring it up to his cheek. ]

What are you so afraid of?

[It's quite possible that he couldn't get any redder at this point, especially with those motions over his hips and that smirk.

D-doesn't answer. He seems to be trying to get his brain working again. This is so not fair. She knows this breaks his brain, why does she do it on purpose?]