Nicholas D. Wolfwood (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
notabluesbro) wrote2011-06-23 01:14 am
notabluesbro) wrote2011-06-23 01:14 am
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25th Confession [Written/Action][Early on the 23rd for MAXIMUM HEAT WAVE]
[Wolfwood's annoyed. Vash was snatched up just as things were getting calm, so to appease his gnawing aggravation over needle noggin's surprise vacation, he took to the lake more often; shockingly, he was getting pretty good at it, and as the days wore on, he was clearing more distance without stopping for a breather. Not to mention, staying stationary in Luceti meant losing muscle mass, and he had no room for losing the ability to tote that heavy son-of-a-bitch gun.
Of course, that talk with Sanji a few days back had him thinking. Always thinking, this one. He sits under a tree by the lake, still wet from the swim, with pen in hand. The question really takes him back. Reminds him of Vash and the girls, and of himself.]
[Written]
Hey, a question—how many of you were nomadic? Traveled from place to place, not really labeling one single town or house as a home?
[....]
And what d'you think of being stuck in one place?
[Afterwards, he starts back home after practicing Fire and his just recently sought-after wind magic (he spends a great deal of his time dealing with the spirits, now, because getting better and stronger was important; protecting people was important). Catch him on the way back if you want, or out training in the fields, or prior, at the lake. Whatever floats your boat.]
Of course, that talk with Sanji a few days back had him thinking. Always thinking, this one. He sits under a tree by the lake, still wet from the swim, with pen in hand. The question really takes him back. Reminds him of Vash and the girls, and of himself.]
[Written]
Hey, a question—how many of you were nomadic? Traveled from place to place, not really labeling one single town or house as a home?
[....]
And what d'you think of being stuck in one place?
[Afterwards, he starts back home after practicing Fire and his just recently sought-after wind magic (he spends a great deal of his time dealing with the spirits, now, because getting better and stronger was important; protecting people was important). Catch him on the way back if you want, or out training in the fields, or prior, at the lake. Whatever floats your boat.]
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The bakery just put out some really delicious looking meat pies, should we get some of those and have a picnic?
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[A-ahaha. Going up in flames mentally. But at least they can have a picnic.]
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[Touches his brow with the back of her hand, looking worried.]
Perhaps I ought to take you home to bed...
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.... We could do that, too.
[He'd like that, even.]
But I'm not sick! I swear, I'm as fit as a fiddle, scout's honor.
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[Hello cherry red cheeks.]
Oh.
You want to...?
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Well. That's—you know.
[aaawwww, shit]
It's pretty damn difficult to not want to.
[THERE. He said it. B(]
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Well...
[This... isn't how she thought she would be admitting this to him but...]
I want to too. More and more every day, actually. So... if you want to then-
[Oh what the hey, here let me give you a kiss Mr. Priest.]
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But more importantly, once he returns the kiss he grins like a fox.]
You should've told me earlier, you airhead.
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[Wraps her arms around his neck and brushes her nose against his.]
So...
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[That is surprisingly not sexual innuendo.]
Or. I can just take you home and unmake my bed. Either/or.
[EVEN IF I HAVE TO CARRY YOU BRIDAL STYLE TO EITHER OF THESE CHOICES.
Just knowing sex is on the table makes it a victory by itself.]
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...let's go home and unmake your bed, Mr Priest.
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Then we don't have a moment to waste, right?
[I've courted you long enough, Milly. Sex is only the best next step in his relationship.
As if we actually followed steps back home.]Re: [action]
Oh no, put me down I'm too heavy, you're going to hurt yourself!
[But she's looped her arms around his neck and has happy, nervous butterflies in her tummy.]
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Mr. Priest, you don't have to flatter me. I'm a sure thing.
[...goodness what's come over her? She's just going to kiss your throat now and see if she can make you flustered.]
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[He nearly fumbles that last word; neck kissing is sensitive, okay? Especially with the promise of sex, in mind. Hang in there, Wolfwood. Be strong!! @_@]
Yep, you're definitely a sure thing.
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Well I could compliment you, but I think I should wait until we're alone.