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Post by Ryan Brant on Apr 3, 2013 7:16:49 GMT -5
Words;; 531 Tags;; Seira Blake Eggs;;  -  - 8/10 Notes;; Ryan says no crying >:l
Ryan could tell Seira was still agonizing over that slip of the tongue she'd had, and he sighed, already knowing that if Nora was out of her Pokeball right now, the mothering Normal-type would have had his behind for making her feel low, even if it was unintentional, and because he wasn't doing more to make her feel better. And dammit, he wanted to - the Altaria Gijinka just didn't look right to him with anything but a smile on her face, and it pained him to see her without one now - but he couldn't just swoop her up into his arms and kiss her to snap her out of it like he wanted to so badly. She had to find someone closer to her own age to date! He was entirely unsuitable, and even if they had been closer in age, she was still out of his reach, for her own safety. He worked for Epispect, and he refused to let her get close enough that someone could think that they could hurt her to get to him. She was just a kid, he told himself firmly, and she doesn't need you to ruin her life like that by taking away what's left of her childhood just to satisfy your own selfish needs. When she began speaking again, however, he found his heart going out to her, thumping against his chest and screaming for him to do something, anything to get rid of the pained undertone to her voice. Hurriedly flipping through the files in his head, he remembered glimpsing in hers when he'd decided to go snooping a few days ago that the girl had been really sick before she had gotten her transfusion. That had to have had a major effect on her, and he listened with growing horror as he realized that she had to be dealing with some self-esteem issues over something she couldn't control.
But it was when that first sob hit the air, causing their carriage driver to look back at them with a disapproving look, that all of his restraints were broken. Screw trying to hold himself back. She needed him, and he wasn't going to deprive her of that when she was in such dire need of comfort. Without wasting another minute, he reached out and grabbed her by the waist, tugging her into his lap and tucking her against himself, stroking her hair quietly with one hand while he let her decide whether she wanted to hide her face in his shoulder or the crook of his neck. "Shhhh," he cooed gently, remembering how his mother used to do this for him when he'd cry, "Shhhh, it's okay, 'm here now, you're okay, you're okay, shhhh." He rocked her gently in his arms, gently nuzzling her hair instinctively, or at least by Staraptor instinctual standards, as he waited for her to settle down in his arms and stop crying because he just couldn't stand to see her cry. It made his heart clench with guilt because he couldn't just tear apart what it was that had upset her because how could you tear apart yourself without causing your own death?
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Post by Seira Blake on Apr 3, 2013 15:11:55 GMT -5
Words;; 425 Tags;; Ryan Brant Eggs;; - - 8/10 Notes;;
Ryan to the rescue! XD
Before she knew it, Seira was inside a cage of comforting warmth that reminded her of her fleece blankets when they were wrapped snuggly around her. When she was in her little cocoon of fluff, she liked to pretend the bundle of different blankets were her wings if she were an Altaria and not a girl with Altaria blood placed inside her. The heart beat – so soothing and a definite proof that this wasn’t one of her fantasies, added to the gentle touch on her hair that, if you thought about it, shouldn’t be gentle since the skin was so rough but that roughness made the strokes feel so much more real than a silk soft hand ever would. Accompanied by the loving touch were soft coos of reassurance, gentle words meant to dry her tears and make her see she wasn’t alone in her despair. It took a second but Seira was able to come to the realization that Brant had moved her to his lap and was delivering her his comfort, her body tucked fittingly into his. Taking the invite, Seira buried her face into his shoulder, absorbing the loving care of his touch like a sponge, feeling him nuzzle her hair – making her feel so much more loved than she could explain. Funny how she doesn’t remember ever being held like this – maybe because her health was always poor back then. She gave herself time to cry, taking in her date’s scent as he continued to reassure her that everything was fine and that she was far from a burden, a nice thing to hear since nobody had ever confirmed nor denied her inner feelings of worthlessness over the course of her life. Seira didn’t question the instinct telling her to embrace this comfort from Brant, her heart welcomed it wholly with only the thoughts of returning this feeling to him one day when he needed her. The rocking motion made her feel relaxed, at peace with the world, and almost made her forget to be mindful of her purse and its cargo. Somewhere along the lines she took out her egg and cuddled it as she was being cuddled, humming a lullaby to the growing baby inside and delighted in the small feeling of movement inside the shell. She hoped that means it’ll hatch soon, she would love to have real wings to cuddle with someday but Brant’s arms made great wings with their warmth and strength – if they were wild Pokemon she knew he would be the greatest of protectors.
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Post by Ryan Brant on Apr 3, 2013 17:01:46 GMT -5
Words;; 418 Tags;; Seira Blake Eggs;; Layout by Kuroya Notes;; Adding in a Zorua egg that's for Yaya~ <3
If he was surprised to find exactly how warm Seira's body was when it was pressed up against him, Ryan certainly didn't show it, instead tightening his arms around her so that she was pressed tight to him. He knew that Altarias did poorly under colder temperatures, and even if Staraptors did poorly against icy conditions, they still fared better than the dual types did. It made sense for him to try to warm her, and with her face buried in his shoulder, he began stroking his hands through her hair. He wasn't even fully aware of exactly what he was saying to her to make her calm, but of those things, he knew that he meant every word he lavished upon her, trying to build her back up again and assure her that she was wanted and special and in no way a burden. As she began to calm down in his arms, he found himself smiling, loosening his grip a little in case she felt a little cramped being pressed to his chest. And then he felt her move in his arms and he blinked, curious, before he saw that there was a little egg in her arms, tucked up to her chest. It was a beautiful egg, blue with white fluff designs on the shell like clouds - a design he was more than familiar with. Carefully stretching to the side, he managed to hook a few of his fingers around the strap of his bag, tugging it closer and then up onto the seat next to them after he'd wrapped the strap around his hand to make sure that he wouldn't drop it and accidentally break the contents inside. He then rummaged around in the bag until he managed to pull out the egg inside it, which looked just like the one in Seira's arms. "Y' wanna hold ont' this for me, sweetheart?" he asked cheerfully, showing her the warm little egg in his arms. "Don't think I can huddle 'round it with you in my lap, but that's okay. I can keep you and the eggs warm like this." He may not have intended to have her staying in his lap when he'd originally gotten up in this carriage with her, but now that she was up here with him, he saw no reason to want to give her up. It felt right to have her tucked up against him, and he wasn't going to let that go if he wasn't forced to.
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Post by Seira Blake on Apr 8, 2013 11:22:37 GMT -5
Words;; 334 Tags;; Ryan Brant Eggs;; - - 9/10  - - 1/10 Notes;;
Adding in that Absol egg for Mirror.
The cold outside their little circle seemed nonexistent now, along with her past doubts on her worth. To Brant, she was special. This made her feel like she was flying through heaven, hearing and knowing she was special to someone just for being herself. Everything now seemed to be striving to make her heart flitter in happiness, her tears no longer present. The sharing of warmth also made her feel relieved, like she had been worried about something important and now knew everything was okay. Their combined warmth made it feel right to bring out her egg and hold it to her chest – to her heart. She admired her little Pokemon-to-be, excited for his or hers birth. Seira was taken from her musing when she felt the tightness loosen up, giving her more ability to move. Seira felt a little sad when the strong arms let up on their grip, she liked the tightness that provided such sweet warmth very much. She blinked when Brant leaned over a bit, pressing her back into his chest as he retrieved his messenger bag from between his feet. She watched him, tilting her head curiously, as he retrieved what was inside the bag that now sat where she did at the beginning of the ride – a beautiful blue egg with fluffy white cloud designs on its shell, an all too familiar looking egg. Seira looked to Brant in surprise and joy; she wasn’t the only one to bring an egg with her on this date and they were going to hatch the same Pokemon! “I would love too!” Seira replied, delighted that he would let her hold his egg. Giving her best smile, she freed a space and gently transferred his egg to her hold, keeping it close to his chest also so she didn’t mistake his egg over hers. Content with the possession of the eggs and their secure warmth, Seira did her best to snuggle into Brant and enjoy the carriage ride while it lasted.
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Post by Ryan Brant on Apr 14, 2013 12:29:41 GMT -5
Words;; 331 Tags;; Seira Blake Eggs;; - - 10/10  - - 2/10  - - 1/10 - - 1/10 Notes;; Short post, but I managed to finish it, and it's better than nothing, right? Also, I'm throwing in another couple of eggs. *shot*
Ryan chuckled softly at Seira's enthusiasm as she took the egg from his hold, amused with how easily she took to wrapping both of her arms around the small egg in her arm, the other that could have been its clone nestled right next to it. He trusted that she would be able to keep straight which egg belonged to whom, but to be honest, he didn't care if they got mixed up since either way the egg would hatch into a beautiful baby Pokemon. Still, he knew she'd be careful to ensure that the same egg that he gave her would be the one that he ended up with, and it was that sentiment that had him smiling and relaxing a little in the carriage - there hadn't been an accident yet, though he was still on his guard for anything that might frighten the Rapidash pulling it, so he assumed that the driver knew what he was doing when he was driving the two Fire-types - and instead turning his gaze on their surroundings. He was glad that the driver sent him a look, and he nodded, mouthing 'One more time 'round' before turning his attention back to the girl in his arms. He rather enjoyed having her tucked up to him, as selfish as it was given that he couldn't even give her anything in the ways of affection since she should be with people her own age, but he still couldn't resist the want to be around her. He found himself looking outside the carriage after a little while, a little bored before he cleared his throat, feeling a little awkward now that he realized how quiet things were. "So, uh..." he murmured a bit sheepishly, "do you wanna go t' any of the rides next, or do you wanna go t' the games?" He knew that he should've put a little more thought into this, but they were only supposed to be here as friends... right?
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Post by Seira Blake on Apr 17, 2013 19:50:41 GMT -5
Words;; 267 Tags;; Ryan Brant Eggs;; - - 10/10 - - 2/10 Notes;;
I hope I get that charmander egg soon, I wanna hatch it here too~
Seira was so content in her little bubble of warmth, snuggling into Brant and their eggs that she didn’t notice for some time that their carriage ride should have ended a while ago. When she wasn’t basking in the comfort she was admiring the very warm eggs in her hold, making sure to remember which one belonged to her and which one belonged to Brant. All it took was a tiny glance up to look out the carriage that told her that they were going around, making Seira very happy. More time for her to snuggle into her new friend’s lap and cuddle their eggs in the warmest place in the carnival. The strong, relaxed muscles made her feel safe and secure, not once minding the silence that fell over them as it gave her pleasure to just sit there. She looked up when she heard him clear his throat, her attention fully on Brant as he asked her his question. She couldn’t help but giggle at the nervous tone in his voice, he sounded like what she imagined a nervous school boy would when asking his crush out on a date. “The games sound-” she began to say when she felt the first shake of the eggs. The sudden movements made her look down instantly, eyes wide in excitement and awe as she watched the eggs rock back and forth as they glew in preparation for hatching. “Brant, look!” she said in a hushed whisper, moving her arms so the young man could see their eggs while still keeping a firm grip on the valuable cargo.
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Post by Cori on Apr 17, 2013 20:11:07 GMT -5
CONGRATULATIONS! YOUR EGG HATCHED! [/style]   swablu || female || natural cure || normal/flying || level 02
peck || growl || steel wing CONGRATULATIONS! YOUR EGG HATCHED! [/style] swablu || male || natural cure || normal/flying || level 02
peck || growl || roost |
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Post by Ryan Brant on Apr 18, 2013 18:55:56 GMT -5
Words;; 329 Tags;; Seira Blake Eggs;; - - 3/10 - - 2/10 - - 2/10 Notes;; I was hiding under your porch because I love you.
Ryan was glad to see that she was happy, though it didn't in any way make his situation any less awkward when he waited for her answer, especially when he heard a giggle escaping her lips. He shifted until he heard her start to answer, at which point he paused to look at her so that he could make sure that he figured out where it was she wanted to go. He began to nod when she mentioned the games but blinked when she paused midsentence and looked down at the eggs in her arms. "Well I'll be," he murmured softly as they rocked, glowing a little bit, and he watched as they both burst open to reveal a pair of baby Swablu hatchlings, chirping softly as they wriggled around in Seira's arms. Gently, the Staraptor Gijinka reached a calloused hand down, intending upon stroking the young dual type that was his, only for it to peep and flutter up from where it was being cuddled, hopping its way up its new Trainer's shoulder until it hid under Ryan's hat, peeping softly and settling in his hair to make a nest. Chuckling softly, he called, "All right, Doug, I ain't gon' make 'ya come out right now, but you're gonna hafta come out eventually." The little Swablu merely let out a little peep and remained under the man's hat, apparently content to hide under the hat. Ryan just shrugged and smiled at Seira reassuringly, hiding the insecurity he felt waiting for her, expecting her to say that she didn't want anything to do with him and leave him behind. But years of practice had lent him the ability to hide that trait well, so he schooled his expression as he waited for her to take her attention from her new Swablu to answer the unspoken question of whether or not she was still willing to go participate in some games with him now that her Swablu egg had hatched.
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Post by Seira Blake on Apr 21, 2013 20:47:19 GMT -5
Words;; 300 Tags;; Ryan Brant Eggs;; - - 3/10 Notes;;
I HAVE CONQUERED THE SEIRA-THING! >D
Seira couldn’t believe her eyes as she watched the two eggs crack and hatch, revealing to the world two cute little Sweblu hatchlings that chirped and wiggled around in her arms. Nothing could have prepared Seira for the joy of being a part of the beginning of life. The little joys in her arms were precious gifts to care for; and a huge responsibility seeing as everything from what the baby ate to their experiences were dependant on solely her. Seira barely noticed Brant reaching for his Sweblu in her awe – the little darling chirping as he made his way to hide under the older man’s hat, an adorable sight to behold in any occasion – as she looked at her hatchling. When her arm was freed by the other hatchling’s move to Brant’s hat, Seira raised a gentle hand to pet her new Pokemon, eyes gazing at the baby lovingly. The Sweblu had other plans. With a glint in her eyes that Seira could only describe as ‘mischievous’, the baby hopped and flapped her way to perch on Seira’s head, giving a chirp of triumph when she succeeded. Seira didn’t stop her, even though having the duel type on her head like this could be seen as embarrassing, the young Gijinka girl found the little Sweblu’s rather unexpected antics to be very cute and charming. “I don’t know why, but I think Alene would be a better name for you then Cotton,” Seira said to the newly named Alene, who gave an excepting peep as her answer. Seira turned her attention back to Brant, content to leave Alene on her head since they were inside the carriage with warmth to spare, to continue what she was saying before their eggs hatched. “The games sound like a wonderful next destination, Brant!”
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Post by Ryan Brant on Apr 22, 2013 6:07:31 GMT -5
Words;; 387 Tags;; Seira Blake Eggs;; - - 4/10 - - 3/10 - - 3/10 Notes;; I am the post queen this morning! >:3
Ryan couldn't contain a soft chuckle when he watched the newly-hatched Swablu that belonged to Seira end up flapping up to her head too, though unlike Doug, it seemed this one had a bit more of a mischievous side than the little dual-type currently huddled underneath his hat. Indeed, he couldn't hold back another chuckle as he felt Doug shuffle around underneath his hat, peeking out from underneath it with a small peep, curious as to what was going on down below. The Staraptor Gijinka reached a hand up to gently rub some calloused fingers over the little bird's head, smiling when he heard a small peep and felt the soft downy feathers of the hatchling rub against his sensitive fingertips. The smile widened, however, when she announced that she wanted to go to the games next, and he relaxed a little, nodding his thanks to the driver when the man pulled the Rapidash up at the entrance to a little alleyway filled to the brim with games and such things. "I guess I'll havta win 'ya a good prize, now won't I?" he joked cheerfully, giving her an easy grin and reaching up to push his hat back a little bit before he remembered that Doug was still underneath it and the little Swablu probably wouldn't take well to having his hiding place moved about like that without warning. As he stepped down from the carriage, his sole visible eye darted about the scene, warily taking in his surroundings and searching for threats as a Staraptor might have in the wild before he scolded himself for the lapse in attention and forced himself to focus on Seira. He may have been a member of Epispect, but he highly doubted that anyone was going to get up to anything terribly illegal or try to make an attempt on his life despite the fact that he worked to bring in Illegal Gijinka - if they even made the connection in the first place - so he should be able to relax and just show Seira a good time. After he'd hopped down, he turned an offered his hand to the Altaria Gijinka still in the carriage, willing to help her down if she needed it and lend her a hand to help her balance even if she didn't.
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Post by Seira Blake on Apr 26, 2013 12:28:19 GMT -5
Words;; 500 Tags;; Ryan Brant Eggs;; - - 4/10 Notes;;
Safe! XD Alene is a trouble maker, poor Seira~!
A blush colored the young girl’s cheeks when she heard Brant’s good-natured chuckle, most likely from Alene’s little trip to her head. She blushed more when he chuckled again – those this wasn’t a blush of embarrassment, no it was because of how nice Brant sounded when he laughed. And she had nothing to be embarrassed about now, Brant was chuckling from the antics of his own Sweblu perched on his head, hiding from the world in the safety of the hat. Though now, he was peeking out to see what was making his new trainer laugh, the sweetness and curiosity glowing in his eyes made Seira so happy to have shared in his hatching. She couldn’t help but smile when the older of the two humans reached a hand to stroke the newborn’s feathers, earning him a pleased peep from the male Sweblu. She felt the carriage stop as she gave her answer, making her a bit sad that their ride was over, but now they had the games to look forward to. And Brant said he would win her a prize, something she had never been offered before and made her all the more excited as he lifted her off his lap to exit the carriage. Seira reached for the pokeball meant for Alene when she hatched, knowing firsthand how cold it was out there and she would never let her Pokemon suffer from the poor weather.
Unfortunately, Alene saw her new trainer/mother reaching for the ball and instinct told her that the ball was bad and she better get away before the bad thing sucked her in. She took flight, bee lining for the only exit as Seira just watched in shock with only a small cry of ‘Alene!’ as she went to perch on the big guy’s hat – seeing as Doug had claim to his head already and she had her Seira’s head anyways. She flew right back inside when her body registered how cold it was outside, making a bee line for her mama’s warm arms instead of her head as being on the big guy’s head made her more cold than being in Seira’s arms.
Seira stroked the soft down of Alene’s head, cooing softly to her chick who shivered in her arms. Well, any chance of putting Alene inside a pokeball was gone since the hatchling would just fly outside again – Seira just knew she would, something inside told her so – so she instead brought out the fleece blanket she had wrapped around Alene’s egg before she hatched and draped it over the now calmed and warm baby. She looked up to see Brant’s hand offered to her, just as he had offered it to her when she was climbing into the carriage at the beginning of their ride. She took the offered security and balance with a grateful smile and a warm feeling in her chest, careful as she stepped out as Alene was cuddled in her arms, looking too comfortable to leave.
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Post by Ryan Brant on Apr 28, 2013 6:33:45 GMT -5
Words;; 408 Tags;; Seira Blake Eggs;; - - 5/10 - - 4/10 - - 4/10 Notes;; I thought I'd written far less than I had. :'D That's reassuring. :3
Ryan was slightly relieved when he saw Seira reaching for a Pokeball to put her newborn Pokemon inside, not wanting her to worry about whether or not her little baby was cold or not, but when the dual type made a break for the door, his throat choked up with the worry that the little one would manage to escape, thus making the sweet Altaria Gijinka fret and possibly even doubt her own abilities as a Trainer. As a result, the feeling of something else settling on his hat was a bit of a relief, though he good-naturedly grumbled under his breath that "My hat ain't a perch dammit" despite the fact that he made no effort to shoo the small birds away. Fortunately, however, the baby didn't stay there long, departing quickly at the chill to return to Seira, which left the Staraptor Gijinka a bit worried about his own Swablu keeping warm until he heard a soft little contented coo come from underneath his hat. Doug seemed fine, so he turned his attention back to Seira, giving her a charming smile as she took his hand for balance while climbing out of the carriage with her arms full of Alene. Feeling a little bold, he began to guide her through the maze of game booths with all the flashing lights and loud noises that made his senses as both a Staraptor Gijinka and as an Epispect hunter go ballistic. "Sorry if 'ya wanted t' play the games up front," he murmured a little sheepishly, not even realizing that he still had her hand clasped in his. "I just thought 'ya might like a quieter place better, 'ya know?" By that point they'd gotten away from that louder, crazier section, and he turned to look at her, rubbing the back of his head with his free hand with a sheepish smile. "If 'ya wanna, we can go back, but I think the 'mon'll like it better here where it's not such a racket." Okay, he was sort of rambling now, but he couldn't quite manage to get himself to knock it off when he saw how cute she looked with the baby Swablu in her arms and that fluffy little dress on her in a way that just made him want to say to hell with the fact she should date people closer to her own age and kiss her. Arceus he had it bad for her...
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Post by Seira Blake on May 2, 2013 15:36:49 GMT -5
Words;; 395 Tags;; Ryan Brant Eggs;; - - 5/10 Notes;;
Safe again! Woo! *parties*
Seira couldn’t help but giggle when she saw Alene perch shortly on Brant’s hat, reminding her of when Eleonora had done the same thing but for different reasons. It also relieved her of the fear that Alene would run away from her just shortly after hatching, all because she was placing the duel type into her Pokeball to avoid being chilled. Seira was more relieved when Alene flew back to her, shivering from the cold and looking for her warmth. The young Gijinka made quick work of wrapping her baby inside her fleece blanket and leaving the carriage, hand in Brant’s to keep her balance. Her heart fluttered in that strange way that was becoming very familiar very quickly when Seira saw the warm smile, her cheeks almost a permanent red from blushing as she returned his smile with one of her own. She followed the older man faithfully, moving past the noise to a quieter area that settled Alene’s nerves and calmed the frightened peeps from Doug, and made her feel on edge from all the stimulation. “It’s okay, Brant, those games were a bit too loud.” Seira gave an understanding smile, her hand in his forgotten. Seira looked up to stare into the visible eye of the Staraptor Gijinka, her pale green and gold-freckled eyes glowing with trust most people wouldn’t think of placing on a man they barely knew – even though he is a man of the law, those same people would still find some fault in thinking Brant trustworthy in this day and age. Seira didn’t know why, but everything from his kind blue eyes to his sheepish smiles made her want to take hold and never let go. Everything inside her said to do so – no matter what anyone else would think or say. Alene cooed her opinion of this arrangement, glad to be away from all that noise and happy to say so. Seira giggled at the antics of her baby. “I think Alene agrees with you, and so do I, all those lights and sounds can’t be good for a newborn.” Seira’s hand gave an unconscious squeeze when she noticed how closely Brant was looking at her. Honestly, the girl serious believed her cheeks would never return to their normal color after tonight. But she would be lying if the blue-haired girl didn’t think she liked those stares.
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Post by Ryan Brant on May 5, 2013 7:30:30 GMT -5
Words;; 356 Tags;; Seira Blake Eggs;; - - 6/10 - - 5/10 - - 5/10 Notes;; Thought about putting those eggs in this thread, but decided against it. They can go in with Terra and Kai's thread, and then the two normal Eevee eggs that Izzy's holding for her can go to Dawn and Tobi instead.
Doug seemed to settle down underneath his Trainer's hat once they were away from the louder, more crowded games, and that fact rather settled Ryan, if only because it meant that the newborn wasn't shifting around in fright on his scalp. He was glad to hear that she wasn't upset about skipping all those other games, and she just seemed content and happy enough that he felt fairly confident that she wasn't lying about it. He chuckled softly at her baby Swablu's coo, the quiet giggle that escaped the Altaria Gijinka's lips sounding sweet enough to make him want to just scoop her up and never let go. "Well then, looks like we're gonna be stuck here awhile," he stated, looking around at the various booths around them, trying to figure out which one Seira might like best, a task made much more difficult with the fact that he hardly knew her well enough to be able to properly weigh out what she would like and dislike. A squeeze around his hand derailed that particular train of thought, however, and he found his gaze darting down to look at his hand, his single visible eye blinking in surprise when he saw that she was clutching it still, the Starpator Gijinka not even having realized that he must not have released her hand when he'd helped her down from the carriage. He knew that he should pull his hand away. It wasn't right that he should keep holding onto her hand, especially considering that it shouldn't even be his to hold, but he couldn't quite manage to bring himself to loosen his grip anytime soon. Instead, he found himself squeezing her hand in return as he gave her an easy smile. "Right then, now that we're here, whatcha wanna try first?" he asked, the words easily falling from his tongue as he waited for a response. He couldn't quite manage to figure out what game she wanted to start with, and if he didn't know, he might as well try asking before he relied on Lady Luck to be able to guess which one she'd find enjoyable.
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Post by Seira Blake on May 10, 2013 13:21:14 GMT -5
Words;; 260 Tags;; Ryan Brant Eggs;; - - 6/10 Notes;;
=x= Not much but it'll do. >3 I hope you don't mind a random duet contest, Ryan~
Seira looked around at the games, searching for one that looked the most fun to play. She hummed in agreement, finding the selection to be a bit hard since all of them looked fun to play and some had many prizes she’d love to try to win. She also tried to make her decision based on what Brant would like to do, a factor that made her choice so much harder since she didn’t know what he would like or dislike. Her hand squeezed a bit tighter as she worried herself over what to pick, and felt assured when Brant squeezed back. She thought about the shooting game nearest to them, Brant owned a gun so maybe… In the far distance she heard music – not something loud and over stimulating, but light and easy to sing to. Her attention snapped back to the Staraptor Gijinka when he asked for her choice of game. Seira couldn’t help but look around slowly to see if she could find the source of the music. It stopped, making her frown before something new played, and with it two voices keeping to the beat. Her smiled returned and her eyes landed on Brant again. “Let’s go see where the music is coming from, please?” She asked, eyes excited over the idea of finding a karaoke contest. She loved to sing, and she felt more inclined to sing than any other time in her life, her heart wanted to sing for Brant and it would be so perfect to do so here at the Valentines Fair.
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