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Characters: Redglare and eeeeveryone
Setting: 6th floor, aka the forest aka Redglare's favorite floor
Format: you pick i'll follow
Summary: Redglare hangs out in the forest, presumably people bother her. I am 0k with chocolate shenanigans!
Warnings: possibly violence or other such shenanigans.

[there are monsters in the forest, yes, and it can be a little disturbing at times, but it's really quite reminiscent of Alternia if you ignore how the color scheme of the trees is wrong. so Redglare likes to hang out there when she's not 1NV3ST1G4T1NG up a storm.

and today she's actually close enough to the staircase that casual passersby can spot her if they're paying attention. she's just leaning against a tree, relaxing.

or, relaxing as much as she ever does in a place that isn't totally private.]

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[A light crooning sounds comes from the highblood.......yes, it was indeed him, and not some other animal off in the distance. this is no trick, redglare. why can't you seeeee?

He sort of nuzzles at the arm on his shoulder.]

Did I ever all motherfucking tell you, Neophyte? Shit like this seriously motherfucking the finer things in this fucking life that a brother don't get to all do. [god what are you even saying, highblood...]

[oh god she seriously doesn't know what to do other than play along. it's not like she can leave or something, he's literally over twice her size??? she's not even considering that it might not be a trick, though as things keep up she might begin to suspect it's something to do with the tower...]

No, I don't believe you ever did. [a beat.] I would love to hear more on the subject, however.

[well if redglare was ever thinking about absconding, it's too late now! he reaches up to grasp her hand -- though it ends up being her whole forearm with those ridiculous sized hands of his -- and nuzzling further.

congrats, you get to see the highblood at his most vulnerable. sob.]

See, shit's just too serious and motherfucking high tension around here. A brother can be all enjoying that sort of shit a good deal of the time, but a serious chill is all what we motherfucking need sometimes. Like for motherfucking instance, you're too formal, Neophyte. Relax.

[if only this were a less ambiguous person so redglare could have a better idea of whether it was acting or actual tower shenanigans! life is so hard!! she is....not doing a good job of relaxing at all, oops.]

I'm quite relaxed. [nope.]

[You can't hide your feelings from him, love. He can feel the tension in your arm and wherever else he is making contact with.]

Don't be motherfucking lying to a brother, now... [Flat stare.]

[she sighs.]j I am merely trying to put you at ease.

[since wallowing all over her isn't "at ease", apparently?]

[His grip on her arm tightens, and he cranes his neck to gaze up at her with the same flat gaze. To be frank, he's not very good at being flushed for someone, so you're gonna have to let him know what's what!]

I am always at my motherfucking ease. You should be all knowing that by now, Neophyte.

Your behavior suggests otherwise. It's unusual. [the "even for you" is unspoken here.]

Am I wrong to be concerned? Perhaps you are merely enjoying a joke. [the "at my expense" here is also unspoken.]

[Yeah, don't think he doesnt hear that! A low growl bubbles up in the back of his throat, his grip unrelenting. Why is she the suspicious one of all peop-- oh, we'll, actually it's pretty obvious huh? He's not sure why he thought it was strange of her... he frowns a little at that thought.

Guess he can't really blame her, now that he thinks about it. Like most of the peasantbloods, they feared him, which is fine! But his dear Neophyte, she's different somehow! She's not supposed to be afraid (or concerned, as she had put it), and to think that she really was this whole time...Well, that just makes a brother get his pity on for a sister.]

No joke, sister. It isn't motherfucking funny or right to be all drawing out jokes that long. [He turns to look at her, a look of strange calm on his face.]

[redglare can't help the little sigh that escapes her. she's not sure what the right course of action here is.]

...I see.

[so she'll just go with a neutral answer and hope for the best.]

[Her short answers make him frown even more than before, and lets go of her arm completely. Then he sort of maneuvers himself on the grass so that he's sitting cross-legged across from her instead of to her side, staring straight into her bright red glasses.]

Hey, a brother can be all motherfucking getting his understanding on about a thing or two. I motherfucking get that noise, I am the Grand Highblood, who be all mowing down motherfuckers in his path right and left. [Then his voice softens, though there's a hissing quality to it.] But have I ever motherfucking hurt you, Neophyte? Couldn't be even all dreaming up that shit, sister. No motherfucking jokes.

[somehow his letting go makes it worse? it makes her feel like he's really being genuine, which is bad, especially if it's just a temporary effect of the tower. she purses her lips, pondering how best to approach this without raising his ire.]

So your feelings are--[yes, she can't help hesitating on it, don't judge her] red, and all you desire is for me to relax in your presence.

Am I reading the evidence correctly, Highblood?

[He's trying not to judge, ok!!! He patiently waits for her to repeat the obvious, then lowers his head slightly in a single nod.]

[wow, what to do...she's been getting tenser in the last few minutes without really realizing it, and she makes herself take a deep breath and let it out. maybe if she manages to get down to a normal level of stiffness he will accept it?...]

Very well.

[she hates to give up the high ground he's given her, even if it wouldn't be that much of an advantage if he attacked, but she decides to take a risk and carefully eases herself into a sitting position, upright on her knees. not that she seems any less tense, really, but she is trying to at least look like she is for the sake of not pissing GHB off.]

[He very nearly beams at her when she kneels, though it probably still looks...extremely...terrifying to most. It's pretty obvious that she's still a little tense, but she's trying, and well...it's not exactly enough for him, but shit's gotta start somewhere.]

Now that wasn't all so motherfucking hard now, was it? Heh heh.

[Continues to gaze down at her, never taking his eyes off her, even when a distant crack of a branch being stepped on can be heard in the distance.]

Edited 2012-02-21 06:33 (UTC)

I suppose not.

[yeah the staring is incredibly unnerving. redglare is grateful for the noise, because it gives her an excuse to look away, ill-advised though she suspects that may be. it's not common for monsters to wander near the staircase, but it's also not totally unheard of...]

[When her gaze and attention is diverted, he feels a sudden surge of...something. Irritation, maybe? Well, whatever it is, it hits him like a ton of bricks and he follows her gaze, his own ears finally picking up on the sound.]

Hear something interesting, Neophyte?

Something moving in the trees. Probably just a beast of some sort.

[since he's looking too, she chances a glance at him.]

I suspect we could take it with no problems, should it attack.

[He glances back over at Redglare, though reluctant to agree with her. Not because he can't handle some stupid monster, but that would make her concentrate on some fucking monster instead of him....and uh, huh. Yeah, that makes him pretty annoyed and...jealous...]

I'll handle the motherfucker, if it comes to it.

[uh...]

If you wish, go right ahead.

[she just barely makes it come out as a statement and not a question. what is up with this behavior!]

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