STAAAAAIRS...

[pchaaair]

Characters: TAVROS AND ANYONE THAT WANTS TO JOIN IN? Mingle forever guys. Make new threads and respond to other threads as much as you want!!
Setting: The stairs.
Format: Starting with action, but I can match!
Summary: A katamari of people going down the stairs.
Warnings: ... Stairs. Lots of stairs.

[SO ANIMUS, how about those stairs? They're pretty painful to fall down sometimes, aren't they? Especially when a bunch of people (and trolls) get caught up in it.]

[ooc; SO HOW ABOUT THAT STAIR KATAMARI GUYS?]

Comments

[pchaaair]

I'm-- um, sorry. I didn't mean to. [HE WOULD MOVE IF HE COULD, but his legs are even more damaged than they were before.]

[eveningplum.livejournal.com]

I-It's fine.

Are you okay at least? I mean, I'm glad I could break your fall but uh...I think you're heavier than I am. [Wiggles under him, pretty much pinned in place for the time being.]

[pchaaair]

I'm okay. Are you, uh, fine? Aside from falling down the stairs. [OKAY HE IS NOW GRABBING SOMEONE, and trying to pull his way away from her.]

[eveningplum.livejournal.com]

[IT DOES FEEL just a bit awkward with him laying on top of her.] I think I'm as okay as can be expected. At least I didn't break anything just- kind of bruised a lot.

I'm glad you're okay though, Tavros.

[pchaaair]

That's not, um, too bad at least. [OH GOD THIS IS SO AWKWARD AND HARD TO MOVE.] I didn't mean to start this.

[eveningplum.livejournal.com]

[Shakes her head with a small smile.] It's okay. I'd rather have you on me than some freak or pervert. [Yes that sounds perfectly harmless to her.]

[pchaaair]

[BROWN BLUSH?? SLIGHTLY YES.]

U-uh. If you're sure about that.

[eveningplum.livejournal.com]

Yup, I don't mind.

[Tilts her head and raises a sleeve to his cheek ever so carefully.] You're uh- going a little brow there. Are you sure you're alright?

[pchaaair]

[LKJslkdjfas STOP MAKING HIM BLUSH MORE...]

Everything is okay. There is, um, nothing to worry about. At all.

[eveningplum.livejournal.com]

If you're sure then. You're just- changing colors. [Giggles, clapping her sleeves together.]

[pchaaair]

[OH GOD WHY. WHY]

That's, um, nothing.

[eveningplum.livejournal.com]

[Blinks, watching him closely since they're still kind of..just stuck with him on top of her.]

Really? I think it's interesting.

[pchaaair]

... Err... why?

[eveningplum.livejournal.com]

Cause it's different and unique. That makes it really special.

[pchaaair]

All trolls can, um, kind of do that. It just varies in color.

[eveningplum.livejournal.com]

Trolls?

Like Norway's mythology? I wish Nations had different blood colors. That'd make us really really interesting.

[Motions to his horns.] And those?

[pchaaair]

Uh... I don't know if it's like that mythology, since I have never really heard it, but, I guess it is kind of interesting.

Those are just horns, and not really anything that is special.

[eveningplum.livejournal.com]

Hm, I guess they wouldn't really know about themselves huh..[Wrinkles her nose, thinking.]

Ah? But they're so cool! [Touches them with her sleeves, there's hands in there somewhere, I swear.] Hehe, are they heavy?

[pchaaair]

I am definitely not from a place called Norway, though. So, that might be why I haven't heard of it.

[klsdjf HORN TOUCHING WHY. He's just awkward and not all that big on his horns being touched, although he won't say anything.] I guess they are, but, I am sort of used to it.

[eveningplum.livejournal.com]

[Smiles and nods, touching them once more before her hands go back to herself. ]

Well, whatever the reason I like them! Cause they're part of you, too.

[pchaaair]

U-um. Really?

[eveningplum.livejournal.com]

Uh huh.

You seem really put off by this, how come?

[pchaaair]

Oh, I'm not really put off by it, or anything, so I don't really mean to come off like that at all.

[eveningplum.livejournal.com]

It's okay!

..Do you think you could possibly get off me now? As nice as you are, my sister might come and get the wrong idea.

[dawnlotus.livejournal.com]

[FFFFF if this is okay? ;A; Speak of the devil, here she walks by now.]

... [wait a minute, she must double check.]