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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2013 14:13:49 GMT -6
She was still wearing his hat, and it was a bit big for her head sot it kept slipping downward to cover the top half of her face. She was glad it did, though, because wen he stood and flexed she had a fierce blush covering her cheeks.
But when he returned it had calmed down and so had she. With lightly shaking fingers she took the wallet and placed it in her jacket pocket before taking the hat off to give back to him. Trouble? That was the last thing she wanted to be called. "I-I'm...Kaylee." she said, turning her eyes up to him with a smile on her lips.
"What's your n-name...stripes?" Oh god had she really just said that? Her expression turned from happy to exasperated in an instant and she just stared at him for a moment. "I'm sorry! That just...came out..." | @lily |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2013 14:30:04 GMT -6
| @ @kat Ah. His hat. He’d almost forgotten it. Strange, considering he was about as attached to that thing as he was to his arm. He tried not to let his fingers brush hers when he took back the wide-brimmed head covering, but he hadn’t been doin’ too hot with “trying” today.
Replacing his hat, he cocked his head to the side when she called him “Stripes”. Well, he supposed he couldn’t blame her. Everything about him was a li’l striped. Mr. Ellison used to call him the same thing. If he were to call her by her most defining feature, he’d probably call her Sunset or Ocean Eyes; he felt a little like drowning every time he looked into them. Or he could just call her trouble, because that’s what she was
“El,” he meant to say. Or maybe even "Ellison". But what came out instead was: “Lily.”
He looked like he’d swallowed a toad. His lips twisted up in a frown and he slammed his hat down over his face before he could make any more a fool of himself. This day was just perfect. |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2013 14:39:20 GMT -6
Lily? She hadn't been expecting that. Something foreign seemed to fit him better, but then again Lily was about as foreign as it could get when it came right down to it. For some reason it had a nice ring to it, but he seemed upset at his name. Or was he upset that she had called him stripes?
Well, she wasn't sure what to say so she just said what she was thinking, which was rare for her. "I like it....your name, I mean..." she began, moving to stand up from the ground. But in the moment she had forgotten how truly cold she was and she fell back down to her knees, her entire body shaking from shock.
Kaylee didn't want to ask for help because he had already saved her once, but there was no way she could stand up again without some help. "C-can...you h-h-help me inside? I...I think..." The world began to spin and before she knew it, she was falling to the ground and the world blacked out. | @lily |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2013 16:42:09 GMT -6
| @ @kat Lily had expected something more…derisive from her. A giggle, at least, but no. The girl—Kaylee?—said he liked his name. He closed his mouth, having opened it to tell her off, and looked at her strangely. If he could have found the words, he would have asked why, or maybe what was wrong with her, but his supply of words seemed exhausted. Or, almost.
As she drooped forward, he reached out to catch her and let one more slip out. “Fuck.”
Is she just gonna keep fallin’ all over me like this?
Unfortunately, he couldn’t just leave her here—not out in this heinous cold, and especially not in an alley where he’d just trashed a group of idiots trying to do lord knows what to her. Swallowing his sigh, Lily muttered something about “damn inconvenient women” and shuffled around. He slung his arms under Kaylee’s knees and around her back, hoisting her into his arms. Her head lolled against his shoulder—he was right; her hair was soft as silk—and he could feel just how cold she was now with her cheek pressed into his bare shoulder.
Now that she was asleep, he had no problem turning to go the way she’d indicated, but he shouldn’t have expected any more ease out of this day. No sir, as soon as he stepped out of the mouth of the alley, he was greeted with a chorus of cheers and screams, a back-beat chant of that damned word: hero. Every damn geek in that coffee shop must have come out to see the racket, and now they were standing around chanting and whistling.
“I’m telling you,” he growled as he tried to shove his way through the mob of bodies, “I ain’t nobody’s hero!”
He had to get out of here. With only the vaguest inkling of where he was supposed to be going, he pushed past the crowd and stormed down the main avenue of the city. Wherever he was going, it sure as hell wasn’t going to be as populated as this nut farm.
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