You called for me?

I'm Hinley, and if you need something delivered, I'm your girl. Doesn't matter what time, what dimension. I'll get the job done. Trekverse { an indie oc }

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           —— Uh-huh. The last time I saw you, your hair was pink.

[hinleybear]

     --"It is pink.           ...what's wrong with it being pink?"

[hinleybear]

   --"Long time, no see."

[roadiie-deactivated20140523]

            ——I don’t have any comments to make on the matter.

[hinleybear]

    --"I'm taking that as a yes.           ...aren't you cold, rolling around in the snow?"

[roadiie-deactivated20140523]

                 ——I should ask you the same thing. It is you who has the favorable view. 

[hinleybear]

   --I'm definitely having fun.         Hair is looking good. Does this mean you trust me with scissors now?

[roadiie-deactivated20140523]

            ( oh yes. you’d think he would have outgrown such customs. but that is far from the truth. )

[hinleybear]

    { so, it's not the weirdest thing she's caught him doing-- } --"Having fun?"

[roadiie-deactivated20140523]

         ( his eyes flutter closed as their lips meet again and he wonders. he wonders why this small, inexplicable action happens without as much as a moment’s thought. his right hand finds the place around his heart and presses lightly against it, feeling his heart thrum under his skin, and his skin hum with energy. hinley pulls back and he no longer wants to keep his eyes closed, in fear that he might lose that minute spark in her eyes the moment they part. and he catches it. when he does, another thought occurs. that the round might not be stable enough to hold them and his grasp too fragile to catch her. that the world around might not be there, after all. he looks down and his eyebrows shoot up. his hand was still there. )                    ——Might be.

[hinleybear]

     { she cannot read the look on his face, but realises that she doesn't quite want to anyway. she had never been fond of riddles and mysteries, but sam was a mystery that she would wait for. she had all the time in the universe, after all. }            --"If you want me to kiss you again-                                 whenever                      all you have to do is ask." { she doesn't want to make this complicated - after all, she is barely in the same universe for more than a day at a time, and while she doesn't know what sam does really, she knows that he is just as much of an outsider as she is. feelings are complicated - and she doesn't want this to be }

[roadiie-deactivated20140523]

          ( see, there goes one thing that separates him from humans. particularly, the human he’d been assigned to. Achim has only had visual memories to attach to the notion. and now, he can add the feeling, however short it was. but it wasn’t the same as knowing the treasured moment between those he’s witnessed, more intimate than a whisper and closer than an embrace. experimenting wasn’t the same, but it was closer than anything he’s lived through. )                       ——Please…

[hinleybear]

   { she hadn't considered really that he would say yes, thought that he would laugh and tell her to be grateful for the puppy. but he wants her to kiss him. again. very slowly, she leans forwards so as not to dislodge the puppy from her lap and kisses him }

    --"Better?"

[roadiie-deactivated20140523]

           ( he looks as though someone just slapped him for a moment. that or dumped a bucket of ice cold water on him. before he can register what he is doing, he waves a hand, the universal gesture for dismissal. )                       ——No, that's not what I meant. What I… That's how kissing feels like?

[hinleybear]

   { she can't help it, she smiles, holding the puppy to her chest as it licks her chin, but doesn't move her eyes from his face }      --"Yup. Though I'm pretty sure I can kiss better than that-                         if you wanted..."

[roadiie-deactivated20140523]

             ( puppy? …oh! puppy. he nudges the creature in hinley’s direction without taking his eyes off her. . )                        ——What did you just do?

[hinleybear]

   { she pulls the puppy into her lap and cuddles it, scratching behind its ears and looking up to see he is still looking at her }      --"I kissed you.            Don't worry, I won't do it again if it was that bad."

[roadiie-deactivated20140523]

            ——Beagle, actually. And yeah, heard you wanted a puppy. He rather found me and… Made me think of you.

[hinleybear]

  { okay, maybe not the best idea she's ever had }

  --"...I mean. Thanks. Shit.                 Can I hold the puppy?"

[roadiie-deactivated20140523]

             ——Hey, Hin, I’d like you to meet someone.

[hinleybear]

     --"Puppy?            ...for me?"

[roadiie-deactivated20140523]

    ——Blood-thirsty creatures. It was aiming for my hand. ( to this day, he still had to convince her he had encountered some kind of flesh eating demon breeds of dogs. )        Fine. I will. Anything else to sweeten your day?

[hinleybear]

   { she doesn't quite say bullshit but she's certainly thinking it }       --"I want a puppy but I'm pretty sure £5 won't be enough. So biscuits."

[lucyquinnfabray]

[roadiie-deactivated20140523]

     ——I. was. hungry!

             ( …this is your window of opportunity. take it. ) ——Seriously, if you trusted me to be able to handle money, I’d go get you some more. Like, right now. 

[hinleybear]

    --"Last time I gave you money you lost all of it and told me a dog stole it from you." { still, she hands him a five pound note. it will be entertaining if nothing else }        --"Get me biscuits."

[roadiie-deactivated20140523]

         ( those glorious moments of his smile are short-lived. it dies immediately on his lips. rolling his eyes with tenuous effort, Achim shrugs, not fully processing the question. )                    ——Where you left them.

           ( he reaches to take the earphones back but pauses with his hand stretched in front of him.  ) ——Wait, I ate them. 

[hinleybear]

   { ...the bastard }

--"I'm going to kill you in your sleep."

[roadiie-deactivated20140523]

    ( his gaze flicks to her, freezing a little at finding that Hinley was looking back. he can’t control it, nor does he try. the corners of Achim’s lips curve into lopsided smile and he doesn’t take his headphones off, even as his heart jerks inside his chest. )

[hinleybear]

    { with barely controlled rage, she reaches forwards and yanks his earphones out. he may look cute with that damn smile on his face, but- }         --"Where are my biscuits?"

[roadiie-deactivated20140523]

         ( Fleetwood Mac softly heard playing from the headphones. )

     ——…….

[hinleybear]

   { she is so damn sure the little shit stole her biscuits }