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      Instantly he perks up when he hears her voice. It’s enough to bring a smile to his face, enough to make him forget about his work and to feel his stomach flutter and twist with emotion. He almost forgets to respond to her, almost forgets to breathe just knowing she’s close by. Just outside the observatory. He clears his throat, comes to lean in towards the audio receiver as she tells him she wants to spend the day with him. It’s enough to make his heart swell and his smile to soften into something akin to growing affection. 

      “It’s nothing I can’t pick up later. I’d love to do something with you today, Mimi.” Her nickname falls with endearment, his tone soft and loving. “Thank you for bringing something to eat. I… well… haven’t eaten yet so it’s probably a good idea to do that soon, yeah?” He chuckles, hand finding its way to the back of his neck to rub at it. “I, uhm, well, I really can’t wait to see ya.” He admits. It’s a foolish thing to say, especially with her being outside. “I’ll be there in a sec.” 

      And so he grabs his jacket and shrugging it on starts to head towards the entrance of the observatory. His heart drums steadily in his chest, picking up pace as he reaches the door and opens it. His smile softens further when he lays eyes on her and for a moment he’s breathless, stands there in the entrance and admires her and only her. 

      “Mimi,” he finally finds his voice and ability to move, moving forward to draw her into a warm embrace. “I’m so glad you could come by.” 

    She hears him clear his throat, and wonders if that means he’s looking for a reason not to come out. It wouldn’t bother her if that was the case, it was simply difficult for her to read body language well. Then his voice comes through again, and she’s nodding as though he’s right in front of her. 

    “Sure,” is all the Trial Captain says, before moving away from the intercom to wait patiently. Something about the fact that she has a nickname really touches her, but she can’t quite work out what makes it feel so special. She’d always assumed that her name was far too short to have one, and it hadn’t seemed like a problem till now. But she likes it, and it makes her feel like she really belongs

    The sound of the sliding doors brings Mina’s attention back to focus and her head tilts up a little to look at the other. Is he staring at her? Is there something on her? ...No, this isn’t the first time he’s done this. Her smile gets a little bigger as he reaches for her and she carefully manouvers the boxes around him to press her cheek against him in an attempt to demonstrate her own affection back.

    “I’m always around, I just don’t want to get in the way,” comes the response although its slightly muffled. Like an overly affectionate cat that hasn’t seen its owner in far too long, she’s practically squashed her whole face against his shirt in order to feel completely enveloped in the feeling that is home.

    But Mina is all too aware that she can’t spend forever like this as much as she would like to, and pulls her head up to talk to him properly.

   “Did you want to eat inside together? Or we can take the bus down to the grassy area and just sit if you wanted to get out of the Observatory at all.” Its an open offer for both really; she isn’t bothered which he picks as long she’s with him.

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━━--➞The moment his voice comes through on the intercom, the blonde feels a smile crack on her face as her fingertips tingle. She’s been invited inside, but her feet don’t move. Instead, Mina plays with the hem of her shirt as the two wrapped boxes swing in her grip.

     “Hey, its me. ...Are you busy with work and stuff? I had something I wanted to do...with you...today.”

       Its odd for her to feel so unsure about something, but she knows he can be busy with his work or even with Sophocles and desperately wants to avoid any chance of getting in his way, 

     “I brought some stuff to eat, too. Sometimes I forget to take breaks when I paint and I guess maybe working on the computer is kinda similar.”

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mocrosoft:

     He appears calm on the outside, composed if not a little nervous but on the inside he’s in a panic. It’s heaven to feel her hand in his and when she pulls it away to remove her glove and to return it a moment later he finds it feels nice to feel her skin on his own. He squeezes her hand gently, trying so hard not to apply too much pressure even though his body is alight with energy and need. He’s never felt so wound up before in his life and barely manages to outwardly keep it under control. 

      As long as she sits there he thinks he’ll be ok, thinks he’ll be able to manage these feelings but she doesn’t stop there. She rises from her seat and instantly he can hear his heart pounding away in his ears, his eyes widening as she stands before him like that. He drinks her in, resists the urge to touch and clumsily explore along her skin and to give in to every craving he’s experiencing. It’s a want he’s not accustomed to having and seeing her in such a manner scares him. Wasn’t it too soon to be feeling this way? His head spins and before he can stop it she’s moving again. 

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    Why is he apologizing for how he feels? Its something she just never gets; how people feel they need to excuse perfectly reasonable reactions. Nethertheless she lets one hand fall from his face to rest on his chest for the time being, staring back into his eyes.

     “I know I don’t have to sit here or wear it. I wore it in the first place to see how you would react,” she tells him honestly, “I was interested at what you would think if you actually saw me in it.”

     Its the truth, and she’s still very much interested in the reaction she’s getting. While inexperienced in most areas of sexual advances, she at least knows some things from surfing the web and talking to Olivia. Most of what the Kahuna had said seemed a little over the top though...so she’d take it with a pinch of salt.

     The hand against his shirt starts to move down, Mina shuffling back just a little bit so that her palms can reach between them. She presses gently against the crease in his pants, feeling the heat coming from beneath. An interested hum comes from her mouth, before she leans her forehead against his shoulder and begins to move her palm back and forth slowly. Her gaze is still on his, although it flicks down momentarily to his lips.

    “A-Am I doing the right thing?” Mina asks, still worried underneath about her forwardness and actions. 

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mocrosoft:

      His gaze is set on her. Nothing but her and it’s all he can do to try to become aware of everything around him. He can’t keep up with himself, desire seizing him as swiftly as it could. He feels the heat creeping back down his face, flooding through his body and his hands clumsily mess with his tie. He wants them to be elsewhere– on her. It scares him to think like that, the thought a sudden thing that makes him painfully aware of what this situation is doing to him. He just doesn’t know how to handle it. It’s new, and he instantly feels ashamed for becoming so hot and bothered by such a kind gesture. She was just showing it off to him, wasn’t she? 

      “Y-You do look nice,” his voice is soft, distant and timid, especially when she stretches out for him. Heat creeps up to his ears and spreads down his neck and he finds he simply can’t look away. It’s too much and so he clears his throat, awkwardly and out of sorts. “t-the, uhm, the picture doesn’t do you justice.” It’s nothing but the truth and he’s surprised he can even say that. 

      When she asks him if he can join her he swallows, heart leaping up into his throat as he starts to panic further. She’s going to know if he comes closer, will find out that this appeals to him and that he thinks she looks more than nice. He feels bad leaving her hanging there with her hand outstretched towards him and slowly he takes a step forward, and then another, hand reaching out to take her own before he nervously sits beside her. 

      “A-are you comfortable?” It’s a lame question to ask, but he sees how flushed she is and wonders if she’s in the same predicament as he is.

  The compliment is music to her ears, and immediately she feels just that little bit more okay with the way things are. It seems as though she’s trapped his gaze on her now, and the Trial Captain can’t help but smirk a little as he moves towards her to sit down. The moment his skin touches the fabric of her glove, she pulls away to take the offending garment off. Then, she quickly slides her hand back into his and looks up at him, revelling in the warmth he’s giving off.

   “It’s soft,” she simply states, looking down at the ribbons across her body. She was as comfortable as she could be in something like this, automatically assuming that he was referring to the clothes themselves. 

    Mina stares down at herself for a second longer, before she looks up at him with a determined expression. She’s come this far, she’s not going to back down now. Carefully, she stands up from the bed and lets his hand fall away from hers, taking in a quick breath of air before she goes to stand directly in front of him. There, she moves forwards, manouvering herself to essentially sit in his lap with one leg over either side of his. There’s dead silence that hangs in the air after, the woman bringing her hands up to his cheeks to feel the red hot of his skin.

    “Please tell me if you want me to stop,” she says, nerves still present in her voice.

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   She hears the turning of the front door and immediately her face becomes devoid of all emotion as she starts to panic. This was a bad idea. This was a terrible idea. She had no clue where to go from here. Was this even his kind of thing? She brings a hand up to scratch at her cheek in thought, almost falling straight off the bed as Molayne comes straight in.

    Oh this was definitely a bad idea. Mina blinks back at him with a shy expression, swallowing down the nerves she has.

   “Y-You said I looked...nice...so...”

    It sounds dumb coming out of her mouth, her blush reaching down to her neck and bare shoulders. But she keeps going anyway, even going so far as to scoot back and stretch out on the duvet, back pressed up against the abundance of pillows at the head. If anyone was looking, the word soft would come immediately to mind, but all the woman can think is ‘What if this backfires...’ Admittedly it does feel strange to be in this sort of outfit on behalf of another person, but its slightly thrilling at the same time. 

   “I hope I didn’t drag you away from something important,” she apologises, one hand holding onto the covers beneath her whilst the other reaches out towards him; “Did you want to...join me?”

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Get back there and wear it for him!

   She’s not up at the Observatory anymore, but she is back on her boat squinting at herself in the mirror. Surprise, surprise, she has the stupid outfit on again and just looks.

    “I don’t understand how this is appealing. I-”

    She stops herself, then slowly reaches over to the bed where her clothes and phone are discarded, picking up the device and inhaling deeply. How...how was she supposed to make this sound okay??? Her silver eyes dart from the phone to the bed, before going back to the screen. If it ended up with nothing happening then it didn’t matter. They could just...sit...or something.

     Her fingers fly over the keys and the message ‘There’s an emergency. Come down to my place. Ty.” is sent to her the Scientist, before she flings the phone away and goes to sit on the bed with a shaky breath.

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mocrosoft:

      Was she embarrassed? Irritated? He picks up mixed signals from her and nervously takes her phone. He adjusts his glasses, clears his throat and looks at the image before nearly dropping the phone. He’s not expecting this and his face floods with red, his eyes widening and mouth dropping open wide. She had this??? He closes his mouth with a click of teeth and hands her her phone back, his other hand already messing with the collar of his shirt. When did it get so hot in here?

      “Y-you uhm, you look nice. I-In that I mean–” right she didn’t want to talk about it and with a crack in his voice he responds. “ok…! Never again. Can do. Won’t hear it from me. No sir. Not at all–” he’s rambling, too flustered to stop.  

    She takes the phone and avoids looking at his face, one hand still covering her own flushed cheeks. Oh God, she knew he’d feel awkward about it, why did she even show him in the first place-

    “You...think I look nice? ...I-” That confuses her but she refuses to dwell on it as she pockets the phone and turns around. This was so awkward. It wasn’t as though she’d even taken the picture by accident, it was clearly a semi-posed one. 

    “Nevermind, I’ll- I’ll- see you later-” Mina stammers, turning to leave.

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{{-☂-}} “I would kill to be naturally gorgeous. Like one of those gorgeous girls with the blonde hair and pretty lips and clear skin.”

“Perhaps if I dye my hair or something…”

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 “But you are naturally gorgeous, I don’t get it. Don’t dye your hair unless its for yourself...”

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  “I need to leave. I need to go right now. Goodbye Alola, its been good.”

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“NO NO I DONT”

      “You don’t?” But they just said she did. Now he’s confused, looking amiss through it all but also curious. What was she hiding? “I’ll admit, now I’m just curious! You know you can always share things with me, Mina. I won’t mind.” He’s expecting an art piece at best. 

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   Why did he have to be so damn sweet about things? She hides her face in her hands before letting out an irritated sigh and shoving her phone into his hands, already on the ‘Album’ App with the picture up.

     “I don’t remember ordering it. But I have it. Let us never speak of this again.”

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Go show Molayne your cute new outfit.

   “No no no no no- What outfit? There’s no outfit. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

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those boobs are almost exposed im telling on u

    “No no no Sophocles don’t tell anyone anything-”

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ooc: please help me i have a serious addiction to this game

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     “Okay. Who sent me candy in the shape of dicks in the mail.”