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[ Today is a big, big day for Xion. Though she'd planned to do ... what she's about to do ... from the start, her original plans had never included the journal. Not on Valentine's Day!

But strangely enough, she seems to have forgotten there's any inherent risk to using the journal today... and since it's such a big day, she wants to be positive she'll catch him. So early in the morning, before school, she'll toss this filter up. ]

( Filtered to Luke | Locked 100% )

Hey, Luke...? Could you meet me outside after school? I have-- um... I wanted to talk to you.

[ She'll leave it at that, and not wait for a reply -- or even look for one later. It's too nerve wracking! Instead she'll fidget herself through her school day, doing something rather unusual for her -- paying exactly zero attention in all of her classes. She's a little too busy playing out in her mind all the ways this can go horribly, terribly wrong.

... and maybe, just maybe, the one way it can go right.

Yes, today is a day Xion will be making repeated and valiant efforts not to blush.

Anyway, after school, true to her word she'll be waiting not far from the entrance to the building, fussing with the bag she's got strung over her shoulder. She keeps reaching into it, to fiddle with something in there... but she doesn't take that something out.

She looks very nervous, and a little flushed. Do feel free to bother her. ]

(ooc; HEY GUYS - EVENT MUSIC! SING ALONG!

ps this post will require sending time and space off a cliff but that is totally okay. will get to backtags slowly, hooray for next two days off! happy valentine's day!!)

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I don't know... it was just sorta what we did. The "icing on the cake." [ small smile. that phrasing is familiar... though the memory is ... kinda hazy. ] Every day after our missions we'd all go sit on the clock tower together, and eat ice cream, and talk about what had happened...

[ she leans back on her (sticky) hands, smiling a far away smile at the ceiling. ]

It was fun.

[He glances sidelong at her to listen to what she's saying... After the missions, huh? And talking about what happened. That sounds just slightly familiar. If ice cream were involved then, too... it'd probably be special to him as well.

So, he shrugs with one shoulder.]

I guess I can see that...

[And takes another lick of the ice cream. alskdfjsdf salty. But not bad.]

[ ... sits up straight and licks some of the ice cream off her fingers, watching him veeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeery innocently.

see you're eating it aren't you. aren't you. it's growing on you isn't it.

:) ]

Well?

[Yeaaah he sees that look you're giving him there. He glances at her again, unconsciously taking another little lick.]

It's okay. I mean, it's... not as bad as I thought it'd be.

See, I told you! [ nudges his shoulder with hers, then stands up, putting her still ice creamy hands on her hips and surveying all the damage. ]

I'm going to have to clean this all up now... and I'm gonna make you help me, you know. [ she says this idly, without the same teasing behind it there was to her previous threat of making him eat that damn ice cream, but she does mean it. she stoops over to pick up the fallen ice cream from where it went splat on the floor and makes a face as it drips. ]

[Luke stands and faces the bed, his hands on his own hips as he examines the damage. Ice cream everywhere, heh... She'll probably have a lot of trouble getting that out. Speaking of which, he puts the whole popsicle in his mouth now that there isn't much left - and makes a face, but that wears away into the usual neutrality shortly after... only to turn to flustered indignance once she remarks that he's helping, and he whirls around to face her.]

Mmf?! [But she's the one who tackled him! At least, that's what he would say if his mouth wasn't full. Instead, he just accepts his losses, because he kind of was the one who egged her on, and sighs.] Mmmmf...

[ ... see, Luke shoving the rest of that ice cream in his mouth?

that's victory.

she says nothing, though, just smiling, though her smile broadens to a grin when he speaks in "mmmmf." she'll dump the melty ice cream in her trash bin, then go over to him and -- careful to keep her hands out of the way -- sweetly kiss him on the cheek. ]

Come on, it won't take long if we work together.

[ since her hands are already ice creamy, like her sheets, well ... she just grabs all the stuff and pulls it off the bed, bundling it up in her arms. then she looks thoughtful, and holds it all out to him. ]

Can you take this stuff and stick it in the washing machine? It's down the hall, past the stairs... I need to get something to clean the floor with.

Edited 2011-02-19 03:54 (UTC)

[A sweet, gentle kiss on the cheek...

Gulp.

... Goes the ice cream, and Luke has to bend over and cough a few times thanks to the coldness that suddenly passes through his throat. By the time he's finished with his hands on his knees and his head down, Xion's gathered up the sheets and holding them out to him, and he... looks a little awkward. He's only actually done the laundry a grand total of twice in his life; the first time was a complete disaster, though the second one was better. Guy usually does it all for him the rest of the time.]

Oh... Okay. I'll, uh... try.

[And with that, he heads down the hall with sheets in hand to conquer the washing machine. It shouldn't be too hard...]

[ what's that awkward face for, boyfriend? she believes in you. she just sorta... looks at him for a moment, smiling a little, then lets him be on his way. in the meantime, she'll go and clean off her hands, fetch the mop...

... but it isn't more than about two minutes before curiosity wins over and she goes to check on him. ]

Luke?

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