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Bobby Drake ([personal profile] mister10below) wrote2011-08-27 11:47 pm

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[Bobby's outside, holding the journal facing towards him with one hand and tossing a snowball with the other.]

I promise this is not my fault! I had absolutely nothing to do with this.

[Not that anyone except for maybe two people would have any reason to suspect him. But he's too used to having to give a disclaimer every time snow comes when it probably shouldn't have.]

But since it is here and awesome, I am totally taking advantage of it.

Does anyone like ice skating? Someone go skating with me, guys!

[There's a pause as he throws the snowball high up into the air and lets it fall back to the ground.]

Or if we can get enough people, I am all in for a game of snow capture the flag.

[It is SNOWING, and Bobby is the happiest mutant ever right now. Reply here or come bug him outside? He's wandering around all over, so if it's some place outside, feel free to run into him there.]

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[identity profile] angha-firebird.livejournal.com 2011-08-29 08:20 am (UTC)(link)
Skate?

[Okay. So she's a little nervous. She'd never done--whatever it was he was doing right now. It looked as though he was flying along the ice.]

Is that what you're doing now?

[Hesitantly, biting her lip before deciding to be daring and blurting her question out she asks:] What's capture the flag?

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[identity profile] angha-firebird.livejournal.com 2011-08-29 08:52 am (UTC)(link)
I have not...

[His smiles are friendly indeed, and Aara daringly inches a few half paces forward.]

I have not.

[She ducks her head, a small embarrassed flush rising to her cheeks at admitting it, but his explanation of capture the flag is captivating, and she hangs on his every word.]

You protect this flag that it yours?

[Then something else entirely captures her attention.]

Snow... fort? You make a fortress of snow and not ice? [She's leaning forward and a hint of a smile tugs at the edges of Aara's lips. She wants to do these things, and delight and excitement grow in the depths of her eyes.] I can protect this flag.

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[identity profile] angha-firebird.livejournal.com 2011-08-29 09:07 am (UTC)(link)
[The grin Aara gives is the biggest, happiest grin she's given in a long time. Pure delight washes over her features and she nods enthusiastically--small bobs of her head.]

I do. Please do.

[Aara feels her heart flutter and actually soar at that bit of news. He wanted her. For his team. Her, the outcast. A dark flush races across her cheeks and she ducks her head, unable to do anything with the elation she was feeling but grin widely down at her feet.]

Okay. [Her gaze tentatively lifts to hold his.] I would like that.

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[identity profile] angha-firebird.livejournal.com 2011-08-29 09:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Sit on the cold ice? Well... it was probably better than snow. This way it wouldn't soak into her dress at least. Aara shivers, but does as she was told, watching him with open interest and gleaning as much information from this experience as she was able.]

Make? Will it take very long? Maybe I can help? [She didn't want him expending a ton of energy on her, that was for sure. Not on such a chore.]

I... I may not be very good. [It was only fair to warn him after all, wasn't it?Maybe he wouldn't want her for his team anymore...]

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[identity profile] angha-firebird.livejournal.com 2011-08-29 09:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Aara gasps at what Bobby did to the soles of her borrowed shoes, eyes widening impossibly as she stares and her heart leaps into her throat.]

You... [Her tone is even softer than usual, and when her eyes lift to Bobby's face her hands are already accepting his.]

What are you? [Her head tilts to one side, as if she could figure it out. Her tone holds awe as well as complete astonishment.] Are you an elemental? Do such things exist?

[A humored grin quirks along one side of Aara's face. He just created blades of ice on her feet, and was continuing their conversation as if nothing happened. She shook her head in slight disbelief.]

I don't even know your name...

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[identity profile] angha-firebird.livejournal.com 2011-08-29 10:14 am (UTC)(link)
Mutants? [Aara frowns, puzzling that out in her head before slowly shaking her head.] No. I do not think that is a very good name at all. Why do you call yourselves such a thing? [Yes. Elemental was better. Kinder.]

[Aara smiles slowly after Bobby helps her to her feet.]

I am Aara. It is nice to meet you, Bobby. [Another... interesting name. Aara is so involved in the conversation she does not yet realize her hands are still being held.]

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[identity profile] angha-firebird.livejournal.com 2011-08-29 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[Aara smiles back, pleased with this. Then he's skating backwards and pulling her along with him and she gasps, eyes going wide as she bends slightly for better balance, muscles tensing. She doesn't move a muscle, just crouches slightly and watches his face, trusting him not to hurt her or let her fall. A small smile starts, growing slowly across her face as she inhales deeply tentatively moves on leg forward, followed by the other, moving with him.]

Like this?

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[identity profile] angha-firebird.livejournal.com 2011-08-30 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
[Feeling somewhat embarrassed yet happy at his praise, Aara picks up the pace a little more, eager for gliding fast along the ice, but knowing she wasn't quite sturdy enough on her feet for that, yet.]

When did you learn how to do this? How long have you been skating?

[Her voice is somewhat breathless, and puffs of air can be seen when she speaks.]

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[identity profile] angha-firebird.livejournal.com 2011-08-30 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
[She's skating more easily now, getting a good rhythm, but the faster they go, the tighter her hold gets until she is able to relax and keep pace once more.]

Tell me more about capture the flag?

[She was really interested in it, and truly wished to guard this flag and be on Bobby's team. Belonging on a team with someone sounded like a dream.]

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[identity profile] angha-firebird.livejournal.com 2011-08-30 05:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[Aara stares as Bobby explains, eyes wide and taking all the information in. Finally she smiles, imagining the game and how much fun it would be.]

It sounds fun. Complicated, yes, but fun to play with friends.

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[identity profile] angha-firebird.livejournal.com 2011-08-31 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Aara's eyes light up at that.]

Every year...

[Taken aback quite a bit, Aara doesn't really think her words through before they come out of her mouth.]

You have friends here?

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[identity profile] angha-firebird.livejournal.com 2011-08-31 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
So... you mostly play this in winter? [She looks around, apparently trusting Bobby enough to guide her while skating even when distracted.] Where would be a good place to play?

[Smiling, Aara ducks her head sheepishly.] I just meant-- [She blushes lightly, humbly.] Friends are... they are treasures. I'm happy you have made friends here.

[Was she making friends? It was hard to tell. It felt like she was heading in the right direction toward friendships, however.]

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[identity profile] angha-firebird.livejournal.com 2011-09-01 07:18 am (UTC)(link)
[She considers this.]

Do you have any ideas on a good place to keep the flag, then?

[She really wants to keep this flag safe. XD]

F-family? [Aara stares in something akin to awe. Nice Bobby. You've made her stutter twice, now. She's no longer picking her feet up to skate, just standing frozen as he pulls her along. They were friends. Family. Then she smiles a happy, close-lipped smile, her eyes beaming.]

I'm glad we're friends, too.