[Like two kids teasing each other in a playground, Lightning bursts into a fit of giggles when he gets up from his seat and shoots it into the garbage. What a guy. ❤︎ Although her initial thought was that she didn't want to waste it, seeing the look on his face made losing one more blueberry worth it.
She may also be under the influence, and the drink may be going to her head as fast as she's drinking it, and as she swivels her seat around so she can watch him, Lightning tips sideways and almost falls right off of it, but an elbow casually propped up on the counter stops her from tumbling. Whoooops!]
What can I say... five hundred years teaches a woman a lot of class.
[That's what he gets for making all the old lady jokes!!!]
I'm sure your dad'll appreciate me teaching you a lesson or two.
[ After wiping his nose with a bar napkin and discarding it in the same trash can, he leans forward across the bar counter, all the way up to her so all they can see is each other. ]
Hmm, I wouldn't worry. You're a great teacher.
[ His hand reaches for a fistful of blueberries, all of which he crushes in his large hand. ]
And I'm a fast learner.
[ Annnnd then he smears his hand all over her face! And he didn't even kiss her like she kissed him?! Such disrespect! ]
[She's under the impression that he's coming in for a smooch and so she sits there and waits for it, her smile only widening further as he leans over the counter. She even shifts forward a little to close part of the breach between them so it's a little easier, because she's nice like that, but when his hands go for the bowl and there's the gross sound of something wet and squishy followed by a sweet smell, Lightning snaps herself out of her desire for that sweet, tantalizing contact. Alas, it's not fast enough to dodge and instead of a kiss, she ends up with a face full of blueberries.
SUCH DISRESPECT INDEED!
Give her a few seconds to compose herself. Lightning shakes her head and sprays the juice all over the counter and him, and wipes her lashes clean with her sleeve to reveal a glint of mischief in her eyes.]
Yeah? You're a fast learner...
[She'll give him that! She straightens so that she's standing and leans over to give him a blueberry-flavoured kiss.
Meanwhile, her fingers are in the bowl and quickly gathering a handful of plump strawberries. She squishes them between her hands and as soon as she breaks free for air, slaps her palms on either side of his face and rubs them up and down and sideways. She makes extra sure to smear them over his beard too, so that pieces stick to his stubble.]
[ She got him good! Although he was half expecting some form of retaliation, it's not as if he can turn down a kiss, no matter how many they share. In some ways, getting fruit in his face is worth it, but he catches her hands before she can pull away from him. ]
Interesting idea of a "serious relationship" there.
[ Now, while he still has her in his grip, he pulls her closer to him across the counter. It's not mystery that he's amused by their mischief, although the liquor may be playing a factor in here, too. ]
But, you're right. I oughta treat my elders the way you do.
[ Gently, he lets go of her and takes a step back... and performs a weird salute/bow combo. ] ...Sir!
[Boy, is he lucky that there's the obstacle of the counter between them because if it weren't for that, she would have given him a nice, hard shove at that. Instead, she settles for flinging a few more blueberries at him, some hitting and others flying right over or past his head. (STOP WASTING THEM!!!!) When he comes back up from whatever that was, Lightning is watching him with a scrutinizing brow.]
You call that a salute? You wouldn't last a day in the Guardian Corps.
[Tut, tut, tut. Disappointed, she shakes her head and waves her bottle at him before finishing what's left of her drink... she hoped he would have known better.]
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She may also be under the influence, and the drink may be going to her head as fast as she's drinking it, and as she swivels her seat around so she can watch him, Lightning tips sideways and almost falls right off of it, but an elbow casually propped up on the counter stops her from tumbling. Whoooops!]
What can I say... five hundred years teaches a woman a lot of class.
[That's what he gets for making all the old lady jokes!!!]
I'm sure your dad'll appreciate me teaching you a lesson or two.
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Hmm, I wouldn't worry. You're a great teacher.
[ His hand reaches for a fistful of blueberries, all of which he crushes in his large hand. ]
And I'm a fast learner.
[ Annnnd then he smears his hand all over her face! And he didn't even kiss her like she kissed him?! Such disrespect! ]
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SUCH DISRESPECT INDEED!
Give her a few seconds to compose herself. Lightning shakes her head and sprays the juice all over the counter and him, and wipes her lashes clean with her sleeve to reveal a glint of mischief in her eyes.]
Yeah? You're a fast learner...
[She'll give him that! She straightens so that she's standing and leans over to give him a blueberry-flavoured kiss.
Meanwhile, her fingers are in the bowl and quickly gathering a handful of plump strawberries. She squishes them between her hands and as soon as she breaks free for air, slaps her palms on either side of his face and rubs them up and down and sideways. She makes extra sure to smear them over his beard too, so that pieces stick to his stubble.]
... But I'm faster.
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Interesting idea of a "serious relationship" there.
[ Now, while he still has her in his grip, he pulls her closer to him across the counter. It's not mystery that he's amused by their mischief, although the liquor may be playing a factor in here, too. ]
But, you're right. I oughta treat my elders the way you do.
[ Gently, he lets go of her and takes a step back... and performs a weird salute/bow combo. ] ...Sir!
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You call that a salute? You wouldn't last a day in the Guardian Corps.
[Tut, tut, tut. Disappointed, she shakes her head and waves her bottle at him before finishing what's left of her drink... she hoped he would have known better.]
Gotta make sure your back's straight.