Hmmmm. Dinosaur.
[Let him go Jurassic Park.]
Which one do you prefer?
[Let him go Jurassic Park.]
Which one do you prefer?
[rawr means i love you in dinosaur :3]
[He doesn't mind the shift, even leaning in when she pulls out the shark. Hm. Its cute.]
Why weird? I think it fits you, somehow.
[There's a pause. With a huff, he shifts his arm from one shoulder to the other, now effectively draping his arm over her shoulder as he pulls her a little close.]
[He doesn't mind the shift, even leaning in when she pulls out the shark. Hm. Its cute.]
Why weird? I think it fits you, somehow.
[There's a pause. With a huff, he shifts his arm from one shoulder to the other, now effectively draping his arm over her shoulder as he pulls her a little close.]
No, its not physical, it just...fits your aesthetic, maybe?
[And....he looks at her. He looks at his arm, where be is. He looks at her again.]
[Hm. He clacks the dinosaur head a couple of times.]
...Maybe. I have been feeling strange all day.
[He isn't letting go, though.]
We should just let this ride out, perhaps.
[And....he looks at her. He looks at his arm, where be is. He looks at her again.]
[Hm. He clacks the dinosaur head a couple of times.]
...Maybe. I have been feeling strange all day.
[He isn't letting go, though.]
We should just let this ride out, perhaps.
[HE'S JUST SAYING THINGS FOR THE SAKE OF SAYING THINGS DON'T TAKE HIM SERIOUSLY!!!!]
It sort of is, I suppose, but I haven't done this with anyone else.
[A long pause.]
[Yeah he's twisting the dinosaur to bite at the "neck" of Alex's shark.]
It sort of is, I suppose, but I haven't done this with anyone else.
[A long pause.]
[Yeah he's twisting the dinosaur to bite at the "neck" of Alex's shark.]
Oh, come on? Two against one? That's not fair.
[His poor dinosaur! He detaches the dinosaur from the shark, clacking at the new opponent, before he twists it so that it clacks gently against Alex's cheek. Hansa grins.]
Haha, got the source. Now you clearly have to let me win.
[His poor dinosaur! He detaches the dinosaur from the shark, clacking at the new opponent, before he twists it so that it clacks gently against Alex's cheek. Hansa grins.]
Haha, got the source. Now you clearly have to let me win.
[They are grown adults.]
[Hansa blinks, surprised by the sneak attack...and then bursts out in joyful laughter.]
Haha! So it is! A tie! [And then he grins.] ...Say, you aren't ticklish, are you?
[hansa DO NOT]
[Hansa blinks, surprised by the sneak attack...and then bursts out in joyful laughter.]
Haha! So it is! A tie! [And then he grins.] ...Say, you aren't ticklish, are you?
[hansa DO NOT]
...
[You can almost see his eye dilate. It's Sillytime(TM).]
Guess I have to check.
[And in one swift movement, he puts the grabber under his arm, lets his arm fall from her shoulders, and immediately goes in for a tickle attack at her sides. This is stupid.]
[You can almost see his eye dilate. It's Sillytime(TM).]
Guess I have to check.
[And in one swift movement, he puts the grabber under his arm, lets his arm fall from her shoulders, and immediately goes in for a tickle attack at her sides. This is stupid.]
[He's laughing the whole time - just yet another thing to add the very long list of "things that Hansa does that is not priest-like in any fashion" - and is too distracted by the fact that he's so entertained that he doesn't react to the grabber smacking him on the leg.]
[Which is interest, because something like that wouldn't make much of a sound. This does - its quiet, but its a low, clear sound, like hitting a small metal bell with a stick.]
[He's crouching down after her, but he's not reaching to tickle her more.]
So looks like you are ticklish! How about that.
[Which is interest, because something like that wouldn't make much of a sound. This does - its quiet, but its a low, clear sound, like hitting a small metal bell with a stick.]
[He's crouching down after her, but he's not reaching to tickle her more.]
So looks like you are ticklish! How about that.
[And there it is again - that low metal sound, louder this time from the added force, though muffled by his clothing. Hansa's wide grin dims, receding into a slight frown.]
[......................Yeah, this is not something he can just wave away.]
...Hey, now. Cut that out.
[......................Yeah, this is not something he can just wave away.]
...Hey, now. Cut that out.
Maybe you should ask before hitting a poor priest's kneecaps. He might take offense to it, you know.
[Him? Explaining this? No, Alex, you have to ask, he's not going to say anything about it unprompted.]
[Him? Explaining this? No, Alex, you have to ask, he's not going to say anything about it unprompted.]
Maybe they'll give us a lifetime of free ice cream, too. I can't wait. Yaaay.
...Why not? Let's try some.
[He'll down the rest of his tea so he can go ahead and rinse his cup.]
Hot chocolate's always pretty soothing.
[He'll down the rest of his tea so he can go ahead and rinse his cup.]
Hot chocolate's always pretty soothing.
[His knee is definitely extremely solid!]
Little mercies, I suppose. And yes, it is. Full leg prosthetic.
[hansa aren't you 70% cyborg aren't you going to talk about the OTHER 68%. apparently not]
Little mercies, I suppose. And yes, it is. Full leg prosthetic.
[hansa aren't you 70% cyborg aren't you going to talk about the OTHER 68%. apparently not]



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