[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.]
[ i just flashbacked so hard to 2005 i gave myself whiplash ]
It's a plastic kid's toy. On a stick.
[ the shark snaps it's jaws a couple of times. ] My teeth aren't pointy, so there can't be a physical resemblence.
[ ... there's a pause, as she looks at the shark head, then at where hansa's arm has migrated further across her shoulder, and that they are at this point... just straight up snuggling in the middle of the emporium.
... ]
Is this one of those "something in the water" effects again?
[ she also looks at him. but more because excuse her? a shark? sir? but then she looks at his arm as well. ]
...
Mm. I don't feel wary of it. It's just... sort of similar to how people were last week, isn't it?
[ ...
she lifts her other hand and... clacks the shark head against hansa's dinosaur. it's war. and this isn't even the first time there has been a dino-shark war in this very emporium ]
... It's just been like a niggling feeling, until just now? [ she's been around other people today, and it hasn't gone away. but now it's settled a bit more? ]
[ ...
ack!
she drops one of the other grabbers, but the tiger one is still in her other hand, and she turns herself around more so the tiger can attack the dinosaur attacking the shark.
[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.
[ well the laughter is a surprise -- but not an unpleasant one. come to think of it, she's not sure she's seen anything except seriousness and maybe something like amusement but amusement at you, not with you so far.
of course she's not so amused like a second later. ]
[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.]
[ the worst part is she’s probably seen that exact expression before on someone and she can feel the immediate sense of dread that comes with it. ]
— No, Hansa don-!!
[ This is very stupid. She doesn’t escape the initial barrage of tickling and is stuck somewhere between laughing and squeaking in her attempt to escape it.
eventually she’ll wriggle loose? hopefully? and just duck down into a crouch, smacking hansa on the leg on purpose with her grabber as she drops. ]
[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.]
[ mmmrrrrrr. she looks up long enough to shoot him a glare, but it's not a very strong one. ]
I'm not confirming anything.
[ still. she... wow. how do you phrase this. "i hit your leg and it sounded like it rang?" is quite the way to start a conversation.
so instead she just
taps his knee with the grabber, now that he's crouched down, using a little more force that someone would with a flesh knee, and just stares at him. significantly. ]
[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.]
[ hansa she's gonna hug you at some point this week and figure out there's more metal there. she's not stupid. ]
Your whole leg?
[ ... her response to that is apparently to poke his thigh, but given they just had a dinosaur-shark-tickle fight in public this isn't even the weirdest thing today. ]
Oh. [ wow. yeah that doesn't feel like skin, muscle or bone. ]
... Does that make the push ups easier, or harder?
Aw, come on, don't be mean. I usually do around five hundred of those, some days. And besides, some of me is still flesh and blood, so its still an effort.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
[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 subject
It's a plastic kid's toy. On a stick.
[ the shark snaps it's jaws a couple of times. ] My teeth aren't pointy, so there can't be a physical resemblence.
[ ... there's a pause, as she looks at the shark head, then at where hansa's arm has migrated further across her shoulder, and that they are at this point... just straight up snuggling in the middle of the emporium.
... ]
Is this one of those "something in the water" effects again?
no subject
[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.
no subject
...
Mm. I don't feel wary of it. It's just... sort of similar to how people were last week, isn't it?
[ ...
she lifts her other hand and... clacks the shark head against hansa's dinosaur. it's war. and this isn't even the first time there has been a dino-shark war in this very emporium ]
no subject
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.]
no subject
... It's just been like a niggling feeling, until just now? [ she's been around other people today, and it hasn't gone away. but now it's settled a bit more? ]
[ ...
ack!
she drops one of the other grabbers, but the tiger one is still in her other hand, and she turns herself around more so the tiger can attack the dinosaur attacking the shark.
what is happening. ]
no subject
[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.
no subject
alex freezes slightly and makes an odd sort of squeaky noise when she's suddenly tapped on the cheek with a dino.
...
and then she twists her arm, so the tiger "bites" hansa's nose. ]
It's a tie.
no subject
[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]
no subject
[ well the laughter is a surprise -- but not an unpleasant one. come to think of it, she's not sure she's seen anything except seriousness and maybe something like amusement but amusement at you, not with you so far.
of course she's not so amused like a second later. ]
No.
[ it's said so very, suspiciously, quickly. ]
Not at all.
no subject
[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.]
no subject
— No, Hansa don-!!
[ This is very stupid. She doesn’t escape the initial barrage of tickling and is stuck somewhere between laughing and squeaking in her attempt to escape it.
eventually she’ll wriggle loose? hopefully? and just duck down into a crouch, smacking hansa on the leg on purpose with her grabber as she drops. ]
no subject
[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.
no subject
I'm not confirming anything.
[ still. she... wow. how do you phrase this. "i hit your leg and it sounded like it rang?" is quite the way to start a conversation.
so instead she just
taps his knee with the grabber, now that he's crouched down, using a little more force that someone would with a flesh knee, and just stares at him. significantly. ]
no subject
[......................Yeah, this is not something he can just wave away.]
...Hey, now. Cut that out.
no subject
She folds her arms over her own needs and rests her chin on them. ]
Sorry. I wasn't sure if I'd heard right the first time.
no subject
[Him? Explaining this? No, Alex, you have to ask, he's not going to say anything about it unprompted.]
no subject
[ see, she's caring and kind. after a moment she reaches out and taps his knee with her hand this time. ]
Your leg's metal? [ hansward elric... ]
no subject
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]
no subject
Your whole leg?
[ ... her response to that is apparently to poke his thigh, but given they just had a dinosaur-shark-tickle fight in public this isn't even the weirdest thing today. ]
Oh. [ wow. yeah that doesn't feel like skin, muscle or bone. ]
... Does that make the push ups easier, or harder?
no subject
Easier, I think. I'm not straining muscles, after all.
[yes he might be cheating at pushups]
no subject
Suddenly those couple of hundred push ups don't seem so impressive.
no subject
Aw, come on, don't be mean. I usually do around five hundred of those, some days. And besides, some of me is still flesh and blood, so its still an effort.
["some" of you, hansa,]
no subject
...
[ that phrasing. ]
Some of you.
no subject
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)