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girlybruiser) wrote2025-03-06 01:50 am
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Somehow he didn't expect that to come out of her mouth.
Well, she does wield an axe in the Metaverse. That didn't come out of the metaphorical blue.
Whatever. He ignores the fingers uncomfortably threaded through his own and the pinpricks of ice cold water hitting the back of his neck. ]
It would make you useful in a place like this. I'm sure they would benefit more from a lumberjack than a tea brewer.
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[ She surveys their completed work so far, a sense of pride swelling in her chest to have helped repair the stones, even it's required an odd method to carry out.
She feels the barest hint of cold water hit her forehead and she reaches with her free hand to gently dab it dry. ]
We should probably finish up the rest quickly.
[ Her curls were refreshed earlier today and she doesn't want the rain mussing her hair. ]
we can wrap..... this was hideous. thank u.
[ It irritates him she takes that comment in stride, but-
She's right and his grip on her hand tightens to keep them together. Out of malice, in a way. He doesn't want her to break free for a moment and ruin their stride. It would look pathetic if they failed now and came out of this mess soaked to the bone, with nothing to show. ]
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[ His grasp on her hand tightens and Haru looks up at him, brow arched at first, before she turns to look at the remaining repairs.
The rain slowly begins to beat down on them and her shoulders pinch forward at the sharp cold, but she doesn't let go of his hand in that moment. They continue their work until everything is perfectly carved into place and when their hands finally unlink, it's a strange moment, releasing the warmth of their hands into the uncomfortable cold. ]