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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 6:08 pm
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Hel started fiddling with the eye patch again as they talked, giving her hands something to do. She twirled the patch by its strings, eyeing it as it spun rapidly between her fingers. "But if you forget things, at what point do you stop being you?" She asked, seriously.
"Uh huh--" Hel replied, her tone indicating that she didn't quite believe him, especially with the surprise that crept into his tone earlier--
Then, the serious conversation came to a bit of a halt as Hel's eyes widen and she stopped spinning the eye patch to point a finger at Ripley. "Wait!" She cried. "Are you the girlfriend he loves to ******** doggystyle!?" There truly was no rhyme or reason to jump to this conclusion aside from the fact that he admitted he knew Finn, but in Hel's head, it made perfect sense. Finn was all secretive about his 'girlfriend', Ripley was being all casual, and Ripley looked kind of feminine which she say she couldn't be surprised Finn swung that way...
But also she'd just ask that question to anyone who said they knew Finn. She'd have to get an answer eventually, right? Right.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 7:01 pm
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"That depends on what you you are trying to forget." He countered quietly. "And how far you're willing to go to do so." Still, he shrugged; it was semantics, entirely semantics.
"...What?" Her sudden outburst left him at a loss for words, though thankfully years of practice kept it from showing on his face. Instead he just stared at her blankly, trying to figure out how she came to that particular conclusion. His honest first though? God damnit Finn, does everyone have to know?! But then, as he thought about it in the few seconds he had granted with his deadpanned question, he realized something else: Girlfriend. Finn didn't strike him as the kind to lie about gender.
"No." He said with certainty. He wasn't the girlfriend that he loved to ******** doggystyle - not boyfriend, maybe. More-than-friends-with-benefits, perhaps. Not girlfriend. The only girlfriend he had been aware of was Fini, and so he took a stab in the dark. "But I know her, too."
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 7:24 pm
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"But there is only one you." Hel replied. The reaper had matured to not slate everything as black and white anymore, because there was certainly a lot of gray in her life now. There were some things she still applied a simple and certain mentality to though.
Unfortunately, Ripley had quite a few things working against him right now when it came to Hel. One, he said what. Two, he took too long to reply (even if it had been short, Hel would still think otherwise). Three, he said 'no', and Hel knew what no meant due to a few years of conditioning (unless it came from a certain Famine sage, but everyone else? Forget it).
"No means yes, Ripley!" Hel exclaimed cheerfully and enthusiastically, and unfortunately, with certainty. She then sidled closer to the Hunter, to nudge him good naturally in the ribs with an elbow. "But it also means try harder." She gave him a sly grin, that clearly said 'your no meant yes'. "Such a pleasure to meet the girlfriend!" She also ignored the 'I know her' part.
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2014 5:44 am
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"But perhaps you liked the you before. People change, and sometimes not for the better." To him that was a sad fact, and one he was finding he struggled with almost constantly now.
"No means no, Hel." He stated easily, though his gaze dropped to a level of disapproval that even Mac would have been proud of. The good-natured nudge received a small frown and a smaller grunt as air knocked out of his lungs, but otherwise, he didn't return the gesture.
"I'm not his girlfriend. I'm not even a girl." He insisted, though, somehow, he already knew it was a futile effort.
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Posted: Wed Oct 29, 2014 9:53 am
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"Pssssssshaw." Hel was once again waving her hand away. "Not an interesting person?" She echoed. "Ah, you are weaving lies! Being mysterious~" The reaper waggled her dark fingers at him as she said the word, "Already makes for interesting, because it does not ease the curiosity...but I do believe, in my gut, you would still be interesting even if you spoke more." It felt important to reassure him of this.
"Since you will not speak, though, I will!" In the form of more attempts at questioning, of course. "As a hunter, what do you consider...the threat right now? What are you fighting?"
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