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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/14/2016 4:46:22 AM
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[u]Since my last post was violent and graphic, this one shall be the opposite![/u]
*Quincy set up a stand that looked like a lemonade stand, but instead it said "free cuddles"". Behind the stand was a small couch*
"I hope this doesnt come across as anything bad..."
English
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"It is good."
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quite. *resumes snuggling*
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"So..."
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[i]Irina silently walks by, then walks back with a confused expression on her face. From what she could remember, she had shoved her fist through Quincy! And gotten frozen. And saved by Ghiaccio.[/i]
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*chuckles*
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Edited by Orn: 10/15/2016 12:21:32 AM[i]Sighing slightly, the woman held out her arms, a slightly bored look on her face. She seemed to be wanting a hug..[/i]
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*is suspicious. mostly because the last time he saw her, she punched a hole through his chest*
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*A cat/wolf creature walks up. He looks just like Sketch except his fur is light grey with darker grey spots and he has brown eyes. He doesn't have a tuft of fur between his ears and he is a couple inches taller than Sketch.* [u][b]Um Wh-What's this? Are you Q-Quincy?[/b][/u] *He seemed very awkward. His arms were crossed and he didn't make eye contact. Instead he mostly looked at the ground or off in some random direction.*
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Yup, Quincy is I. Who might you be?
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"I-I'm Vorim'Tairn... Sketch's b-brother."
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Nice to meet ya. *extends my hand-paw to shake* What can i do for ya?
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*He shakes it and then pulls his hand away as he speaks.* [u][b]Well, w-what is this s-stand for? I-I can't r-read English.[/b][/u]
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Oh, this sign specifically says.. *leans over the counter and looks up at the board* Free cuddles.
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[u][b]F-Free cuddles?[/b][/u] *He seems confused by this.* [u][b]Why?[/b][/u]
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I got bored. Plus, i figured it was a way to meet new peoples soo.. yeah.
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[u]Well... I-I guess I could cuddle... M-Maybe?[/u]
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sweet. first customer. *jumps backward and sinks into the couch* Shouldve gotten the beanbag chair...
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*He sits down on the couch next to him.*
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*starts off with a hug* So. are you older or younger than Sketch?
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[u][b]Older... Sk-Sketch is fift-teen, I'm eighteen.[/b][/u]
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Juust out of curiosity, why're you nervous? Youre stuttering and keeping more to yourself, and kinda quiet.. *could go on but doesnt wanna be rude*
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[u][b]I... I-It's hard talking to p-people... I just f-feel afraid...[/b][/u] *He looks down, not hugging Quincy Back.*
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*snuggles up against him* I know how you feel. There was a time where i was so driven by fear that i didnt know what i was doing. Taught me a haughty lesson though. Being afraid... its natural, but it only serves a purpose when there's a reason for it. And even then, its not healthy to let it control you.. I mean, i dont know if its as extreme for you as it was me but still. There's positively no reason to be afraid of me, i assure you of that.
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*He starts to snuggle up a little too, somewhat comforted by the contact.* [u][b]I-I just need t-to get t-to kn-know people... Then i-it gets b-better...[/b][/u]
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that usually helps. Definitely makes life easier having friends. *starts purring, which isnt supposed to be possible*
