WHO: March 7th, various WHAT: May catch-all! ANYTHING COULD HAPPEN (hmu up for starters if you'd like anything!) WHERE: All around WHEN: The month of May WARNINGS: None yet!
[ As well she should be. March easily latches onto Yesod's arm (this woman Could Never) and if the intensity of his gaze gives her pause, maybe knocks her heart a beat faster, she's not going to say as much. This is a lot easier this time around, instead of their first mission, at the very least, and she's happy to get them both out of there.
Once she's sure they're not being watched, she heaves a sigh, not releasing him but at least loosening her grip. ]
[ It certainly helps that he has come to feel at ease in March's company, in the months since that mission. He may be flustered himself, somewhere between caught off-guard and determined to stifle any resurfacing inappropriate considerations, but he focuses on cues to adjust to, attentive, and before long, they are alone, their arms still linked. Like Malkuth, March is careful to place some space between them again — for his sake? — once keeping up an act is unnecessary.
Yesod loosens his grip in kind, after a moment. ]
I was rather unprepared myself.
[ That also applies to March's remark — he isn't sure what to make of it, how to react. ]
Yeah, of course! Who'd just leave their friend there to get hit on against his will?
[ Like, maybe if he'd welcomed it, she would have gone on her merry way. But Yesod, thankfully, is not terribly good at fully hiding when he's uncomfortable and it had been easy enough to tell that it hadn't been a situation he'd welcomed.
March may not have intended to assist in a way quite the way she had, but. The problem's been resolved, and she lightly pats his arm now--to reassure. ]
Are you okay? She didn't actually do anything to you, did she?
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Once she's sure they're not being watched, she heaves a sigh, not releasing him but at least loosening her grip. ]
Who knew you'd be so popular with the ladies?
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Yesod loosens his grip in kind, after a moment. ]
I was rather unprepared myself.
[ That also applies to March's remark — he isn't sure what to make of it, how to react. ]
...I appreciate your intervening.
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[ Like, maybe if he'd welcomed it, she would have gone on her merry way. But Yesod, thankfully, is not terribly good at fully hiding when he's uncomfortable and it had been easy enough to tell that it hadn't been a situation he'd welcomed.
March may not have intended to assist in a way quite the way she had, but. The problem's been resolved, and she lightly pats his arm now--to reassure. ]
Are you okay? She didn't actually do anything to you, did she?