[OPEN] RV Park Party

[eirs]

WHO: Any and all OUTSIDER personnel that wants in and their respective campervan companions. Or maybe you wandered out away from your group and found this commune.
WHAT: The gang parking together at night to swap information about the things they've found in their investigations, night watches around a fire, ghost stories......? General tomfoolery in the desert where there's no one else for miles. Cooking their hunts in successes and mishaps?
WHERE: The Mojave Desert
WHEN: Mid to Late May
WARNINGS: Will be updated or tagged in the thread as needed!

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[seafloor]

WAK—

[ Certified Idiot™ Moment over here. How are they the oldest and most responsible in their van group again?

NO SABER YOU DON'T COUNT ESPECIALLY NOT RIGHT NOW—

The pinch to his ear sends very mixed signals for all of two milliseconds (hey look, he's as red as her again) before Kaito lets go of Marcille's face—and shifts to ALSO grab and pinch her ears, PLURAL. She's also being yanked in while he gets pushed away. ]

Yur an ewf! An EF! An you wen fer muh ears!!!

Dis means WAR!

[picky]

Ow, ow, ow!

[ OKAY having both of her ears pulled actually really hurts, so she finally lets him go and tightly grabs both of his wrists, eyes squeezes closed. Are those little tears? ]

Okay, okay, let go! It hurts!

[seafloor]

[ And thus concludes the shortest war ever held on U.S. soil. Kaito releases his hold immediately, concern replacing childish indignance.

He didn't even try to pull so hard, knowing how sensitive his own ears were, but he must have been careless. Again. His heart sinks a little. ]

I'm so sorry... I overstepped. Did I do any lasting damage? Can I heal you? It's my fault, I owe you the service...

[picky]

[ 🫡

With her ears finally free, Marcille reaches up to massage them, sniffing once. She's glaring harmlessly at some rock in the sand, obviously sulking. ]

No, it's fine. I started it anyway.

[ Because he said corny stuff for no reason. Her cheeks are still hot.

She looks up at him again, lets go of her ears, and extends one hand out to him. ]

Truce? At least until after we take out the next Kaiju. ...And I'm sorry I pulled on your face.

[seafloor]

[ Even without his empathy Kaito isn't very convinced that it's fine. Only when the blonde glances back up to him does he relax his posture. When she offers her hand, he takes it gently in his own.

And cheats, considering a faint ripple of cool energy transfers through the contact and begins to work at soothing the lingering sting from where he'd pulled. ]

Apology and truce accepted.






And for the record I was going to say that you smile nicely, too. [ The blush makes it more memorable, but even he isn't so dense as to tack that on.

The pulse of healing strengthens, almost as if in response to his compliment. Or teasing, however you want to take it. ]

[picky]

[ That's a surprise. She's been the healer up until now, never the healed. It makes her flinch a little, the cold flying up her shoulders and into her cheeks and the tips of her ears. She's blinking, feeling completely better, even her face is cooling off—

Then he ruins it. Healing pulse or not, Marcille's face scrunches as she blushes hard and snatches back her hand. Yes she likes compliments, and yes you can get her to do something if you praise her enough, but she has some dignity!!! ]

Alright, that's enough out of you! You're just as bad as Ryoji.

[seafloor]

[ His style of healing is far gentler than what she might be used to. It isn't so potent either—it isn't meant to be—but for a sore pair of ears, even it would feel instant.

He also has LILITH's technology built in, but doubts he'd be able to get her to agree to a tight hug to make it work its technomagic.

Either way, Kaito draws away with a chuckle. His blush is quicker to fade. ]

I warned you, did I not?

[ He didn't know Ryoji was such a ham. He'll have to investigate later... ]

Don't worry. I'll do my best not to bury you in compliments. We did enact a truce.

[picky]

[ She huffs again! Her blushes take much longer to recede. Keep winning, Kaito. She points a menacing finger at him. ]

Don't you know that if you keep complimenting people, eventually your compliments will sound insincere? You should only say them when you really mean it!

[seafloor]

[ Kaito lifts a gloved hand and taps the tip of his index finger to her MENACING one. Boop!

His smile softens. ]

Of course I know.

I didn't say anything I wasn't serious about.

[picky]

[ STOP!!! Her face goes back up in flames. She retracts her hand and lightly shoves his shoulder. ]

Maybe I will take Seok Dang's driving course after all. You can walk the rest of the way!

[seafloor]

. . .

[ Kaito feels a bead of sweat rolling down his temple. Under his breath, he murmurs. ]

Was I supposed to say I was lying?

[picky]

[ She stands up and dusts herself off! ]

I'm gonna take a walk!

[ The fire is too warm and the cold air will help cool her face off. First she's kissed, then she's dipped, then she's getting complimented left and right. Everyone is flustering her today and her poor elf heart is going through it. ]

[seafloor]

[ Kaito considers offering to follow but thinks better of it after a wave of emotion rolls by.

She must have been through a lot tonight. Not his business. Kaito looks to the side. ]

Okay. Be careful. I'll be up if you want a snack when you're done.

[picky]

[ A little, murmured: ]

Thank you.

[ And then off she goes! ]