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tushanshu_ooc2016-07-06 11:18 pm
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[As she tries to push through the crowd Vic tries to cut her a path through him his own way. He swings his wooden bat wildly in front of them, trying to scare people out of the way. If someone ends up getting smashed with it then that's their fault. They told these people to move after all.
Looking at her behind him Vic swears under his breath. He sees the static crackling across her body and knows it's not a good sign.]
If you don't want to end up looking like fucking hamburger then move!
[Vic doesn't care about causing a panic at this point. He just wants to get Avell to safety. The man isn't about to leave her though. If she gets friend then he gets fried. That's all there is to it.]
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Her hood is pulled up and Avell reaches for the back of his shirt, giving it a light tug.]
We need to move, or you need to get away.
[She's worried man. He might be okay with frying but she doesn't want to hurt him. Not now, not ever. Even now the people that bump into her as they work through the crowd hiss and yelp at the contact. She's already jolting a little more than she'd like.]
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Ain't going to happen Tempete and you know it.
[He's with her to the very end. Except he's not about to let that end come just yet. Time to break a few eggs to make an omelet.
Vic searches the crowd until he finds what he's after. Some passerby with an umbrella tries to steer clear of the duo, but Vic suddenly dashes towards them striking them hard in the jaw with his fist. The kedan crumples and Vic snatches the umbrella out of the air. Before he leaves, he reaches into his pocket and tosses a handful of juulan onto their body.]
Buy yourself a new one.
[Then he's back at Avell's side, holding the umbrella over her.]
This might buy us a little more time.
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[Have to. Only she clearly doesn't have to, as some stranger just got laid out on the street instead. Vic punching someone isn't a surprise, nor is him taking something he wants or needs. The payment though, that's something she'll smile about when they get out of this mess.]
Good plan.
[From beneath her hood, she meets his gaze and gives a small smile. Thank you, it says. Then her eyes are back on the street, the woman nudging people with her bat in a bid to prod them out of the way.]
The first shelter we find, we go for.
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Then he's at her side, standing in the rain but making sure none of it spills onto her.]
My thoughts exactly.
[While she pushes people out of the way Vic looks for something, anything, that can shelter her from the storm. Eventually his eyes land on a warehouse at the end of the street.]
How about that?
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[The rain is getting heavier by the second and Avell's worry is only escalating.]
Vic we need to hurry.
[The umbrella is helping, but she's still crackling more than she'd like. And hurry she does. With a goal in sight, Avell focuses on getting to it, nudging people out of the way and barking at them to shove over.]
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[It might hurt but he doesn't give a shit about that in the slightest. As long as she keeps from going nuclear he's more than alright with some static shock.
Vic does his best to help her through the crowd while he makes sure to keep the umbrella over her, going so far as to knock a couple people over to get them out of the way.
Hopefully they don't have to worry about anyone inside already. Otherwise whoever is in there is about to get evicted.]
Almost there, just keep it together a little longer.
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It's a relief when the crowd catches on and starts to clear a little, though that is in part because they're nearing both the edge of the busy street and their destination.
She doesn't wait to see if anyone is already in there. The moment she's in range, Avell darts under cover and peels the wet hoodie from herself.]
That was too fucking close.
[There's a few others in there, all seeking to shelter from the rain.]
All of you, keep your distance.
[She's dangerous to be near at the moment.]
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You heard her! Stay the fuck back!
[Vic never even looks at them as he tries his best to dry her off. Occasionally a spark jumps from her to him like a super charged shock of static. He winces but never makes a noise.]
This is the best I can do for now.
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On the third zap she puts a hand on his and shoots him a reassuring look.]
I can take it from here, I think.
[His shirt is nearly wet through from drying her off, but she's a lot better off than she was. Even if she's still damn, it's not fully wet like she was only moments ago.]
Thank you.
[Those last two words are mouthed to Vic, for him and him alone.]
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Instead of saying anything back to her, Vic mouths a few words that look suspiciously like 'elephant shoe' before he turns towards the on lookers.]
The fuck are all of you looking at? Never seen a guy shirtless before?
[And just like that the tenderness shown only to her vanishes and the asshole returns.]
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Do yourselves a favour and do not look. He is perhaps more dangerous than me.
[If only because right here and now he's the aggressive one of the two.]
When you can, leave. For your own good.
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[He whirls his bat once, twice.]
Get gone if you know what's good for you.
[For all he knows his Avell might still be in danger. He wants to check on her, to dote until he knows that she'll be fine. Times like this are the only times he truly worries about her.
Without thinking he puts himself between her and the rest of the crowd.]
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A few of the people leave, trusting the weather over the strange man with the bat and the electric woman. Others seem to linger, genuinely worried and curious for what's going on. Eventually, they too depart.]
I'm okay, Vic.
[Still not safe to touch, but she'll be alright.]
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Once all of them leave Vic turns his attention back Avell. He crouches near her, and as much as he wants to touch her, he keeps his hands to himself.]
You need something warm Tempete. I should head back out there. Find you some dry clothes.
[He worries.]
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I'll be fine.
[She shoots him a small smile, trying to reassure him that it's all good. If he chooses to go though, she won't stop him. Right now it's just her own want to be near him that has her asking him to stay.]
The rain is set in and it will take time for me to dry anyway.
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[Last thing he wants is for her to get through this only to end up with pneumonia. His greatest concern is her well being.]
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[She refuses to hurt him more than she already has.]
You are right but... Go find clothes.
[A beat. Avell grumbles.]
The rain is a jerk.
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[He winks at her. If he could leave her with a kiss he would, but that will have to do.
Vic throws his hoodie back on wet as it is and runs out the door of the warehouse. His first thought is to find a place nearby and just steal some clothes. Then he reconsiders. That's needlessly difficult when he knows he can just buy it. Plus, by now, Vic knows Avell's exact measurements.
He's gone longer than he thought he'd be. The first few shops he found were closed do to rain. When he finally returns it's with a new duffle bag in hand. Vic makes a beeline straight for her. Pulling out a large, fluffy towel, he wraps it around her not caring if he gets shocked.]
This first.
[Then he removes the clothes he got for her. Just a normal shirt and jeans, but at least they're dry. After that comes another hoodie, this one with some kind of flying rainbow cat on it.]
It was all they had left in your size.
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This place is strange, and being alone when she's this worked up is never fun. But then he's there, with a fluffy towel and warm, dry clothes. She puts the towel to use immediately, drying her hair before peeking out from under the towel to see what else he has.
The hoodie makes her stop. Avell pulls the towel to drape around her shoulders.]
...Were you looking in the kids section?
[There's a grin with the words. Immediately she starts to strip off to change into the dry stuff.]
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Hey it fits right? Thought it'd match your colorful personality.
[That she's making jokes is good news in his eyes.]
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It doesn't take her long to change, and when she pulls on the hoodie, Avell gives him a very deliberate lineface.]
You chose the rainbow cat on purpose, didn't you.
[It's not really a question and really, she's not annoyed. Later on she'll laugh about it properly. She's dry as she's going to get, but the cold weather has gotten to her a little.]
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The look she gives him only makes him smile more. Vic stands and wraps his arms around her, partly to help warm her and partly to just hold her finally.]
Would you believe me if I said that's all they had?
[Vic's never been one to lie to her, but playing with her is another story completely.]
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[She knows him too well. The moment his arms are around her, Avell puts her arms around his waist and hugs him close.]
Be careful.
[Her hair is still a little damp.]
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Really? You really think I'd do that to you?
[Of course she knows. She spent more time with Vic than anyone in his life. No one knows him better than her.]
Always careful with you.
[Careful not to hurt her. Careful to treat her right. Careful to make sure she's okay. Vic might not seem the type, but when it comes to Avell he's utterly devoted.]
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