[Well that was a reaction, and Sheva hums softly at the sight of his embarrassment, but doesn't take it further than that. Not yet, at least. She's storing that nugget away for later for certain.
For now, she far keener on teasing him about his theoretical attempt to pick her up with cheesy, feline pick up lines. Said tail flicks dramatically at his leg and smirks his way, already planning on never letting him live it down.] Try one on me now then.
[And she's docking points if he starts with any involving the word 'pussy,' for the record.]
Dude, I can’t think under pressure! [ Patently false. Belying that claim, he’s already responding with the first thing that’s come to mind: ] “Are you feline the connection between us baby?”
[ And he waggles his eyebrows at her for added effect. ]
Then this is good practice. [One might call it a prerequisite to being able to think quick in a combat situation, but it's far more entertaining.
She groans at his response. And terrible. Apparently it is also absolutely terrible. But she's laughing while shaking her head. It's actually really endearing, but she's not admitting that yet.]
Strangely, my panties are still dry and not at risk of dropping. Points for creativity, though. Try again.
[ Her blunt, vulgar response startles a huff of laughter out of him – his eyes momentarily dropping as if he’s about to check on the state of said panties before he catches himself. Down, boy. Fortunately, it helps that his libido has all but shriveled up and died in the wake of his breakup with Malia. Well, except for that one moment during training in the Wildes. But he’s absolutely not thinking about that. ]
“Babe,” [ he begins, pressing one hand to his chest for dramatic effect, ] “I’d spend all nine of my lives with you.” Eh? Ehhhh?
[Good luck Stiles. She's wearing both layers of clothes and weapons that all get in the way, even if it were a possibility to witness.
At this point, they're more or less playing a game of chicken, or more accurately, cat and mouse. She's feeling feisty all of a sudden, so she casually drapes an arm over his shoulders, leaning in to counter offer.]
Are you sure you can survive all nine of them as my personal tree to climb?
[ The weight of her arm over his shoulder has him stiffening in surprise, though he relaxes almost immediately – only to then tense up again in response to that playful rejoinder. Gawking at her, he manages an intelligent, garbled noise after a moment of processing what she’s said. When he speaks, he has to clear his throat several times in succession so the words aren’t so strangled. ]
I’ve been used as a personal scratching post before, [ he replies with false bravado, though the claim is true; Malia was a scratcher. ] I can take it.
[Oh Stiles. No matter the darkness they've both experienced, in the moment all she can focus on is the intensely vibrant range of awkwardness that he's displaying thanks to her teasing. Honestly, it's a good distraction, and she finds herself battling a wide grin herself.
Giving his shoulder a squeeze, she reaches up to ruffle his hair before settling her hand back to his upper back. While he tensed at her words, she had noticed the touch brought comfort.]
Challenge accepted then. [She teases, shifting her voice low enough so that she almost sounded serious, but shifts to curiosity when a thought hit her.] Pack member?
[Touch and personal space issues have both become a bigger things for her as a feline turnskin, so the hipcheck is definitely helpful. She lets her hand fall back to his shoulder briefly, before falling away to her side as the topic shifts.
It's kind of weird to be touching a barely adult when they talk about their teenage romance.
Color her surprised that he was speaking truth at handling a fiesty woman.]
Pack is pack. Though I suppose it's pride for me, my people here. [A beat.] Why'd it end? If you don't mind me asking?
[ Pride. Even though it’s the appropriate term for a lion-Turnskin like Sheva, the idea of calling a pack “pride” is strangely jarring to Stiles. He shakes his head, dismissing the thought. ]
Difference in opinion over something big.
[ There’s a terse note to the words, the only indication he’ll give that this isn’t a topic he’ll discuss at length. Not at this point in their friendship, at least. Anything related to Donovan is kept locked under the floorboards with the rest of his skeletons. ]
You got a big pride here? Or is it just starting to grow?
[It's all strange to Sheva still, but it's taken her quite a while for her to get to the point of opening discussing these things without a negative connotation, especially after losing several key members of said pride.
She makes an empathetic noise at his explanation. It sounds like a fresh incident, so while she's curious, there's no desire to push for more details.]
It's growing again after... [She sighs softly, glancing up to the timely appearance of the gates and waving at the guard on duty.] I became very insular after I lost some people I was quite close with her and from home.
Still quite small. My bond, friends I'd lost touch with, and of course new friends like yourself.
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Date: 2020-04-26 04:27 pm (UTC)For now, she far keener on teasing him about his theoretical attempt to pick her up with cheesy, feline pick up lines. Said tail flicks dramatically at his leg and smirks his way, already planning on never letting him live it down.] Try one on me now then.
[And she's docking points if he starts with any involving the word 'pussy,' for the record.]
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Date: 2020-04-27 10:45 pm (UTC)Dude, I can’t think under pressure! [ Patently false. Belying that claim, he’s already responding with the first thing that’s come to mind: ] “Are you feline the connection between us baby?”
[ And he waggles his eyebrows at her for added effect. ]
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Date: 2020-04-27 11:27 pm (UTC)She groans at his response. And terrible. Apparently it is also absolutely terrible. But she's laughing while shaking her head. It's actually really endearing, but she's not admitting that yet.]
Strangely, my panties are still dry and not at risk of dropping. Points for creativity, though. Try again.
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Date: 2020-04-28 01:03 am (UTC)“Babe,” [ he begins, pressing one hand to his chest for dramatic effect, ] “I’d spend all nine of my lives with you.” Eh? Ehhhh?
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Date: 2020-04-28 01:20 am (UTC)At this point, they're more or less playing a game of chicken, or more accurately, cat and mouse. She's feeling feisty all of a sudden, so she casually drapes an arm over his shoulders, leaning in to counter offer.]
Are you sure you can survive all nine of them as my personal tree to climb?
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Date: 2020-04-29 03:22 am (UTC)I’ve been used as a personal scratching post before, [ he replies with false bravado, though the claim is true; Malia was a scratcher. ] I can take it.
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Date: 2020-05-01 01:57 am (UTC)Giving his shoulder a squeeze, she reaches up to ruffle his hair before settling her hand back to his upper back. While he tensed at her words, she had noticed the touch brought comfort.]
Challenge accepted then. [She teases, shifting her voice low enough so that she almost sounded serious, but shifts to curiosity when a thought hit her.] Pack member?
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Date: 2020-05-02 03:44 am (UTC)Yep. My ex, actually. [ And then, unprompted: ] Werecoyote. Still pack, though.
[ Even after everything. ]
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Date: 2020-05-03 07:25 pm (UTC)It's kind of weird to be touching a barely adult when they talk about their teenage romance.
Color her surprised that he was speaking truth at handling a fiesty woman.]
Pack is pack. Though I suppose it's pride for me, my people here. [A beat.] Why'd it end? If you don't mind me asking?
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Date: 2020-05-03 09:05 pm (UTC)Difference in opinion over something big.
[ There’s a terse note to the words, the only indication he’ll give that this isn’t a topic he’ll discuss at length. Not at this point in their friendship, at least. Anything related to Donovan is kept locked under the floorboards with the rest of his skeletons. ]
You got a big pride here? Or is it just starting to grow?
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Date: 2020-05-03 10:50 pm (UTC)She makes an empathetic noise at his explanation. It sounds like a fresh incident, so while she's curious, there's no desire to push for more details.]
It's growing again after... [She sighs softly, glancing up to the timely appearance of the gates and waving at the guard on duty.] I became very insular after I lost some people I was quite close with her and from home.
Still quite small. My bond, friends I'd lost touch with, and of course new friends like yourself.
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Date: 2020-05-05 03:50 pm (UTC)[ Sensing the melancholy behind her admission, he knocks her elbow with his own in an attempt to cheer her up. ]
Definitely count me in. I'll be part of your pride any day.
[ Unofficial pledge made, Stiles and Sheva continue their trip to scout the area in the Wildes. ]
( ooc | thank you again for letting us handwave the rest!! looking forward to more stuff with Sheva in the future c: )