Hanna Falk Cross (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
sharpiewielder) wrote2022-12-28 03:44 am
sharpiewielder) wrote2022-12-28 03:44 am
Definitely after midnight in the morning on Jul 3
missleadingquestions
2023-07-04 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
[It's not unusual for Hanna to spend late nights awake, and so Maya doesn't feel bad slinking around to see if he's still up after she's finished arts and crafts with Merlin. So, like a weirdo, but a weirdo who respects space enough to make their presence known before barging in, Maya walks right up to his door, presses close to it, raps her fingers against it and calls in a sing-song tone—]
Haaannaaaaa~♪♫ Tell me I'm not waking you uuuup or something~♪♫
Haaannaaaaa~♪♫ Tell me I'm not waking you uuuup or something~♪♫
[The tapping does rouse him from one of his many horse naps, sitting up abruptly and calling-- well, croaking --out:]
Hello--oh, fuck--!!
[The book that had been draped over his face falls into his lap, startling him into spiking the whole thing to the ground. He can hear the melodic voice from the other side of the door, but his half-asleep brain is not processing the words right now, and this equine jumpiness surely isn't helping him pay much attention. He clears his throat and tosses his legs over the edge of the bed, wobbling over to the door to pull it open and make sure he wasn't just hearing things-- ]
C-coming! I'm coming, one sec.
Hello--oh, fuck--!!
[The book that had been draped over his face falls into his lap, startling him into spiking the whole thing to the ground. He can hear the melodic voice from the other side of the door, but his half-asleep brain is not processing the words right now, and this equine jumpiness surely isn't helping him pay much attention. He clears his throat and tosses his legs over the edge of the bed, wobbling over to the door to pull it open and make sure he wasn't just hearing things-- ]
C-coming! I'm coming, one sec.
Wh--
Whoa. Hey. H-haven't seen you like this in a minute.
[He forgot... how good she looked... as a demon...]
Whoa. Hey. H-haven't seen you like this in a minute.
[He forgot... how good she looked... as a demon...]
Is, uh. Is the Fog doin' something weird again or--
[Clearing his throat and so casually leaning against the doorjamb to look cool despite the tousled kelp and dark circles under his eyes. He's totally been awake this whole time yep.]
Or, uh. Is this look a... personal choice?
[Clearing his throat and so casually leaning against the doorjamb to look cool despite the tousled kelp and dark circles under his eyes. He's totally been awake this whole time yep.]
Or, uh. Is this look a... personal choice?
Nnnnope! I just thought, hey, what better time to start a tradition than almost exactly a year after the last time you did a cool monster temp?
[Yeah usually traditions do happen pretty annually...]
That makes it a whole year since we've met, too!
[She starts to bring her hands up as if in prayer— but then stops short, wrings out her hands, and puts them behind her back instead.]
[Yeah usually traditions do happen pretty annually...]
That makes it a whole year since we've met, too!
[She starts to bring her hands up as if in prayer— but then stops short, wrings out her hands, and puts them behind her back instead.]
Haha, for real? Man, time really flies, don't it?
[It may come as a surprise, but Hanna does know that it's been roughly about a year, and he maybe has already put something in the works for her as a gift for the occasion, but.... he doesn't want to put her on the spot by being the only one with a gift ready sooo... let's test these waters.
He steps back and makes a sweeping gesture into the room, inviting her in. Boy it's hard not to stare--]
Ooh, man. We should do something cool for the Friendaversary! Whaddaya think?
[It may come as a surprise, but Hanna does know that it's been roughly about a year, and he maybe has already put something in the works for her as a gift for the occasion, but.... he doesn't want to put her on the spot by being the only one with a gift ready sooo... let's test these waters.
He steps back and makes a sweeping gesture into the room, inviting her in. Boy it's hard not to stare--]
Ooh, man. We should do something cool for the Friendaversary! Whaddaya think?
[She doesn't seem to mind the staring, twirling in with a bright and toothy grin.]
Whoa, you think so? What do you think we should do, huh?
[She asks, as if she hasn't entered his room for this very reason!]
Whoa, you think so? What do you think we should do, huh?
[She asks, as if she hasn't entered his room for this very reason!]
[He can't help but grin after her, really getting to take this form all in with that spin.
He is looking. Respectfully.]
He is looking. Respectfully.]
[In fact he's already back to looking at her face, totally normal, by the time she's completed her twirl, nudging the door closed with a hoof.]
I dunno! Hmm... [Tapping his chin thoughtfully as he leans back against the door.]
Weeee... could go somewhere fun, maybe?
I dunno! Hmm... [Tapping his chin thoughtfully as he leans back against the door.]
Weeee... could go somewhere fun, maybe?
Oh yeah! We could go somewhere like the Mile again!
[Maya makes herself comfortable, kneel-sitting at the end of Hanna's bed, hands still clutched around something.]
I kind of had something bit more immediate-gratification-style in mind, though.
[Maya makes herself comfortable, kneel-sitting at the end of Hanna's bed, hands still clutched around something.]
I kind of had something bit more immediate-gratification-style in mind, though.
[Hey wow that's sure a way to say a thing.]
Oh, yeah? Cool! What, uh. Wh--
[Wow his mouth is suddenly so dry.
Why is she doing that? Why does it look more sinister than usual? But like, in a sexy way? Is it because she's a demon?
No, no, Hanna, you can't generalize all demons, that's not fair-- Stop being weird about it, it's Just Maya.]
[Wow his mouth is suddenly so dry.
Why is she doing that? Why does it look more sinister than usual? But like, in a sexy way? Is it because she's a demon?
No, no, Hanna, you can't generalize all demons, that's not fair-- Stop being weird about it, it's Just Maya.]
Edited 2023-07-07 04:46 (UTC)
Hold out your hand, and I'll show you!
[It's Just Maya. She's not that threatening, right? She was a perfectly nice demon last time, right??
He would know what he was getting into if he was getting into anything, right???]
[It's Just Maya. She's not that threatening, right? She was a perfectly nice demon last time, right??
He would know what he was getting into if he was getting into anything, right???]
[Don't generalize the demon. She's Your Friend Maya. Yes, you know better than to accept a gift from a demon. Gifts from demons are rarely gifts. But this is Maya.
.....But this is Maya.
Which means... even if she's trying to get you to sell your soul, it's not like she'd do anything terrible with it, right? There's worse demons to sell your soul to--]
.....But this is Maya.
Which means... even if she's trying to get you to sell your soul, it's not like she'd do anything terrible with it, right? There's worse demons to sell your soul to--]
[But just like that, he's stepping forward with his hand outstretched, curious.]
Well, alright. Whatcha got?
Well, alright. Whatcha got?
[Her hands sweep forward, closing something around his wrist— one of the three bracelets she'd made just a little earlier with Merlin. A herringbone pattern with oblong pearls woven every inch or so, with a tail to tie and adjust it, crafted under the watchful eye of someone who thinks very highly of Adrian, Hanna, and, well, himself— truly like a ritual, like magic, though a bit childish magic.
It's fine. It wasn't a part of Maya's childhood, so it gets to be a part of her now.
She busily sets to knotting the bracelet in a way that the knot will slide should he need to take it off, considering the... sticky situations a kelpie could get in.]
I figured, why let Adrian be the only one who gets to do a whole fun friendship contract, huh?
It's fine. It wasn't a part of Maya's childhood, so it gets to be a part of her now.
She busily sets to knotting the bracelet in a way that the knot will slide should he need to take it off, considering the... sticky situations a kelpie could get in.]
I figured, why let Adrian be the only one who gets to do a whole fun friendship contract, huh?
[Are his eyes sparkling? Positively glimmering with joy?]
Maya-- [Once she has it secured, he hugs his wrist to his chest defensively.]
It's never coming off.
[Has anyone ever been this jazzed about a contract with a demon?]
Maya-- [Once she has it secured, he hugs his wrist to his chest defensively.]
It's never coming off.
[Has anyone ever been this jazzed about a contract with a demon?]
I'll hold you to that!
[Shethreatens teases, nearly clapping her hands together again— but instead settling on balling her hands up into excited fists.]
If I ever catch you without it, I'll cry until you put it back on!
[She
If I ever catch you without it, I'll cry until you put it back on!
[He gasps, moving to plop down beside her and wrap his arms around her in a tight hug.]
The Fog Herself couldn't make me make you cry on purpose. It won't go anywhere.
[He would rather die really. But to keep her from thinking about the implications of that too much, he's gonna move right along to teasing--]
The Fog Herself couldn't make me make you cry on purpose. It won't go anywhere.
[He would rather die really. But to keep her from thinking about the implications of that too much, he's gonna move right along to teasing--]
So what took you so long to lock me down as BFF 4 Lyfe, huh~?
Aw, come on!
[She leans forward to wiggle her fingers threateningly at his middle.]
I knew you weren't going anywhere from the start!
[She leans forward to wiggle her fingers threateningly at his middle.]
I knew you weren't going anywhere from the start!
[Why does that make him feel all warm and fuzzy??
He's so struck by the response that he doesn't even notice her readying for attack. He's vulnerable; blinded by the stars in his eyes.]
He's so struck by the response that he doesn't even notice her readying for attack. He's vulnerable; blinded by the stars in his eyes.]
[Oh good. Then he's the perfect target! Maya's fingers make target, and she tugs Hanna closer for a better tickle-grip. Get wrecked, scrub-]
[Well he Was going to say something sweet and sentimental, but all that comes out is a rather undignified yelp as he scrambles to grab her arms and stop her from tickling him.]
H-hey! Whoa-- [Ack! Yipe! Eep!] Th-that's not fair!!
H-hey! Whoa-- [Ack! Yipe! Eep!] Th-that's not fair!!
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