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Post by Deleted on Feb 1, 2014 2:53:47 GMT
Luckily, other than the seawater sort of stinging, Petunia was fine. She had just lost her balance for a second, and managed to submerge herself over a few seconds.
Still, she looked at him gratefully, smiling lazily. "I'm fine, thank you!" She grinned widely. "I just sank for a couple of seconds, that's all." She offered. Maybe he wouldn't feel so bad if she that. Maybe.
"How about we have a mini competition? Then you wouldn't have to worry about whether or not I can pull my weight!"
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Post by LANCELOT YOUNG on Feb 1, 2014 17:56:02 GMT
"I'm glad you're alright, doll face." Oh Lancelot, much the charmer. Just like the fabled knight of old, or whatever. No, wait, he was nothing like a knight. He worked his whole life to strip himself of that invisible armor.
"A competition?" This is a bit nuts, girl nearly killed herself. Was she nuts?
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Post by Deleted on Feb 5, 2014 18:07:43 GMT
"Yeah!" She laughed sweetly. Perhaps it was the blood that rushed to her head and made her all excited over nothing special, but there was glitter in her eyes and it seemed as if there'd be nothing around stopping her insane charge.
"Don't worry, I grew up on a farm, you know!" Although that was some eight years ago - no one could really fault Petunia's bravado. She punched her fist into the air as if it was a sign of determination and might.
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Post by LANCELOT YOUNG on Feb 6, 2014 17:50:38 GMT
Oh a farm? A farm on what? A lake? Did she farm seaweed? That was the only way he could feel confident about her and this competition, whatever it was. He shrugged though, he didn't seem able to deter her. "Alright, dollface, you got me. I'll do this competition of yours."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2014 17:58:16 GMT
"Alright, alright! Up to that bouncy thing over there!" She said, pointing over to the boundary line briefly, quite a bit further from where they were, close to the shore where the waves would come in and out in a solid rhythm.
"Head start!" She shouted quickly, immediately ducking down and kicking her legs like a motor to win her little race.
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Post by LANCELOT YOUNG on Feb 6, 2014 18:58:11 GMT
A race? Lancelot wondered if she was going to land face first into the sand. "Ladies first." He said, giving her a head start. He was an in shape man, it was only fair that she be given a head start. He also paid bills, but that was besides the point.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2014 18:09:02 GMT
She took her start graciously, gliding through the waves with near minimal effort. Since she moved to the inner city, Petunia went swimming as often as she could, eventually ending at the boundary, laughing to herself in happiness. LANCELOT YOUNG//cheesy as hell |
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Post by LANCELOT YOUNG on Mar 8, 2014 4:41:32 GMT
Lancelot groaned. He swam after her. He let her win, because, well, that was the more... gentleman thing to do. "You won."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 8, 2014 12:32:54 GMT
She cheered, throwing an arm around Lancelot, pushing her face close to his since at that point, she didn't really know what it'd mean. Eventually, she threw both arms around his neck, forcing him to support her weight.
"Punishment game!"
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