Tyr McDohl (
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[ Tyr was going to go shopping today, but instead, he and his staff are planted in the sand on the beach. Or becoming one with the beach with how much sand is on his clothing and how his feet, shoes and all, are buried in the sand.
He might just kind of...sulk there. ]
I should have brought my device...
He might just kind of...sulk there. ]
I should have brought my device...
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[YEEEEEEes]
Who says I can't? I can do research anywhere.
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[NoOOOOOooOoOoOOo!!!!]
...If you say so.
[Curls up on the couch again. Maybe he is moody.]
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[Denial...]
Hmph...
[Rita's gotten moody, too...even if she's not quite ready to admit it until she stops fuming.]
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[ No denial. :< ]
Mm.
[ And Tyr is too bitter to move. ]
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[All the denial!]
[Rita just flips silently through her book now. So, so moody...
But as time passes, she slowly starts to cool off. She still thinks Tyr was being sulky! But still...]
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[ What denial!? ]
[ And he's still being sulky. And he knows he was being overly sensitive earlier with her laughing, too. He just didn't expect it... ]
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[All of it!!!]
[After a while, she starts wondering if he's still sulking...I-it's not like it's her fault, though! Except a little...
Almost grudgingly, she mumbles-]
Sorry I laughed, okay?
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[THERE ISN'T ANY!!!!]
[Tyr doesn't say anything or even move at first, but...he guesses he really just wanted her to apologise. Even if it's not a particularly good one.]
...Thanks.
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[THERE IS RIGHT THERE-!!]
[Huff...She feels slightly better hearing that, but also still a little moody. She tries to keep it out of her voice, though.]
Let's try after the curse is over.
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[ NOT SEEING IT. ]
[ ...He swings his legs off the couch again and sits up. ]
Yeah. Anyway, you can still sit up here to read.
[ Or we can read together is left out. ]
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[IT'S EVERYWHERE]
[She doesn't quite pick up on what he leaves unsaid, but at the same time, she sort of has a feeling--like they should stop sulking, maybe. So, after a couple of seconds, she climbs onto the empty spot on the couch with her book.]
It's not like it was that bad over there, either...
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[ ONLY IN HER HEAD. ]
[ Some of the tension in his shoulders subsides when she sits beside him. He...really hates when they fight. ]
There's less sand up here...
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[WHAT NO WAY]
[Rita relaxes a bit more into her seat as if in reply. Why do they fight about stupid things like this...
The curious look she gives him now is almost normal.]
Huh? Sand? There's sand everywhere.
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[ YEP THE ANSWER IS CLEAR. ]
[ They clearly don't more important things to fight over... ]
I guess that's true...
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[N-NOPE IT'S TOTALLY HAZY]
[Only petty things...]
Of course it is.
But...I guess sitting here's nice.
[That sounded kind of terrible, but she wants to get over the fight...]
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[ UH HUH... NEED GLASSES. ]
[ Always the little things...
...It's not as bad as what Luc would have said, and at least they're sitting together. He scoots over closer to her and tries to joke: ]
It saves my neck some strain from looking over your shoulder, too.
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[BIFOCALS TO SEE WHAT'S RIGHT THERE]
[Always... And she feels some of her moodiness dissipate with his joke.]
What, you need to read over my shoulder now?
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[ YES. ]
It's harder to read over your head.
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[THEN HE'LL SEE HOW OBVIOUS IT IS]
Isn't it hard to read over my shoulder when you're lying down, too?
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[ NO HER. ]
That's when you need to read aloud to me.
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[NOPE HIM]
[That almost makes her laugh--she does snort in reply.]
So it'd be story-telling time?
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[ NOPE ALL HER. ]
[ Close enough. ]
If you think it's worth sharing.
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[NOPE TOTALLY HIM]
Well, it...
See for yourself.
[She slides closer to him so they can look at it together. She shouldn't keep being moody...]
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[ NO IT'S HER. ]
All right...
[ A faint smile comes to his face as he peers at the book, skimming the first few lines curiously. ]
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[NO ALL HIM]
[She's silent, but she turns her face to watch him...It's kind of nice to see him smiling again.]
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