[ She wanders! That's what dancers do, that's what travelers do, that's what Primrose does, and in the course of wandering, she comes across White. As one does. ]
It seems as though no one is feeling like resting tonight.
[ Primrose at least pretty much figured out that was coming, so brings an arm up to keep it from being an entirely direct hit. Though the force of it is still enough to push her back, and she lifts an eyebrow at him as she lowers that arm (which is definitely gonna bruise). ]
You struck me as the sort of gentleman who, rather than enjoy the pleasures of an experienced woman, would fare better channeling his frustration and aggression in a more simplistic manner.
[ read: "You are an idiot who could probably feel better from a spar instead of a sex" ]
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Week 0, Saturday
It seems as though no one is feeling like resting tonight.
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That was way too much thinking asked of us. Kind of hard to just shut off your brain after that.
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If you need my assistance for such a thing, you need only ask.
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If this is you propositioning me or something, I'm gonna say no...?
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Wh—
[and then
he punches right back]
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Does that, perhaps, clear things up for you?
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[ read: "You are an idiot who could probably feel better from a spar instead of a sex" ]
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[ Oh, honey. ]
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[ So yes. ]
Will you accept the offer?
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he shrugs.]
Sure, why not? Not like I've got anything better to do tonight.
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I've got no preference.
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She hums. ]
The common area?
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Works for me. I ain't picky.
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Yes, I know what I said. ]
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this is also where i admit that despite all the fights white has gotten into, i cry over writing fight scenes]
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