[Despite the fact that Aric knows that he's perfectly able to touch people without watching black lines cover their skin he still has on a pair of expensive leather gloves -- at the least these are not the spiked ones that had been used during battle. In addition, he's attempted to dress down in a pair of dark black jeans and a long sleeved black button up. There's no tie or jacket.
It's not hard to find the place that Octavia described near the boardwalk, the purple umbrella easy for his eyes to catch and her just as easy to lay eyes on. He smiles despite himself, moving swiftly to meet her. Once he does he's not quite sure what to say and stares at her awkwardly with the proverbial cat having his tongue.]
[ O is wearing a blue dress as promised as well as a leather jacket and calf-thigh boots. The girl has really embraced her organic style here. And when she spots him, her smile turns slightly predatory because, yeah, he's just as hot in person. And she's confident in her choice.]
[ She doesn't care about him holding her hand too long, after all, that's what they're here for. In fact, she takes his hand and moves to pull him towards the stand she told him to meet her at.]
Thanks. [ She grins, letting go of his hand once they are two steps from the cart.] You've got that tall, dark and handsome thing down.
[Touch is still strange for him, the rules of it, and also the tingling of anxiety at remembering what a simple touch used to mean to him. This is nice even through the leather of is gloves as she tugs him along to the stand.]
I've had a bit of time to perfect the look. [He comes out less stilted, he's relaxing more the nerves abating. It's hard to remain tense around someone who is so open.]
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so now you can touch people, right?
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[He feels quite guilty about asking now.]
I can. I admit I am not quite used to it as of yet.
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Alright.
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[Because he is nothing but cliche at times.]
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It's not hard to find the place that Octavia described near the boardwalk, the purple umbrella easy for his eyes to catch and her just as easy to lay eyes on. He smiles despite himself, moving swiftly to meet her. Once he does he's not quite sure what to say and stares at her awkwardly with the proverbial cat having his tongue.]
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Aric?
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Yes. Hello [He greets her then, the smile coming more easily after the words are out.]
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It's nice to meet you.
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You look very lovely. [He still has a hold on her hand, a few beats too long he's sure.]
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Thanks. [ She grins, letting go of his hand once they are two steps from the cart.] You've got that tall, dark and handsome thing down.
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I've had a bit of time to perfect the look. [He comes out less stilted, he's relaxing more the nerves abating. It's hard to remain tense around someone who is so open.]
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dear spam folder. screw you, no love, laura.
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