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Before -]
Eek! You wanna do something like that!? Something as cliche as matching!?
You wanna get all matchy-matchy with Ibuki!?!?
That's soooo cuuuute...!!
[With that she hops up and tosses her arms around his neck, letting out some of her obnoxious laughter, before hopping back a few steps and looking down at the studs.
No, it... doesn't really occur to her what else he may have in mind with this.
She just likes the idea of matching! Obviously.]
Sooo, you want Ibuki to do it for you, right? It's gonna hurt a lot worse than your ears, you know!
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Not an unpleasant one! Fringes vocally with a "...pfffhehhh -- !" to a full-stop at the end.
Ohh, come on, Ibuki, this ain't the first time we done something that matched -- ...!
But it... pulls higher into a straight-up smile almost rodentlike...!
Heh-heh-heh...!
Yeahhh, he thought you'd think something like that...!
Followed by a wide-eyed lean back on her hold...! Arms comin' round to catch 'er, a couple light pats as he high-snickers...!
...More blown-out when she pulls back..!]
Khuhh -- ...!
Nnnn, you ARE the expert here in puttin' THOSE kinds a' holes in folks... -- !
[A... particular lift of his lip over his fangs, and the trailing "point" of a claw again...!
Aaaand when he lets that fall, he grins deeper yet again over how clever he is, because of course he does.
A one-two shake of his head - arms out at his sides and up 'round elbow level in a fling...!]
Like I said -- !
-- IIIII had a whole lot worse than a jab in the lip before -- ...!
[Voice coilin' 'round a leisurely dusty curl.]
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That said -
His laughter gets more of her own, as she does a little spin in place with the card above her head.]
Mmm, Ibuki's so excited to match!
[- It comes to a stop, though, with what he says.]
Well, uh... Ibuki wouldn't say she's an expert! She's got a lotta work done and a lotta needles put in her own skin, but that doesn't really make you an expert...
Unless it does?
[That card comes down again, being held in front of her chest.]
It's not like there's piercing schools, I guess... maybe Ibuki is an expert?
I dunno!
But!
It's gonna be pretty bad, still! You still flinched when Ibuki did your ears, remember? And piercings are a lot different from big wounds!
You have to hold totally still for it! Completely and utterly still. Like someone stole your ability to move!
But you were good about that with your ears, so Ibuki knows she can trust you not to move, now!
[She goes ahead and flutters over to the sofa, and sits herself on the arm - hands holding onto both the card and upholstery in front of her lap.]
C'mon over here, so we can get it done!
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His smile just -- ...!
Pinning aaaall the higher into his eyes...!
His... look opens a little, however! When she stops! Still... smilin', before a secondary tense to an OHHH, WELL -- ! squint...!
Puh... how the hell's he supposed to know...?
That, of course, lightheartedly-meant...!
Ambles up to her, a little. Shaking his head, preemtively, with... his arms switching positions. His now-free one liftin', holding and turning out...!
But -- !
...Pausing with a little tick...?
Eyes blanking, smile mostly flickin' "off" as if by a switch...!
Still... you know, energy and attentiveness, but not with the same perk!
He... actually scowls a little bit -- well -- ... YEAH, I flinched when it was my ears, there was... anticipation and all that, for that...!
But, ha, hey, it's... a pouting kind of scowl rather than anything "bigger".
The pinch to his brow roofing in a kind of entreating.
You know the kind! Come oooooon, now -- !
...Suddenly grinning in little rocks and turns of his weight in slow-ambling closer like a fucking kid told on his second painless dentist appointment that he's gonna get another toy 'cause he's sure to be good again.
-- A little pause and follow-and-lift of an unworded "ooh -- ?" as she takes her seat...!
Before... ambling and shuffling fast to hop, one hand followed by two knees, onto the couch in front of her...!
Chucklin' as his whole damn body wriggles into side-to-side "shakes" as both hands come up...!
... -- IIII'MMmmm right HERE -- ...!
Right HERE -- ...!
[With both those hands bending into his chest...
Before he stabilizes!
Gives a little lean and pop-up...!]
Now REMEMBER -- ...!
[A... "leaf" of one of those hands up!
A steady curl and as-if-programmed "push" of two claws forward in the air...!
Voice oilier.]
Iiiit's juuuust TWO a' those you use on the OUTSIDE a' my face -- ...!
[A lower hang "for emphasis" of the last few words to that.
Another little "wander" of his head as it sags further into that...! Not at the cost of clarity and body of voice.
...She can't. Remember something you didn't tell her.
But -- !
Well, at least this... might set her at least a tad better on the "clue" front toward what else he was getting at -- ...!]