IC Inbox 2 (Imeeji)

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Lily Pads: Our beach.

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[He meets her there wearing a terrible Hawaiian shirt, shorts, flip flops, and an umbrella.]

Lily.

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[Lily is...wearing a long-sleeved maxi dress. It's light, but it hides most of her skin. No makeup. She hasn't done that since...right after parasites. She is, however, wearing the same earring he does on one ear, as she always does, and a purple flower on the other. She is sitting on a large beach blanket staring out into the waves. There are a few instrument cases behind her, as well as some assorted items.

At the mention of her name, she looks up.]

You look comfortable.

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I felt I should dress for the occasion.

[He does sit down next to her. He does brush her hair with a hand. Is it up?]

1/2

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[It's tied back but not braided or anything fancy. Very boring.]

You probably don't want to sit in that spot. I've had sex there.

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Kidding.

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Re: 2/2

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Are you going to go into the details?

[He makes an exaggerated movement of moving onto the sand behind her. But that is more because he's going to undo the tie in her hair so he can comb and braid it. He always has a comb on him now. Thanks, Bread.]

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[She lets him do as he will, it's Their Thing by this point.]

You really want to know about my sex life?

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[It's relaxing.]

If it makes you happy.

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[u kno what

she isn't clued into the whole parents and their kids enter into a silent, mutually binding agreement that they just Won't Talk About It. that would necessitate having a parent who gave a shit earlier than the short while ago]

Well, it was...non-existent for a bit there...since I could not touch or be touched without thinking I was tainting the other person.

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An effect of the game. It was rather harrowing.

And now?

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I'll say.

[She inhales, focuses on the waves and his voice and tries not to let the negative feelings in. They're weaker, but not gone yet.]

I am trying my best to believe when people say they love me and aren't repulsed by me.

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It is difficult when you yourself cannot see it.

[He pauses halfway through the braiding.]

Would you like to take a walk with me?

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Always...Father.

[shhhhhyyyyy]

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[He just laughs at that.]

I'm a terrible parent I'll have you know. I'm waiting for one of my children or grandchildren to show up.

[But he finishes up her hair quickly and then offers a hand to stand.]

Come.

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You're about a hundred steps up from what I know.

[She takes his hand, still very red in the face.]

Coming.

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And that is truly terrible.

[He holds her hand and squeezes her fingers. He'll take her on the subway to the mall if she doesn't mind that path.]

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[She doesn't mind any of it. She's really glad to be spending time with him like this. She had something to talk about but this is very, very nice. She knows he's often busy.]

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[Well he is a man that only expends energy when he must! But he takes her up to the shopping area.]

What's your favorite color?

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Oh, that's tricky. Puuuurple. I really like black and blue too, though.

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Sit here.

[He comes back with this and a gray suit jacket to match.]

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[!!!!]

Oh...they're beautiful!

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Well, go on. Try them on.

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[She rises to her feet and heads somewhere to change. Though once she does she looks in the mirror and just...has a moment where she looks at herself. It's fine, she's not disgusting. She looks good. She looks fine. Okay.

She comes back out and poses smartly.]