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[trigeminalheadache]

Back when I arrived (the first time), someone posted this. It was a lot of fun, so I thought I'd do it tonight. It's better than staring at this data and willing it to change.

Word association. Reply with the first word that comes to mind. No cheating.

To start us off: help.

[ ooc: threadjacking is not only allowed, but fully encouraged! go nuts, people. ]

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[doorkey]

[ While she's real tempted to just say Adults twice in a row, that's not how you play, and so-]

Lost?

[pottershotter]

Won't.

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[pottershotter]

Promise.

[pottershotter]

Mischief.

[doorkey]

Sniff!

[ C'mon, who doesn't love smelly stickers, lady. ]

[doorkey]

Superpowers?

[thisismadfreaky]

Enthusiasm.

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[thisismadfreaky]

Passenger.

text

[thisismadfreaky]

Seer?

[He's so confused by your association, bro.]

[thisismadfreaky]

Empty.

[thisismadfreaky]

Light.

[thisismadfreaky]

Always.

I've got plenty of free time.

[thisismadfreaky]

Manipulation.

[thisismadfreaky]

Pie.

[text]

[fulllifeconsequences]

Knife!

[thisismadfreaky]

Oxygen.

[Okay, he got super technical, there, but whatever.]

[thisismadfreaky]

Bed.

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[thisismadfreaky]

Well, when you're right...

Annoyance.

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[unpreach]

[She's pretty sure that smirk should worry her, eyes even narrowing despite the glint of humor that shines behind them.]

Were you even a boy scout?

[Still she gets up, her hand turning to capture his so she can lead him back there.]

Is there anything you refuse to wear?

[unpreach]

Fair

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[seeingthings]

I can do everything an Eagle Scout can do and then some. Like a lot of somes.

[That doesn't mean shit, Richie, but okay.

He lets her take his hand, following after her towards his bedroom.]

If you're trusting me, I have to trust you, right?

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[unpreach]

Mmmm Hmmm. [She'll just take that as a no and shake her head, fighting the smile that threatens to spill across her lips.

Given that she's presently wearing flannel, Kate throws him a sideways glance, eyebrows raised, waiting for him to make any amendments to that statement.]

Okay...

[She is not, however, stupid. She knows full well that if she really does want to see Richie embrace something other than three piece suits, then she was going to need to gently ease him into it.

So when they reach his room, she leads him to the bed, encouraging him to perch on the edge before stepping back, Kate releasing his hand and folding an arm across her chest, drumming her fingers along her chin as she sizes him up.

After a silent appraisal, she turns to where his closet is, Kate concentrating on what she has in mind before opening it. From there, he'd see her select a number of different things, jeans included but she's careful to keep it close to his usual style.]

You can still be you, without the suit. [Kate laying out the various articles of clothing on the bed next to him.]

[thisismadfreaky]

[He frowns at that response. No??? Manipulation is never fair.]

Wrong.

[eyething]

Cartoon.

[thisismadfreaky]

Scooby.