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Tweak says, "Boys have cooties."

Nymphadora Xenophilius (nymphaxeno) wrote in landing_rpg,
@ 2009-06-07 05:20:00

WHO. Dora & Jackson
WHAT. Hanging out after the game.
WHERE. Grounds.
WHEN. After the game.
RATING. TBA
STATUS. Incomplete/Closed.

Nymphadora, exhilarated and flushed from commenting on the recently finished game, gathered her things together as the player retreated back to thier locker room and crowd started to file out from the stands. She exited the pitch that late afternoon on her own with her bag swung over her torso and her hands shoved to the pockets of her jeans. She knew she should have brought her gloves that day- it was stupid for her not to, really. Her hands could barely stop shaking while she commentated for her sisters' game. Good thing though that the crowd had hardly taken notice of it...

With a knitted hat with small bear ears on her dark-haired head- a gift from grandma Molly herself- she trudged the grounds that lined the lake slowly, taking her time as she viewed the breathtaking landscape that surrounded her. The lake had been frozen since the first snowfall, and the treetops were dusted with white. She could sit on the wat ground and watch this all day.

She found herself taking the spot on a rock by the edge. During the summer, her feet would dip in the water if she stayed ther, but now, her booted feet were set firmly on the frosted water. She sighed, tired. If there was one thing one would notice about her, it's the way the cold seemed to exaggerrate certain part of her features- the redness of her lips, and the blush that stained her cheeks- the harsh weather seeming to enhance her features instead of marring them. She took out a canster from her bag and quietly feasted on her chocolate milk, and suddenly her mind, as it had been in the past days, returned to a certain boy she hasn't seen since their meeting in the kitchens...

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jacksonff
2009-06-08 04:14 pm UTC (link)

Jackson and his father shared a pretty close bond, actually. He was a lot like him in a lot of ways, and he wanted to be more like him as time passed. It was clear to him that his father was one of the best blokes on the world, and he'd be lucky to turn out more like him when he got older. Really lucky. Dora's Mum was fantastic, though, with her quirks. That was what made her so cool. She was herself, always, and Jackson could really admire that. "You're Mum is awesome like that," he said agreeing with her. "And your Dad pretty much makes the entire world laugh, which is brilliant." Dora's parents were amazing, really, because they were both so different and worked and it was just brilliant. "Well, we haven't really decided, no yet. I think she is visiting Becken, though," he said, thinking about the conversation he'd seen early. "I think she has a thing for him," he said, frowning. No one was really good enough for his sister, after all.

He laughed, nodding his head. "Yeah, if I had that many cousins and stuff I don't think I could ever answer that, either. So I can settle with a lot." Which was probably an accurate statement, anyway, considering 'a lot' was definitely closer to the real number than 'a few'. He had trouble keeping up with them, really. Sometimes he got some of them mixed up, but that wasn't that big of a deal, or so he didn't think. He wasn't the best with names anyway.

He didn't know what had come over him really. He just knew that he wanted to hug her and that if he hadn't of, he would have lost the nerve and the chance would have passed, and he'd let that happen enough already. When she seemed to like it, though, and put her head on his chest, he breathed a sigh of relief. At least she hadn't told him to stop or anything, though he still felt a little silly for just...hugging her like that. "I'm fine like this," he said, "it's comfortable. Really comfortable."

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nymphaxeno
2009-06-09 01:24 pm UTC (link)

It was evident in the way Jackson seemed to animate at the mention of his father told Dora just how much he admired him. She realized she loved seeing him this way, the light in his eyes filling her a satisfyingly warm feeling akin to one she feels when she makes him laugh with one of her corny jokes. She guessed it was because she likes making him happy. "My parents are insane. But I honestly wouldn't want them any other way." she said, laughing delightedly at the memory of her parents. She herself was quite like her mother, Luna, a litte bit flighty, easily-distracted by things she enjoyed and just a little bit crazy. She admits to this without a pause. But she also fancies herself like her dad, too, when it came to making pranks.
When Jackson mentioned his sister, and the love life he suspected she has, Dora stiffled a laugh. "You don't look too pleased. Youre behving quite like my brother! Not good!" she reached up, placed her index fingers on the corners of his mouth and pushed them up to a smile. "There. Better." how she did let herself laugh to show her amusement. "You have to be happy for her. Though you think no one will ever be good enough for her- don't deny it, I know this is the way you think- you should at least be happy for her that she has found love. Be a little more positive about it, yeah?"

Dora smiled against Jackson's chest when she felt him sigh against her. What was he thinking, really? That she'll push him away and run for the Castle? Sometimes this boy can get so paranoid. "I am, too." she said, closing her eyes. Testily, she iched up just so she could bury her nose on his neck. He smelled... amazingly good to her. Though she already knew how he smelled, it was nothing quite like it was... now. After their talk in the kitchens only days before, it seemed when they were together, Dora started to notice even the smallest things about him and found new appreciation for them. "I... told Addy about... what we talked about the other day." she told him in a whisper. "I hope that's alright?"

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jacksonff
2009-06-09 02:13 pm UTC (link)

His father was probably the one person in the world that he admired most. He was the one that had taught him how to ride a broom, a bike, and all over childhood things that people rode. He was the one that taught him the guitar and piano, the one that encouraged his pursing the musical path. He was the one that told him that the stars were his if he tried hard enough to reach them. And then his Mum, well, she was the one that kissed the scraped knees, the ones that wiped away the tears, the one that held them when they were younger when they needed them. Both of his parents had been such an influential part of his life and he couldn't imagine a life without them. He had a great deal of both of his parents in him, even if the one he resembled most was his Dad. "Exactly. They are parents, they are supposed to be a little insane. I think it's in the job description or something," he said with a laugh. "They ask for it when they sign up for it."

"Why isn't it good, though? I mean, there is nothing wrong with making sure that my sister is happy and away from stuff that can hurt her. And boys can hurt girls. Not that I think Becken will, mind you, but he could. So I need to keep an eye on them." He laughed when she fixed his face in a smile, amused at her silliness. "But she's just a kid!" he said, arguing, even though she was just a year below him. She was still a kid until he said she wasn't! Which was still a long way away! "But what if it doesn't go wrong? Blokes can be tricky. Did you know that kid has a tattoo, even?" He'd seen it before when the younger Hufflepuff had been walking around with no shirt on.

When he felt her breath on his neck, he pulled closer to her, enjoying the feel of the physical contact. He could sit like this for hours, despite the surface being hard and the air being cold. That didn't matter to him. Really all that mattered to him was that he was hugging Dora close to him and she was okay with it. That was it. When she mentioned that she'd told Addy about what had happened, he shook his head just a little bit. "Yeah, it's fine. I mean, I would have told her eventually, too, and plus you guys are twins. It's completely fine. I don't think it would be fair of me to expect you to keep it from her."

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nymphaxeno
2009-06-18 02:55 am UTC (link)

"It is." She confirmed. "When I have kids, they'll probably think the same of me. Resent me for being so weird... and for eating most of the cake... things like that." Her thoughts then lingered to her future, and a smile lit her face. She's seen herself wth a famly in her minds eye, perhaps a few kids, and a loving husband, though strangely enough the figures in her dreams have no faces. But they were there, and they were hers. She believed she'll meet them someday. "Do you ever think about the future, Jackson? Like.... do you want to be married and have kids someday?"

Dora found herself smiling sadly at his explanation. "You have to let her make her own mistakes. We learn from them. She never will if you stop her before she even gets the chance to make them." she moved closer to him, her small attempt to bring him comfort, and brushed the hair back from his forehead. "And so what if he has a tattoo of... girl's boobs on his forehead? He might really care for her. Isn't that the most important thing?"

"Good." Dora said, snuggling closer. "I've told Lily about it, too. And she said I probably just want your body..." This made her laugh a little. "Do you think I'm that superficial, Jackson? That I want nothing more than that?" she teased, pinching his side playfully.

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