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Bak ([info]punching_bag) wrote in [info]marinanova,
@ 2013-04-01 11:48:00

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Entry tags::mingle, aidan reilly, aradia megido, artemis crock, asami sato, bak chang, calliope-caliborn, dawn summers, derek morgan, dick grayson (all-star), elena gilbert, euphemia li britannia, hei, helix wamtani, jean-luc picard, kitty pryde (aoa), kitty pryde (evolution), klara guildsen, lacus clyne, penelope garcia, piter de vries, rebecca crane, richie foley, roxy lalonde, sam winchester, sougo okita, spencer reid, spike, tear grants, terry mcginnis, xander harris, yuuki kuran, yuuri shibuya, yvaine, zero kiryuu

Mingle: Event Kick-Off
[ It was mid-morning. The sky was clear and it was a (not so) very blustery day. It was cool but it was always cool. It was neither too warm nor too hot.

Lukewarm.

And that was just how Bak preferred it. Especially since he had in hand his very important, extra special concoction of wonderful forgetfulness on hand! Bak could stand teasing, but even this was getting ridiculous.

Hefting the bag a little higher so it fit snug into the crook between elbow and shoulder, he stepped off into wild world of Marinanova and promptly had to grab onto his hat.

Opps. He always forgot about that step down.

Taking another step, he nearly tripped again, this time on a rock. Frowning, Bak starred at the offending piece of debris and then he kicked it.

And yelped.

And then held his foot, dropping his bag in a near blinding rush of ”Eeeek!” as he dived for the paper bag, watching as with a POOF half of the contents disappeared into the wind, leaving him sneezing and dazed on the ground wondering what the heck had just happened. Clearly, his own formula had been getting the best of him. It happens when one sneaky scientist messes with the formula and Bak spent the better part of the morning putting the final touches of the mixture together.

Heightened emotions indeed.

Bak will rue this day assuming he survived it. ]


((ooc: Consider this post an open mingle and the start of the Marina Feelings Roulette Event! Creating your own posts is, as always, highly encouraged. And, unless you got an extra hefty dose of it right off the bat (re: by being in proximity to Bak when it happened) feelings should gradually start to go haywire later in the day with strongest feelings in the afternoon and tapering off again as evening descends. For more info on the details, please go here. Have fun!))



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[info]bloodcakedarmor
2013-04-06 02:33 am UTC (link)
[He closes his eyes, just letting her hold his face in her hands. His own hands rest lightly at either side of her waist. For this brief moment, everything else goes away except her and the way her touch feels and the words she's saying. It's a heady combination of positive morphine in an otherwise hurtful and negative space he's dwelling in right now.

Back home he would have tried to drown in this momentary forgetfulness. A pretty girl, nameless, faceless, taking his mind off all the dark and twisted things that run through his mind after some cases. But Garcia isn't nameless or faceless. She isn't just any pretty girl. She's
the girl in his book. And whatever happens between them doesn't get forgotten the next morning or even a few weeks later. She goes beyond that with him.

His hands curl to fist the material of her clothing at her sides as if he might push it up or down to feel the skin underneath, or maybe to keep his hands where they are. But after a moment, he lets go and he reaches up and laces his fingers with that hand he'd been holding moments ago at his cheek. He turns his head and kisses her palm.
]

Reid's pretty upset about Hotch too. [A diversion to take the attention away from himself just like he'd done with Kitty to keep from talking about things. Only right now it both kept him safe from talking and kept her safe from him trying to push things further before she's ready just to make himself feel something good.]

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[info]unmitigated
2013-04-09 08:30 pm UTC (link)
[They've never really talked about it, but Garcia's not entirely ignorant of how Derek chooses to decompress. That's why she was so insecure around all those beach bunnies the other night, and why she's desperate to calm him down before he does something that will be hard for them to handle -- not impossible, never that, but hard.]

[It would be simple to let Derek do this thing, change the subject, but no. He doesn't need to be alone with this, no matter what he thinks. But... she's not about to just let that about Reid go by either.]


I'm sure he is. I'll talk to him. But right now all I'm worried about is you, Mister. [She leans forward to put her forehead against his.] Just tell me what I can do. There has to be something okay, because you're the only thing holding me together and when you get all quiet and distant it's like I can feel my seams pulling apart.

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[info]bloodcakedarmor
2013-04-11 03:02 pm UTC (link)
[He's pretty sure he should be alone with this. Unless Penelope's from before Hotch's and J.J.'s lie came out too. And for a brief moment he thinks to ask her, but a part of him doesn't want to know yet. He doesn't know if he can handle anyone else's disappointment but his own at the moment and if she were feeling what he's feeling, he'd push his own emotions down inside to help her and everything would just fester. That's how he worked.

Their brows resting together, Derek closes his eyes and draws in a deep breath. He should have known that Penelope wouldn't be so easily distracted. He knew he was being just that, quiet and distant. But inside he was like a trip wire of electricity, on edge, ready to light up at the slightest provocation, just a step away from free-falling off the ledge of an emotional cliff.

Instead of answering her with words, he brushed his lips against hers again. The kiss was careful and yet intense with the way it was forcibly reigned in and controlled. His palm slid from the side of her neck to the back and his lips parted, his tongue gliding lightly against her bottom lip in attempt to coax her lips apart.
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[info]unmitigated
2013-04-15 10:52 pm UTC (link)
[And this right here would be the first time Derek's kissed her when she's not over the moon about it. Not that she objects or anything, she mentally corrects! It's just that she's worried, crying, and not in kissing mode. But if... this is the sort of comfort he needs...]

[So she relaxes and lets him kiss her, and kisses back a little bit, as much as she can in the weird numb terror of all this. And her hands, they just hold onto him for dear life.]

[It'll be okay, it'll be okay...]

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[info]bloodcakedarmor
2013-04-16 03:40 pm UTC (link)
[No matter his state of mind, he's still been trained to read people. And while his Penelope is compliant in the kiss, it's also clear that she's uncomfortable with it. That's the last thing he wants, to make her uncomfortable just because he's going through a rough patch of emotions and betrayal right now.

Still holding her face between his hands, he breaks the kiss and rests his brow against hers. He takes several deep breaths and then nods, letting go and taking two steps backward. His eyes, pooled with a thunderstorm of emotions, look up into hers. He offers a small smile that doesn't match his eyes but is there anyway with some effort.
] I love you, Penelope Garcia.

[He juts a thumb out in a random direction that's anywhere but here.] I'm gonna... go for a walk.

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[info]unmitigated
2013-04-25 03:51 pm UTC (link)
[God, that smile is just painful. Why can't he just tell her what's going on? Part of Garcia wants to push it, but another part of her is very scared of making things worse. So she says the only thing she's sure of at the moment.]

I love you, too. And... don't be too long, 'kay? I'm whipping up some veggie lasagna for dinner and it just won't taste the same without my sweetness there to eat it with.

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