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legionclubhouse2016-01-31 11:39 pm
letsgolegion) wrote in legionclubhouse2016-01-31 11:39 pm
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TEST DRIVE MEME
Pick a scenario!
Scenario A: Time for a stakeout! You and your partner have been tasked with staking out a place to catch a crime in progress. Maybe you're stuck somewhere comfy with snacks and a deck of cards. Maybe you're sitting somewhere on top of a building together in the rain, miserable and snapping at each other.
Perhaps you can use this time to get to know a stranger on the team better or maybe it's a time you can bond with someone you're hoping to be better friends with. Whatever the case, you've got to keep a close eye out and the only real entertainment you have is each other.
Scenario B: You're on the run! An evil totalitarian government got angry about the Legion nosing into some of their affairs and you and one of your teammates got captured. To avoid a terrible fate, you escaped and are now on the run on a hostile alien world full of urban areas swarming with agents looking for you, and dangerous wilderness. With your powers dampened by the power dampening collars on your necks, all you have to rely on is each other.
To make thing even worse, throughout it all, you're handcuffed together with nearly unbreakable cuffs. Yaaaaay. Maybe if you get far enough from the cities, you can hide out long enough for the other Legionnaires to find you.
Scenario C: Make up your own!
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It wasn't, however, enough to just him up entirely, as he laid on his back for a moment and stared up at Marinette.
"...It appears you've fallen for me."
He couldn't help it. Maybe the jokes were intrinsically tied to the cat and he just couldn't turn them off anymore.
(Or maybe he was just a huge dork.)
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WHY WAS HE DOING THIS IT WAS SO CONFUSING STOPMarinette was acutely aware of the fact she was currently straddling Adrien (Adrien) so when he said that, her face turned bright red and she quickly rolled off, accidentally yanking a little on the handcuffs as she did it.
"Sorry! Sorry."
She looked away, checking herself to make sure she wasn't hurt. When she went to unfold her wings, she winced and turned her body around, trying to look over her shoulder at them. One of them was bent, with a clear crease in it, and a few of the little clear membranes were broken.
"Great. I knew I couldn't carry us far, but I was hoping I could fly us short distances if we needed me to."
She tried to reach her hand around to unbend it but it was hard when it was behind her and one of her hands was handcuffed to Adrien's.
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The amusement quickly faded away, however, when he got a look at her wing.
"Woah, hold on," He was all Adrien now, calm and serious and a little worried, and he caught her hands where she was trying but to twist around to get at her wing. "I'll try, alright? Just...let me know if it hurt or anything."
Even with one of his hands handcuffed to hers and thus limited by her range of motion, it was still easier for him to reach than it was for her. Adrien held her still by the shoulders for a moment before spinning her around as much as the handcuffs allowed and, so very gently, took the thin bent wing in his hand.
"It seems so delicate," he commented without thinking.
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"I haven't hurt them that much but when I do, the broken parts fall off and then they just regrow. But they don't really have much feeling. Mostly just near where they meet my shoulders."
She was lying a tiny bit, especially since Adrien had his gentle voice on right now. She didn't want him to know that it actually a hurt a little bit, him straightening it out.
Just like she didn't want him to know that she could feel his hands on her wing just a tiny bit. A teeny tiny bit. She tried to ignore it.
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Gingerly, like he was still worried about hurting her despite the reassurances, he unbent the wing and tried setting it straight again. The little broken membranes he couldn't do anything about beyond lightly smoothing them into place, but it was better than nothing.
"You think it'd be worth bandaging it or something?" Adrien asked, frowning thoughtfully. "Just to keep it still."
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Now that her wing was straightened out, she bunched her wings up tight against her body, sliding them together so that they were tightly furled against her back, something she hadn't been able to do while the one was bent.
The only reason it'd even been damaged was because of the surprise of rolling down the hill. Her wings had been partly unfurled as they'd run. Now that it was fixed, she could fold them up properly again.
Marinette turned to face him again, relieved that she could stop twisting her cuffed wrist behind her back, and gave him a shy little smile for helping her.
"Thank you."
It was back to shy Marinette, apparently. The more assertive Ladybug of moments before was suddenly gone again.
...And then, just like that, she was back.
"We need to keep moving," she said, getting to her feet and grabbing Adrien's hand -- the one cuffed to hers -- to tug him to his feet. "It's going to be dark soon. We need to put some distance between us and them and find someplace safe to hide for the night."
It was like a million other moments of Ladybug pulling him to his feet after he'd been knocked down. (Just like all the moments he'd done the same for her). The expression on her face was even the same.