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[a soft knocking sound]

Star?

((ooc: Henry's up checking out the kickass art nouveau on floor 22, which is his favorite art style. People on/around 22 can feel free to bump into him, as long as they're nice? Not looking to get him into any trouble this go-round.))

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[Star really wasn't expecting Henry to retaliate at all, so when he pulls him into the loose headlock he gives him a pouty face.]

I wouldn't have to tease you if you weren't such a girl~

[Henry laughs, despite himself; he pulls his arm tighter and brings the other hand up to Star's hair]

You asked for it~

[and Star's getting a noogie LOL]

Augh, hey!

[And Star's hair sticks up like ALL OVER THE PLACE because it's special like that.]

If you're going to be like that then-!

[And Star tries to put a cold hand up the back of Henry's shirt!!]

[a snicker at Star's hair turns into a yelp, and Henry lets go of Star's head to try to squirm out of reach of the COLD HAND]

[Star's really not letting him get away so easily~ Now that he's free he pokes Henry in the ribs.]

[and Henry, being extremely ticklish (I'm srs look at his old entries), yelps again and swats at Star's hands, simultaneously trying to squirm away again and sort of failing at everything all at once]

[....Pause for surprise, and then loud laughter, before Star POUNCES on Henry for tickles. >:3 ]

Haha, you squeal like a girl!

STAR!

[and yes, he kinda does squeal like a girl]

[and the tickling pretty much shuts down his ability to be useful of any sort, so before long he's collapsing on the floor]

[lol. 8) With Henry on the floor, Star moves to straddle him while tickling his ribs.]

[Henry tries to shield himself or swat Star's hands away but he's laughing so hard he's damn near crying, and in between gasps for air he's trying to speak]

STA-STAR...STOP!

GET...GET OFF!

[Star pauses and tilts his head at Henry, while arching a brow]

Jesus, Henry. I'm just tickling you, not anally raping you without lube.

[thankfully the pause allows Henry to catch his breath, and for a moment he just lays there staring up at Star, mimicking Star's facial expression]

That was...graphic.

Are you kidding me? That wasn't graphic. If you want me to get graphic though...

[GRIN]

[Henry flushes bright red, despite the fact that he's grinning at the suggestion]

That's okay, really. I think I can live without.

You can, huh? You don't want to hear about getting pinned to the ground - just like this - and having your arms pulled above your head as you're fucked raw into the floor?

...Star, we're in the middle of the hallway.

[Eye roll]

Just like, "Star, we're in the middle of the bookstore."

[and if he wasn't blushing hard enough before, he certainly is now]

What did you want me to say? "Sure that sounds great, let's just lay here like this out in public and talk dirty for a while?"

Edited 2008-02-10 21:25 (UTC)

[the sound of a door opening]

Maybe if you were a little quieter about it--

[blink, taking it all in, lawl] ... Hey, Henry.

You act like you didn't like it.

[Lol, Star waves to Alex pretty cheerfully!]

Hey, Alex. Is the inside of your room filled with naked women too? If not, when can we start on that?

[and Henry looks like he wants to melt into the floor]

H-Hey Alex.

Having fun?

[rolling her eyes at Star, because guhh] Thankfully, no. It's clear. [pause] How well can you actually paint anyway?

Plenty fun.

I wasn't talking about painting women...

Maybe...I should just head back....

... In that case, never.

[aha, quick subject change!] No, hey, you don't have to go. You haven't even seen the whole floor yet.

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