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Post by Pitch|Mavis|Astrid|Heather| on Mar 21, 2014 0:58:19 GMT
"Oh.." Heather hadn't expected that answer. She wasn't really great at comforting people either. "Um.. I doubt it was really your fault. Unless you killed your friend yourself. Then it would be on you."
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Post by Andrew Wheatley on Mar 21, 2014 1:36:33 GMT
Hans laughed bitterly, shaking his head. "They did it because I was from a powerful family.... But I made them pay for what they did." His expression was dark and murderous.
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Post by Pitch|Mavis|Astrid|Heather| on Mar 21, 2014 17:45:26 GMT
"Good!" She exclaimed, ruffling his hair. Heather beamed at the mention of murder and revenge.
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Post by Andrew Wheatley on Mar 21, 2014 19:27:48 GMT
Hans' eyebrows furrowed slightly in surprise at her response as his gaze shifted up to her.
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Post by Pitch|Mavis|Astrid|Heather| on Mar 22, 2014 1:28:58 GMT
"What?" Heather asked innocently, letting out a small laugh, "what's with the weird look?"
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Post by Andrew Wheatley on Mar 22, 2014 1:42:25 GMT
Hans chuckled softly. "Just,,, wasn't expecting you to ruffle my hair I guess." His expression relaxed some.
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Post by Pitch|Mavis|Astrid|Heather| on Mar 22, 2014 1:47:23 GMT
"We'll, I'm too high up to hug you. Your hair is super soft by the way!"
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Post by Andrew Wheatley on Mar 22, 2014 1:58:18 GMT
"thanks," he told her with an amused smile for her comment on his hair. He was also thanking her for lightening the atmosphere some too though. He added about her being too high, "Well I can fix that!" He grabbed her gently around her waist, pulling her down into him with a soft laugh.
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Post by Pitch|Mavis|Astrid|Heather| on Mar 24, 2014 12:34:20 GMT
Heather was about to say 'Youre welcome' when he grabbed her. She let out a yelp in surprise, her face heating up. Heather smirked, wrapping her arms around his neck.
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Post by Andrew Wheatley on Mar 24, 2014 13:02:23 GMT
Hans chuckled softly at her surprise, expression softening. He ran a hand over her hair, the action more subconscious than anything else.
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Post by Pitch|Mavis|Astrid|Heather| on Mar 24, 2014 16:29:31 GMT
The action was soothing, causing her to hum softly. It had been years since someone had stroked her hair. Heathers stomach began doing flips from her nerves but she hoped he couldn't tell.
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Post by Andrew Wheatley on Mar 24, 2014 18:23:16 GMT
If Hans noticed he didn't comment, remaining in the comfortable position and continuing to lightly stroke her hair.
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Post by Pitch|Mavis|Astrid|Heather| on Mar 24, 2014 18:26:22 GMT
"Not that I mind.. But why exactly are you doing that?" Heather raised an eyebrow but kept smiling. She was genuinely curious or she wouldn't have asked,
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Post by Andrew Wheatley on Mar 24, 2014 18:57:55 GMT
"Just... a habit I guess," he replied slowly after a moment. He'd always played with Aerith's hair like that.
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Post by Pitch|Mavis|Astrid|Heather| on Mar 24, 2014 19:19:18 GMT
"Oh.." Her smile wavered a bit. Heather brushed a few strands from her eyes, pushing them back into place. She didnt know why she felt a sudden surge of disappointment at his answer but she tried to shake the feeling off.
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I'm going to university in England! 
