@outoftink βGive up, Tink? Or do I have to get creative?β she said, the smirk audible in her voice. She had it on good information a guaranteed way to get Tink to talk, so long as he didnβt submit right away.
@outoftink As soon as that grip lessened, Maraly slipped through Kalβs grip, got a hold of his right leg, sat on his back and began bending his leg back!
βTap!β she exclaimed, smirking over her shoulder!
@outoftink To be honest, there was something sort of comforting about Tinkβs muddy embrace. But Stranders didnβt hug! None of that mushy stuff! But with her arms pinned to her side, she couldnβt really push Kal off. So, she allowed her legs to give out and rolled on the ground, +
@outoftink At the skin to skin contact, Maraly groaned but still couldn't keep her own giggles hidden as she squirmed even harder, turning her face from Kalmar's!
"Geehehet off ya weirdo!" she exclaimed, twisting about to try and dislodge the boy from her!
@outoftink Maraly, who was normally nimble and quick, for some reason was not as swift this time around, resulting in a muddy, soaking hug! The strander squirmed and growled, feigning frustration that was defeated by her giggles!
βAH! Geeehehet off! Lemme go!β
@outoftink Whatever his action was, it didnβt stop another slimy wad of wet dirt from splattering onto his chest, soaking through his shirt as it landed.
βWhatcha gonna do? Huh?β she taunted, shaking the mud off of her hands.
@outoftink After he shied away, a large glob of mud slammed into the side of Tink's face. Turning would reveal that Maraly was bent iver, scooping more wet earth into her hands, a smirk on her face.
@outoftink Maraly wouldn't be a good Strander if she wasn't aware of any slight movement. She watched Kal's hand, then looked at him with a confused expression.
"What are you playin' at, Igiby?"
βOh you order me, do ya?β she said with a smirk. She waved her wand and repeated the tickle charm, firing it at his feet.
βAnd if I donβt comply? Your highness?β she teased with a mock bow, smirking.
"as an orβorder from yβyour priiiiince," he began, abusing the power of his title. the charm had proven quite difficult to speak, and puck was very embarrassed β he had a reputation to maintain!
"Iβ i orβorder y-you to stoop!"
βOhhβ¦ you little!β
She took aim and threw her knife toward the troublesome fae, the blade spinning blindingly fast, right past his right arm with a precision slice to his sleeve, no damage to his skin.
Maraly ran shortly after throwing it, slid beneath him, and retrieved her +
the mouse jumped off, just inches before her hand came slapping down.
and while in mid-air, a puff of green smoke started forming around the white mice, soon transforming back into himself β laughing.
wings flapped behind him, holding him up as he rocked back, hands »»
βOw!β Maraly cried, slapping the source of the bite! No doubt sheβd miss since he was so quick!
βYou littleβ¦ Iβm gonna cut your tail off!β she exclaimed.
he clinged onto the fabric as he was shaken about.
when the hand was just inches away from his tiny mouse body, he sank his sharp little mouse teeth into her skin.