darkholme: (G L E E.)
rαvєn dαrkhσlmє ⊗ mчstíquє ([personal profile] darkholme) wrote in [community profile] ataraxionlogs 2012-06-03 09:14 am (UTC)

[ her nose crinkles at the bridge as she huffs a quiet laugh, surprised by his answer in a few different ways, but then maybe... not. habit tells her to ignore the meaning behind it, take the initiative, but. no. different, right. there's no rush, no need for it. what she needs, really, is space. to cool off, quit thinking about what she's trying to deny herself. but first; ]

Of course, I know that. [ she turns her face to give him a loud kiss on the cheek, wraps her arms around him a little tighter like she's just been wanting to hug him this whole time. behaving isn't in Raven's dictionary, but if it were, she thinks this would be the shining definition of it. ] You're my capta--our captain. I trust you.

[ she makes sure he catches her smile before she tugs away completely, dipping back under the water and letting herself sink for a bit. she gives herself exactly four seconds to blow bubbles and shake her head, as if that releases whatever tension she was feeling a second before, then kicks off towards the edge of the pool, space, self control, space being her motivation in putting some distance between herself and Jim. ]

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