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I like spending time with my friends and learning about other people. I just want to enjoy whatever time we have together!
Live every day to the fullest! Let's explore the resort together!
I've been told I'm a good leader and listener. I'm pretty good at rescuing other people's cooking and baking disasters, and I can knit and sew. I can fight, but I'd prefer not to. My other talents are a secret. 😘
I don't really like to read, but I'll watch any kind of movie with my friends! I used to work part-time at a movie theater. I love listening to all kinds of music, especially J-pop, electronic, classical, and foreign music. 🎶
As for food... I love both ramen and sweets, but I'll try anything! Take me to your favorite food place! 😉
I like to keep my options open! 😊 Someone I can have a good time with, no matter what we're doing.
I don't really know! Buy me a drink and help me decide! 😉
.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES
Do most people have an opinion on this? 🤔
.03 SHOWER OR BATH
Bath! but shower first, then relax in the bath for like an hour 😊
.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS
Ninjas seem cooler 😄
.05 TITS OR ASS
👍
.06 COFFEE OR TEA
Both! It depends on who I'm with what kind of drink I'll order!
.07 SPICY OR SWEET
I don't mind spicy food, but I definitely prefer sweet.
.08 SUMMER OR WINTER
Summer! I like going to the beach and being outside. Winter can be tough.
.09 LEATHER OR LACE
👍
10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX
Let's try both and find out. 😉
ENFP-A
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He can't help but smile slightly to himself, some of those upset feelings disappearing because she's just always so nice to be around. Talk to. Share space with, no matter what. Well, the whole thing with the trap room might be the only exception, but that's mostly his fault anyway.
His mouth tugs downward at those returning thoughts. But no!! He wants to focus on her, because she's a really important friend to him. He wasn't acting his best-- not to mention that brief moment when everything felt overwhelming to him when they encountered the heart. He just remembers a lapse of control, her hands on his cheeks and telling him to calm down. Was none of that frightening to her?
It's a miracle that she really wants to see him after that.]
Would you believe me if I said 'completely fine?' [...] I wanted to check in on you.
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[Anyway, more importantly, she huffs quietly in a laugh that doesn't carry very much humor at all, because no, she doesn't believe him at all.]
Do you wanna come over and talk? No weird rooms or beating hearts this time, promise.
[It had been scary, for sure, every bit of it, but she keeps it from her voice. Usually people need that kind of optimism, whether it's loud or quiet, to help carry them through the hard times, right? That's what she's best at!]
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He doesn't want to make this super awkward, but at the same time, he wants to see her. Not only because of the way his body seems to crave close contact with someone, but because she's become a really important friend to him. It doesn't feel enough to just talk to her through these watches; he wants to actually see her.
Hug her. The only thing that's even causing this mild hesitation is the way he acted, especially after seeing the heart again.He almost hurt her during that time. That drive to just blast his powers at everything around him...]
I'd like that. [...] If you're really okay with um, seeing me again after all that. I-I know I was being weird and all.
[Scott Summers 100% thinking he was scary to her.]
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She hums, a quietly curious sound as she tilts her head and blinks down at the Watch. Why wouldn't she want to see him again...? It hadn't been any worse than when one of her teammates had gotten charmed. At least Scott didn't throw away any of her hard-earned money!!
What's the best thing to say to put his mind at ease...? How about:]
I really want to see you. [Soft and genuine, but her tone still matches her usual friendly smile as she rests her chin on her knees.] I don't want to be alone right now, anyway.
[And that's maybe a little too honest, but it's true. She really, really, doesn't want to be alone right now. Maybe it's selfish to tell him that, but...]
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Something warm pushes through his chest, a feeling that Scott allows himself to feel. It's nice. After everything that's happened with the basement, missing his teammates, just feeling shitty about everything, it's kind of nice to actually feel good for once. He really is lucky to have the friends he has here, huh? People that don't care that he's a mutant and just wanting to be with him.
He's glad that he hasn't ruined that.]
Well, we can't have that. [There's something teasing in his voice, but still affectionate in a way.] I'm on my way.
[What, already?! Look he's already dressed and everything, so it won't take him much to leave his room and start heading his way over to hers.]
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[She's reluctant to hang up, because maybe he won't come...? She'll let him be the one to end the call. Scott doesn't seem like the type to ghost a girl, but she would understand if something more important comes up while he's walking over here, or even if he just changes his mind. A glance around her room as she forces herself to get up and unlock the door as promised -- yeah, everything is still pretty neat, and the cleaning staff must have come through at some point -- and then all she can do is wait.
It's quiet here in her room, the silence almost oppressive. She can't even hear any of the other guests for once. Not that she normally can, unless they're being really, really lively, but for a long few moments, it almost feels like she's the only person in this whole resort. That can't be true, though, can it?
She returns to her bed in short order, taking the axolotl plush Scott had given her and hugging it close. She won't bother him by calling, but hopefully he'll be by soon...]
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He's knocking on her door at first. Because it's Scott.]
Kotone? It's Scott-- oh right, you said to just come in. Well, I'm coming in.
[HE STILL GIVES HER A FEW SECONDS before Scott opens the door with a small smile, eyes searching for her and immediately said smile growing when he sees her. She's one of the people in this resort that can get him to feel at ease almost instantly. One of his close friends... someone that just likes being around. Although he is worried about what she said earlier.
How she didn't want to be alone. That thought lingers in the back of his mind. Or maybe next to that urge of wanting to physically be close with her and also other complicated feelings about guilt and just checking up on her.]
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Hi Scott! [as if nothing's wrong at all. With the greeting out of the way, she starts forward again, this time with a few quick steps to abruptly wrap her arms around his middle in a tight hug, just to reassure herself that he is real, and he is here. She's not alone.] I'm glad you came.
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W-well, at least he knows that the feeling is mutual now! His arms wrap around hers as he returns her hug, wrapping her tightly in a warm hold as he lets himself just accept that she's really okay and she's not afraid of him. She wouldn't have fully went into his space like this if she was afraid of him and his powers, right? I-it's okay. Everything will probably be fine. Things are already starting off better than he thought. Still a lot to talk about, but... she still feels safe, right?
The thought tugs at him, but he pushes it down for now, a small laugh breaking free from his chest as he nods his head-- letting her feel his agreement.]
I'm glad I'm here. [...] I wanted to really see you.
[It also warms something inside of him to see that plush he gave her sitting on her bed.]
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Kotone closes her eyes and takes a moment to just breathe, taking in the scent of his clothing, the feel of the fabric beneath her fingers and the sound of his voice, all a reassuring reminder that he is actually here. Not a dream, not an illusion, not the product of wishful thinking, but actually here. For as warm as the axolotl plushie could be, it's nothing compared to the warmth of another person here beside her.
Still, she can't help but laugh a little when he says he wanted to see her, letting go and taking a few skipping steps back.] What, did you miss me~? [she teases, as if she hadn't been deeply missing him herself. Ah, but that does remind her -- her expression goes a little serious as she takes another look around her room before asking,] The walls are painted pink in here. My blankets are pink, too. Is that gonna hurt your eyes...?
[Like back in the club. Granted, the warm white lighting and lack of pounding music probably means it's fine, but better to check than not!]
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Of course I did. [Is he joking? Not really, honestly. Although maybe 'missing her' isn't the fully correct phrase; he just truly wanted to see her again. For multiple reasons he's already thought of and will probably end up admitting because well, it's a little easier to talk about some of these things. He was super worried about her!! All those feelings he got from that room with her... and then the heart.
The plan is to just focus on her. Hold her hand. Cling to her body-- okay stop there Summers. Fight back against that urge!!
Though he quickly shakes his head at her question, something soft and appreciative appearing in his unseen eyes. He'll just have to make up for it by the inflection in his voice, something deeply warm and expressive in it as he smiles at her.]
And I'm okay, I promise. [No headaches at all!] I'm glad you told me your room's pink though. Suits you well.
[He teases. It's very girly! But in a good way. Also cute like her.] So, you're really okay?
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His voice is almost as warm as his embrace had been, and her cheeks flush the lightest shade of pink in response as she grins up at him.]
Better now that you're here! [And while she means it as a tease, it's truer than maybe he knows. Taking a few more steps back she plops down onto her bed and pats the space right beside her in clear invitation for him to join.. No point standing when they could be sitting, right? And while both her desk chair and the pink and orange poufs at the foot of her bed are honestly pretty comfortable as seats, she'd prefer it if he sat next to her.] Are you?
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[He's joking, mostly, but he really would come over whenever she wanted. If she's feeling lonely or anything... of course he'd want to keep her company. It's hard to imagine her feeling like that, because she really seems like someone that would have so many friends here, but she was alone until now. Maybe she just wanted to see him? Or he was the first person she called?
Well, he's glad to be here with her.
Scott follows Kotone to her bed, easily taking the offered seat by plopping himself next to her-- though he takes off his shoes so he doesn't get her covers all dirty. But once they're off, he sits cross-legged next to her, smile warm and genuine as he offers a hand for her to hold. Mostly because that urge for skintouch is still there, but also as an offering of comfort for her.]
I'm better now compared to before. [...] And seeing that you're really okay. I was worried about you, you know?
[Oops is it already serious talk??]
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You were? [Worried about her, that is! There's audible surprise in her voice as she glances up at him, head tilted in confusion.] You don't have to be; it's okay.
[But she squeezes his hand, running her thumb over his knuckles and bumping into his shoulder again.] I was worried about you, too, you know. Seeing the heart like that was a lot for you, huh...?
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He continues to hold her hand in his with a small smile-- though it flickers to something worried when he sees that mark on her wrist. It looks... really red? He thinks it's deep red. It's so hard to see that Scott considers that his mind is just putting meaning on something when it isn't there, but.
That worry increases.]
Of course I was. [Look at him, still concerned!! And maybe a touch confused. This shouldn't be strange, right?] You're a really important friend to me. And I almost hurt you. Why wouldn't I be?
[He squeezes her hand back, his thumb returning the gesture and tracing over the skin of her hand.] Seeing the heart... it's part of why I wanted to check on you. I know I probably scared you.
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But oh... he thinks he scared her? Is that why he's worried? She takes his hand in both of hers, squeezing gently.]
It's not the first time a teammate has gotten confused by an enemy and attacked! [she says frankly, giving him a smile.] I'm not scared of you or your powers.
[The moment was scary, the situation was scary, but Scott himself? No way.]
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His smile increases just a little when she continues to reassure him. Funny how it's only after he almost attacked her that he's learning more about her. Apparently having teammates, being in a battle before. 'An enemy,' huh? But focusing on what just happened a couple of days ago, Scott lets his hand rest in the warmth of both of hers, enjoying the sensation of her skin against his. It's doing something to fight that urging feeling to just wrap his whole body around her-- which. Summers, that's too forward, come on!
Especially after you lost control! She may be okay, but that's probably too much, right?] You're really not scared of me? I-I wouldn't blame you, if you were. My powers have hurt people in the past...
[He admits, something flinching in his expression-- a guilt that he still carries to this day. Okay, so he only really hurt one person, but that was enough on its own. And it was a bully he didn't like. Kotone on the other hand...]
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What can she say to help him...? She brings their hands to her heart, mentally shifting Helel, the Star, to the forefront of her mind as if her Persona might somehow be able to help her decide what to say. He can't, of course -- she can't even be sure if that's the arcana Theo and Igor would say Scott is -- but his presence helps.
...Scott seems like the kind of person who appreciates honest thoughts. One more heartbeat, then she brings their hands to her lips on impulse, pressing a gentle kiss to the back of his hand as if that alone could reassure him more than her words could.]
You don't scare me at all, [she promises, resting her chin atop their joined hands and smiling at him, as if kissing his hand was no big deal, really, and isn't making her heart flutter in her chest.] If you ever need me to stop you again, I will.
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It's just kind of funny, because he was so determined at that time to be the person that helps others adjust to this resort. He wanted to show her around!! And yet she's here supporting him and telling him that she isn't afraid at all. As she smiles at him for atop their joined hands, he can't help but lower his face towards her before placing a kiss on top of her forehead, mouth resting there for a few seconds.]
You think you can really stop me, huh?
[Well, she did. His time when he lost control is mostly a blur as madness overtook him, that urge to scream and destroy everything around him blinding everything else, but he remembers a determined gaze and two hands gripping his face and making sure that he calmed down. He hasn't really lost control of himself in that way before, the Cupid Arrows were the closest thing, but that still felt different.
And she was there.
Scott pulls away, but he keeps close, his free hand reaching down to brush some of her hair away from her face.]
...Mmm, I guess that you did.
[Should he rely on her to stop him? Well, he'd prefer if he never lost control at all, but this resort sometimes doesn't give him that choice, no matter how much he regulates his suit. He still wants to try and work on that, because he still doesn't want to hurt anyone here.] Not everyone would. ...Or even should.
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Her lips curve up slightly, because yeah. She can and will stop him, as often as it takes. If she'd had her Evoker, it would have been much easier. It's not like stopping him had been easy, far from it; she'd hate to be actually on opposite sides during a fight! But he's worth stopping from hurting anyone if it'll make sure he doesn't add to the burden of guilt he's already carrying.
She opens her eyes when he draws back, missing the closeness until he brushes her hair back. That tender gesture sends a fresh wave of warmth to her cheeks, and she can't help but laugh a little as she meets his eyes. The mark on her inner wrist throbs gently in time with her heartbeat, and there's so little space between them that she imagines he can feel the heat suffusing her face, her eyes flicking to his lips and back up again.]
I'll always stop you when you need me to, [she promises, and leans in to close the distance between them, impulsively sealing it with a kiss if he'll allow her.]
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But mostly, he's glad that he checked on her. He really has been worried.]
And I'll be there for you if you need me.
[While there's still some remaining thoughts about his loss of control, a desire to be stronger and not have something like that happen again, Scott still nods against her, movement so close that their foreheads brush. But then before he can say anything else, she's leaning in close for a kiss and... of course he closes the remaining distance, head tilting slightly so that he can comfortably kiss her.
Not the first time they've kissed, but it still creates a warmth in his chest that he easily accepts. He's come to realize that he enjoys kissing his friends here. She is no different. Every person feels so unique and he likes it so much-- one hand curling gently in the back of her hair as he takes in the way her lips slide against his own. He wants to memorize this moment too.]
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She has to break away, laughing breathlessly and bumping her nose against his in an attempt to remember how to breathe. It's not like she's never kissed anyone before, but right now, with this funny guy who calls himself a mutant, she can't think of anything else she'd rather do.
Well. Okay, that's kind of a lie. Her fingers trail a gentle line down his throat as she grins at him, cross-eyed from being so close.] Kiss me again?
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It's only when she pushes a little more against him that the mood changes slightly, his own noise muffled against her mouth until she breaks away. She's laughing and-- he can't help but join in, a deeper sound coming honestly from his chest as he smiles at her with a certain openness. Laughter really is infectious, huh? At least coming from her.]
Hardest request I ever heard.
[He teases, hand still brushing some of her bangs away and then cupping her cheek, before he leans back in-- head already tilting in preparation as he easily slots his lips against her own. And this time, he's driving more of that heat, mouth parting against her as his tongue eases out, swiping against her lips as if to ask for permission.
The way his skin still demands more of this closeness, to keep in contact with her, only reinforces this drive.]
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As if she could somehow feel that laughter for herself, she lets both hands trail down to rest flat against his chest as he kisses her again, trusting his hand against her cheek to guide her in. Her lips part easily beneath his, not just letting him in but pressing deeper, her fingers curling lightly against his shirt.
This time, when she again has to finally break the kiss just to catch her breath, she dives in closer to press her lips to his neck, just below his ear.]
You're kinda hot when you laugh, [she manages in a breathless murmur, laughing a little herself and kissing his skin again.] I like it~
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Despite all that though, he wants to be strong for her. Just like how she's been.
But thoughts of his brother are pushed far to the back of his mind, wanting to just focus on this intimate moment between them. And. It kind of feels that way? Maybe it's because of how much he's been needing to be close, dealing with the aftermath of something so personal for them both, or maybe he just... really likes her. Probably all of those things.]
So, saying I'm not normally hot? Wow. [He laughs anyway, cheeks a little flushed at the compliment... and how his skin almost tingles underneath her lips. He nearly shivers, and he can't stop himself from commenting--]
I like this a lot. [His hand on her cheek moves, sliding downward so that he can wrap his arm around her waist, just wanting more points of contact. He genuinely feels better like this, while at the same time, he wants more. What's up with him??]
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