DERP Mooncalf
Join Date: Jun 2009 Location: Winterfell
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Samuel Chevalier Graduated x2
| Aidella | King of Confusion | Brittana | Forever ACROMANTULA Quote:
Originally Posted by Magical Soul Rubbing her knuckles with her hand she waited for him to take his jacket off the wall and use his hands as a punching bag again. His question made her smile and shrug awkwardly, "Nothing really happened I was just... uhh.." she chuckled and shook her head, recalling her flustered attitude toward Adam that day. "Well, you know how things go when a boy and a girl meet alone and do what.." she hesitated and frowned, "..we were.." Okay, this was officially awkward. Louisa bit her lower lip and forced the stupid flush away from her face, lowering her gaze.
Without warning the Ravenclaw moved her body and threw a punch at Paulie's hands. Not forcefully since her main purpose was to get out of that embarrassing moment, she didn't hit the center either, same reason. But after a couple of unfocused punches, her breath started to accelerate slightly and she did hit the center of his hands. She started adding a bit more strength into her swings, careful not to hit any of his knuckles or wrist joint.
After a minute of focused swings, Louisa stopped and kept her eyes on his hands. "Are you... okay?" Because his hands were a bit reddish now.. more than a bit maybe. Even her own hand hurt from the sudden activity. She curled and uncurled her fist but waited for him to answer.
There was only one more thing left to do for her now; she had to learn how to throw a swing at a face she used to snog with, and then flee without any witnesses. Especially with the badge on her uniform drawing so attention this term, and a couple of months into the year, people were recognizing her as the Prefect even without the badge. She had to brainstorm about that.
Paulie honestly did try to stifle the smirk that was playing at his lips, but it was unfortunately to no avail. hehe. Louisa was being all precious, blushing at the recollection of her time with Adam last year. Perhaps she was feeling a little embarrassed, but that never stopped Paulie before.. "What?? Did ya kiss? Oh! Or was it an 'almost-kiss'? I love those in the movies! So much tension." He grinned a little more, then added, "I mean, you don't have to be embarrassed, Helen. You are datin' the guy now."
Phew! Man oh man, Paulie ALMOST wasn't ready for that punch! After that one, though, he straightened up a bit more and locked his elbows to make his 'hand target' more steady. Bam, bam, bammmm. One after another, she was swinging away. When she focused, her aim was quite good, too. "Hmm?" He turned his hands around so he could see his now reddened palms. "Oh, yeah, I'm fine. The redness just makes it look bad." Maybe he was so focused on watching her punches that he forgot about the condition of his hands. Somehow, though, a person's palms seemed to take a beating much better than, say, a person's face. Ahem. Joao and Adam. "If your hand or wrist is gettin' tired, you can take the bandage around your hurt wrist and wrap it around that one." He shrugged. If she preferred.
He watched Louisa for a moment, thinking. During this lull from the blows, Paulie lowered his hands. "Ya know.. you're definitely improving and all with this punching stuff," he told her. "But.. I donno. Are you sure this is how you wanna express your anger to Joao?" He paused. "I mean, I'd definitely feel like hittin' him, too, but... I guess it just doesn't seem like your style." Perhaps that was due to the fact that she was so brainy that he figured her manner of payback would be in the form of mental or emotional discomfort, not necessarily physical. But, it was her choice, and if he were in her shoes, he'd be set on doing the same, so Paulie certainly couldn't do any preaching.
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