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Old 06-26-2014, 03:28 AM   #64 (permalink)
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Level up. Yes. Like in muggle role playing video games - although he was primarily thinking of Pokemon in this instance. Which was beyond ridiculous and such thoughts really should be kept to himself, but since he had sort of started talking it was as though the flood gates had been opened and now words were just pouring out of his mouth.

"Yeah, um, you see...in er, muggle role playing video games characters gain experience points and when they reach a certain point they gain a level. Become stronger. More powerful. But, er, sometimes...in order to get to an even stronger level, er, place...they need something extra. Like...a thunder stone or deployed in certain locations..." So, really, the gift signified both those things. An item and a new location. Well, sort of new. She was no stranger to his humble abode.

"So, er..." he paused to run the back of his FREEZING neck with his hand. Oh Merlin, had his hair follicles frozen? He was pretty sure he had just rubbed the lower part of his neck bare. Awkward. "That is a key to my home and I, um, I don't know which step you are, er, ready for...but I was kind of sort of hoping that maybe...you would...um, you know, um, consider perhaps...............................moving in with me?"

Felines and all. And THAT was saying something.
Muggle role playing video games. She'd never played, though heard of them yes. Fascinating concept. However interesting his description was though, it was very difficult to move her gaze and thoughts from the small copper key. Or was it brass? Not that she needed to know what type of metal it was made out of. It didn't make a difference with what it made of. What mattered was what it unlocked.

.....oh my oh my.

The repeated words of "a key to your home" in a question manner were just on her lips, but she was incapable of speaking as her gaze snapped up to Airey. A key to his home. He...he wanted her to move in with him? "Oh, Airey..." Was it just her or was it getting tingly warm? Or just...tingly. The freezing temperatures and the added hummingbird heartbeat she had gave an odd sensation in her feet and hands.

"I...I vill of course, consider it." Did...did he need an answer...now?
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