Path back to camp from town. Sunday afternoon.

[grand_fallguy]

Damnit my hand still hurt, and it looked like I might have to change the band-aid on my finger again. What is it about cuts in your finger, they never seem to stop bleeding?

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[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim stepped even closer, to look more carefully at his hand. Really, that was the only reason. "Did that work?"

Her eyes were so green. He might be starting to smile like a fool. Maybe. Just barely.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"I never heard anybody complain, I certainly don't recall seeing any of the boys with a burn that blistered this bad." She bend her head to kiss the ouchie and make it better.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

His face turned about as red as her hair. "I like your way much better." he smiled, this time not resisting the urge to scratch behind one of her ears.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi was about to laugh when the ear scritches started.

Purring followed shortly.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

She was holding his hand, and purring. The scratching continued, and any pain in his hand was forgotten. "Any particular spots you'd like me to pay attention to?" he asked. He was starting to wonder just why he was getting this into her all of a sudden.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi was really enjoying the ear scritches and was about to bump her head against Tim's chest when it suddenly occurred to her cat-brain that she was done with ear scritches.

"Nah, I'm good." she said dropping his hand and stepping back. "... Thanks."

Though she wasn't sure why she was thanking him for giving her ear scratches as it was her due.

"See ya."

She slinked off.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

*blink*

He opened his mouth to say something but...

*blink*

What the hell had all that been about? Weird.