RG AU

[sliceitwithwind]

Day one: A handwritten reminder to call him.
Day two: A bunch of silk flowers. With a note to call him.
Day three: A box of mid-range chocolates.
Day four: A pair of silly, but cheap, earrings.
Day five: An individual creme brulee.
Day six: Tickets to a rock-climbing extravaganza with a hopeful smiley-face.

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[sliceitwithwind]

Braig shakes his head, "Nah, don't do that. Let her adapt at her own time, and not, like, feel pressured or anything dumb like that."

[mitochondriaaya]

"I'm not going to tell her t tackle you or anything!" she laughed and threw a napkin ball at him "Just let her know that she's welcome to kiss you! It's nice knowing if it's okay!"

[sliceitwithwind]

"...Wait a bit." he says, shaking his head, "Like, after she's comfortable holding hands or whatever."

[mitochondriaaya]

"You say that like I'll have a choice. She's going to grill me when she sees me again. You did realize that right?"

[sliceitwithwind]

He snorts and shakes his head, "Whatever you say, babe. I do not know the two of you well enough to guess."

[mitochondriaaya]

"I'll hold back some details as long as I can." she promised with a grin "Which means you've got maybe a week before she makes me crack."

[sliceitwithwind]

Braig just laughs and says, "Gotcha."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Sure, you laugh now. Wait until you're on the receiving end of one of her info extractions!" she smirked and snitched his last fried mushroom.

[sliceitwithwind]

"I work with Ienzo." Braig feels this is enough said.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Completely different situations." Aya assured him. Really.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Yeah, Maya is much hotter." Braig says, laughing.

[mitochondriaaya]

"A bonus I hadn't really considered." Aya laughed "But a good point. You're still doomed though."

[sliceitwithwind]

"I can handle a little bit of doom in my life." Braig promises, "As long as it comes with both Brea sisters."

[mitochondriaaya]

"As long as it's only a little?" she grinned, the expression edging more towards mischievous than humorous.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Depends on your definition of little, babe." Braig leers back at her.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Lack of tag teaming in doom related things?" she laughed and cradled her chin in her hands. She'd get back to eating later. "Only one sister providing doom at any given time?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Small explosions."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Minor injuries."

[sliceitwithwind]

"Things requiring less than three months of therapy, physical and mental combined."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Less than a week of silent treatment from either party."

[sliceitwithwind]

"Ohhh, yeah. I'm not good with silent."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Neither is Maya, she'll throw things at you after a day or two."

[sliceitwithwind]

"Awesome." he can handle things being thrown at him! As long as they don't come from the blind side.

[mitochondriaaya]

"No, not awesome!" she stuck her tongue out at him for a moment "It means I get things thrown at me! usually when I have things in my hand and can't catch!"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Learn to dodge, babe." is Braig's sage advice.