[It takes a second for it to click--but as soon as he realize what she intends, there's a shift in his emotions, a mix of guilt, resignation, and affection.]
[KATE... YOU ARE SOOOOO CUTE... he is trying very hard not to think that because he does genuinely feel bad for breaking his promise to her, but also. She is just so cute. SWEET KATE. He holds her hand, letting her lead him out here.]
I don't know if I ever will be, but you have the right to do your worst.
[ ...... but the thing about doing this on the ice is, her feet don't stay steady while she's shifting her weight (and his) around like this. so she ends up slipping and falling over forward, landing on her hands and knees next to him.
He was, naturally, going to let her knock him down regardless, but he's really not prepared for her to do anything beyond shoving him with her little baby arms, so there's genuine surprise when she throws him. He knows very well how to fall on the ice, so he does, because he doesn't think she'd actually be happy if he cracked his head open or something--but when she slips, he sits up quickly, reaching out to steady her.]
[He wants nothing more than to pick her up and take her to go get some hot chocolate, but he will resist with all his might... he lays down splayed out on the ice instead.]
[SWEET KATE!!! He sits up, since even though he's built for ice and snow, even he gets cold when sprawled flat on the ice.]
I was always happy to get yours too. The screens on the other side were much better than the ones we had to work with in hell, but it wasn't the same as hearing from you directly, so I was lucky they fixed the communications when I got there.
[He wasn't all that fussed about dying compared to some people here, but that doesn't mean he had no regrets. Not being here to support her was one of them.]
[Gets carefully to his feet and holds out his arms? If she likes, he will carry her off the ice so she doesn't have to slip and slide her away across.]
That's how it was for me in my last game. We have a few ways to send messages in my home world, but none like this.
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Ah. No, I remember.
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You did cause me a lot of stress, you know. I hope you're prepared for the consequences.
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I don't know if I ever will be, but you have the right to do your worst.
1/3
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... Take this!
[ and suddenly pulls him into a very real and well-practiced jiu-jitsu throw! ]
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oof. ]
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He was, naturally, going to let her knock him down regardless, but he's really not prepared for her to do anything beyond shoving him with her little baby arms, so there's genuine surprise when she throws him. He knows very well how to fall on the ice, so he does, because he doesn't think she'd actually be happy if he cracked his head open or something--but when she slips, he sits up quickly, reaching out to steady her.]
Are you alright?!
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[ she rubs her palms together and feels over her knees like. it kinda stings a little.
I hope I didn't hurt him that badly, either... ]
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Mercy from the future Lady of the House?
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I'll consider this punishment enough.
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...I really am sorry. I meant it when I said I didn't plan to break that promise.
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I was really happy to receive your messages. Even when I was angry.
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I was always happy to get yours too. The screens on the other side were much better than the ones we had to work with in hell, but it wasn't the same as hearing from you directly, so I was lucky they fixed the communications when I got there.
[He wasn't all that fussed about dying compared to some people here, but that doesn't mean he had no regrets. Not being here to support her was one of them.]
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I didn't really know how to use a phone when I got here, but I ended up learning to type very fast...
[ because she had so many dead friends to text... ]
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That's how it was for me in my last game. We have a few ways to send messages in my home world, but none like this.
[Unless I get proven wrong in a year]
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[ there's a pause... but she decides she'll allow it. there's a distant thought in her head...
Maybe having a brother wouldn't be so bad, if it was like this... ]