Battle area > Grade System Event Version 2
(GSE3) House Field: Seifer Leo's House
Cipher Izanagi:
Seifer helped her put everything up, helping her clean as well and when they were done he gave the red head a big hug, holding Rosalia's head against his chest as he rocked side to side. "I'll obviously help you, ya dunce. But yeah, two more days. And if you're tired... Go on to bed. It'll be ok." he both teased and promised her, kissing the top of her head and forehead.
RosaliaIzanami:
"You sure?..." Rosalia shut her eyes when held close, clinging to the male's shirt. She breathed softly, taking in his scent until pulled away, smiling softly at the light kisses. "Okay okay.. Just don't stay up too late.." She paused as she took his hands into her's. For some reason, it was just... perfect, when holding hands. It relaxed every inch of her from just the smallest contact, but while holding his hands, she noticed something. "Did.. you get burned from cooking?... Maybe you should just leave that to me next time," she teased, but was worried nonetheless about even the smallest burns. "There should be some cream if it hurts in the first aid kit, but they don't need bandages I think.."
Cipher Izanagi:
'Ah crap... That's from the fights today... but I can't... Let her know that..' he panicked mentally before just laughing it off shaking his head. "I'm good, promise. They don't hurt at all. In fact I wouldn't of noticed them had you not said anything. I'll be ok, promise. Besides, unlike you, I don't have much to rest up for, miss First Chair." he teased, tapping her nose gently and leading the red head to her room by the hand. "I love you. Thank you for being with me... Good night, and sweet dreams." He hesitated for a moment before gently placing his lips against her's, holding it for what felt like an eternity probably, but broke it only a few seconds later, his face dark crimson as he squeezed her hands.
RosaliaIzanami:
Rosalia shook her head at the tap, but followed anyways to her room. "H-hmph.. Well, I don't think I'll bring my violin to the camping trip, so being First Chair will just have to wait." In front of her room, it was that same image from before when first getting together. They had come home and in the stereotypical couple, the guy would give a kiss goodnight after walking the girl home, and then take his leave. Here, it was just in front of her room, instead of the house itself. Her face lit up three shades darker than her hair, returning the kiss lightly with eyes shut until they parted. She didn't know what to say after except for giving the male a second kiss, this time on the cheek as she squeezed his hands back. "I-i love you too... G-goodn-night.." She didn't want to pull away, but she had to, and headed into her room. Rosalia also shut the door to change and all, but it was still somewhat sad to part so soon. There's always tomorrow... and maybe we'll have some personal time on the trip... With that thought in mind, she got changed into her pjs and headed to sleep, which came surprisingly easier than she thought.
OverDrive:
"No response..." he thought.
The situation in front of him really did cause a major pain for Tsubasa he could, feel the pain his chest for feeling so helpless in this situation, he knew that a hospital would not be helpful in this case. So he decided to carry Seifer all the way to his house.
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Upon arrival at the house Tsubasa placed Seifer gently on the side, as he got the spare keys in order to open the house and get him some rest.
With the door opened, he slowly carried him all the way to his bedroom and set him on the bed, still eyeing that mark on his face and the aura, "..Tch..I need to do something.." he said, clenching his fist.
He decided to go to the kitchen to fetch him a wet towel, something help his recovery if at all. On his way he began thinking about the situation at hand, "18 year Olds are not light to carry this makes no sense...I carried Seifer from the Train Station all the way to his house and I don't feel tired in the slightest..." he thought, as he made his way into the kitchen.
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