[A little grin curled the corner of Materia's mouth, and she nudged him in the ribs with her shoulder.]
Well, I could always race you back to the Bazaar after we get 'em put away. Betcha ninja legs are faster than demon legs.
[And nobody said she had to warn him when exactly the race was starting, right? Quite pleased with herself and the day in general, Materia reluctantly let go of Night's hand and trotted over through the mud to her chocobo(!!), giving her a scratch on the head for behaving herself.]
See, that's more like it. You keep not being a bratface and I'll get you some extra greens, how's that? C'mon, leave off the clover, we've gotta take you home.
[As she swung into the saddle, laughing at the fragmented round leaves stuck to the bird's beak, an idea lit up in her brain, and she waved an arm at Night.]
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Date: 2011-09-19 04:39 am (UTC)Well, I could always race you back to the Bazaar after we get 'em put away. Betcha ninja legs are faster than demon legs.
[And nobody said she had to warn him when exactly the race was starting, right? Quite pleased with herself and the day in general, Materia reluctantly let go of Night's hand and trotted over through the mud to her chocobo(!!), giving her a scratch on the head for behaving herself.]
See, that's more like it. You keep not being a bratface and I'll get you some extra greens, how's that? C'mon, leave off the clover, we've gotta take you home.
[As she swung into the saddle, laughing at the fragmented round leaves stuck to the bird's beak, an idea lit up in her brain, and she waved an arm at Night.]
Hey...what do you think of Clover for a name?