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Bullets catch in her teeth - Printable Version +- 'Souls IPB Archive (November 2007–October 2012) (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb) +-- Forum: Dead IC (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=110) +--- Forum: Dead Topics (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=21) +--- Thread: Bullets catch in her teeth (/showthread.php?tid=23405) |
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- Sophie Hughes - 12-15-2011 [html] Sophie Hughes
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Word Count → 326 Sophie came to very slowly, her sleep-addled mind becoming slowly aware of two things. The first was that she was very warm; too warm for only Boothe to be there cuddling with her. The second was that she wasn't afraid, but actually feeling very safe; an odd feeling, for her, and one that for a long moment she tried to make go away. Once she figured out why she felt safe, though, she stopped; there was no need to be afraid anymore. With a sleepy little smile, she turned and huddled into a smaller ball, blinking as she came face-to-face with Boothe. He was snoring softly, and just beyond him was Trigger, passing warmth through the smaller boy and making the whole den feel cozy. Sophie whined happily, and dug her nose into Boothe's neck, her tail thumping him on the thigh happily as the two puppies huddled together.
She lay there for a long moment trying to get back to sleep, but after a moment it became apparent she wouldn't, no matter how comfortable she was. So she stood and stretched, taking a moment to extract herself from Boothe as he grumbled and attempted to pull her back. She managed to get away, though, and moved to leave the den, only to pause and stare at her oldest brother, Leon. He was asleep, but it looked like he wasn't sleeping well; whimpering slightly, she moved back down and to his side, leaning up on him for a moment and blinking at him sadly before an idea occurred to her.
Sophie slipped back over to Boothe, grabbing her sanddoll, and dragged the heavy thing over to Leon, tucking it as best she could under his arm and into his hand. Satisfied with her day's work--Bug always helped her sleep better, so she thought hopefully that it would work with Leon--she trotted out of the den and into the fresh morning air. Life goes on, it gets so heavy
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[/html] - Leon Hughes - 12-15-2011 [html] http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy46 ... ontab1.png); background-position: top center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> </style> This was probably the best the two older Hughes had ever slept, aside from Leon's growing pain during the night as he rested, tossing and turning until he moved away from the three younger pups in his unrest, while he was unconscious. He was only about a foot away from the three; Trigger was curled around the two babies and the two littermates were huddled together, huddled next to that stupid doll. He groaned and moaned quietly as he lay there, his expression growing contorted as the pain in his side intensified. He didn't wake, though, and continued to sleep through it for the next hour or so. It was about ten minutes after Sophie had awoken and adventured out of the den that he started to come to. While he was asleep and only a few moments after she had tucked Bug into his grasp, he had pulled the doll onto his chest. When he woke up, the dark, beady eyes and stitched mouth were staring him straight in the face. Needless to say, he woke up so startled he nearly piddled a little.
Leon speaks - Sophie Hughes - 12-15-2011 [html] Sophie Hughes
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Word Count → 207 Sophie didn't hear the startled sounds of Leon awakening behind her as she moved out into the world, her ears swiveling atop her head and her eyes peering cautiously out at the bushes and trees around her. She was looking for Daire, though she wouldn't admit it; the man scared her beyond belief, and it would take her a while before this morning ritual would stop. She'd barely made a sweep of the treeline before Leon appeared, however, barking softly to get her attention.
Turning and blinking at him, she gave a soft "whuff!" of her own, her tail wagging happily. He asked her what she was doing, and if she was okay, and she tilted her head at him, blinking owlishly but saying nothing. Of course she was okay! He was here, wasn't he? And Boothe and Trigger were fast asleep; if they could do that, there was no reason for her not to be okay. So she just smiled and tilted her head a little, flattening one ear to the side and blinking at him.
Broofer sleep well? She asked finally, circling around to lean up on his leg and cocking her head again worriedly. He looked hurt; she hoped he would feel better soon. Life goes on, it gets so heavy
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[/html] - Leon Hughes - 12-21-2011 [html] http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy46 ... ontab1.png); background-position: top center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> </style>
Sophie moved over to him and leaned on his leg and just looked so adorable, he felt himself developing diabetes. He, very, very carefully kneeled down and swept her up off the ground, bringing her gently to his chest and keeping her tucked in his strong arms safely. He nuzzled and licked her brown cheek, sniffing at her forehead to blow in her face to try and amuse her. "Yeah. Did you?" he asked smiling at her. Leon loved his baby siblings so much, and they hadn't even been around a full 24 hours yet. Already he'd do anything for them. Sophie was precious to him. He loved Boothe just as much, but ever since he was little he'd wanted a baby sister to spoil rotten. If he did this with his sister, one could imagine how much he'd spoil and bend over backwards for a daughter.
Leon speaks - Sophie Hughes - 12-21-2011 [html] Sophie Hughes
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Word Count → 205 Leon knelt down, and very suddenly she was in the air, and then in his arms, being nuzzled and licked in such a way that she was left confused but very, very pleased. She giggled happily when he blew in her face, stretching her paw out to bat at his nose and unconsciously licking her chops. His breath smelled funny, like old dried leather. She wanted to taste it, too, and leaned up, lapping at the air whenever he breathed out to try and get some of the funny old smell into her mouth. Her face scrunched up in concentration, and when he asked if she'd slept well, she barked in answer, and squirmed a little in a happy-dance that didn't really make any sense, even to her.
"Sophie sleep! Sleep good!" She proclaimed happily, and then squealed as Leon nuzzled her again, kicking happily and laughing. She'd never played games like this before, if it was a game; usually it was only run-and-hide with Daire, and he didn't seem happy when he found you. Or I'm Better with Boothe, and he always won that one, being so much bigger and stronger than little Sophie. She found she liked this game better. Life goes on, it gets so heavy
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[/html] - Leon Hughes - 12-21-2011 [html] http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy46 ... ontab1.png); background-position: top center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> </style>
Dear sweet lord, Sophie was so adorable. He found himself laughing and chuckling at her cute puppy antics, the way she giggled and squirmed happily in his arms. His curled tail wagged hard behind him as he finally sat on his legs, cuddling her and trying to get her to laugh some more. He gently kissed her nose before licking her chin and nibbling playfully at her neck and chest, then he tickled her belly with one hand while holding her securely with his other arm to make sure she didn't wiggle out of his grip. Although she wouldn't hurt herself if she slipped, she'd just fall into his lap. After he was done tickling her belly with his hand, he lowered his nose to her tummy and blew into it and made cute sounds as he did so.
Leon speaks - Sophie Hughes - 12-21-2011 [html] Sophie Hughes
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Word Count → 222 Her squeals only grew in volume while Leon played with her, and she struggled wildly in his arms, her grin almost manic. She loved this game, truly; it tickled her outsides and her insides, made her feel warm and safe and loved, and she never wanted to stop playing. Whenever his face came close enough she snapped and licked, attempting to catch one of his ears or maybe the end of his nose, but she missed every time, not really trying her best. He held her firmly, but securely, and not at all like Daire used to; she felt safe in her arms, and it didn't hurt at all, something which was new and exciting to the small girl. She thought she could like being held, if it never hurt.
She twisted her head around to watch him play with her tail, wagging it happily and barking at him, but when he touched her feet something strange happened; she kicked. Feeling somewhat bewildered, she squirmed some more, and then lifted her head as he touched her feet again--and once again, almost as if she couldn't help it, her legs kicked out again. She wiggled her toes, spreading them wide, and then looked up at Leon, her face a picture of surprise. Again! She demanded, and stretched her legs out, squirming happily. Life goes on, it gets so heavy
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[/html] - Leon Hughes - 12-28-2011 [html] http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy46 ... ontab1.png); background-position: top center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> </style> By the time Leon got settled on the ground and began playing with her more and she squeaked "again!", he was grinning like a happy fool, tickled pink by how cute his baby sister was. Good lord, she was so beyond adorable. He had diabetes for sure, he had to. She was just too sweet. He nibbled her belly again before he tickled her tiny little foot between her cute pink and black spotted paw pats, chuckling deeply when her little toes spread apart and she wiggled again. He'd done this to Trigger when he was younger and ended up getting kicked in the face and getting a split lip; Trig had been a little more ticklish, so he had to stop before both of them got injured during play.
Leon speaks - Sophie Hughes - 12-29-2011 [html] Word Count → 226 :: Out of Character text.
Sophie had never heard the words "I love you" before; not from her mother, definitely not from her father, and not from Boothe, simply because he'd never heard them, either. They didn't know such words existed, and so she was somewhat confused as Leon spoke them to her, but as he continued she thought she could wrap her head around the concept. "Love you! Love broofer!" She yipped happily, and wiggled until she was curled up tight against Leon's chest, capturing her own tail between her front paws and pulling the usually curled limb so that it lay across her stomach and she could suck the tip into her mouth, gazing up at him with wide eyes. Love was a funny concept, she thought. It meant "safe" and "happy" and "forever", and it probably meant all sorts of other things, too. When she said she loved her brother, she meant exactly what he'd told her; she'd be there to keep him happy, and--when she was old enough to follow through on her promise--safe, too. And she meant she'd do it forever, until sky fell and the sun stopped rising and setting; until she was as old as Faffer--though she hoped not nearly as mean. When she said she loved him, she was making a promise. And insofar, Sophie had never broken a promise. <style type="text/css"> .sophly .space {float:right; width:115px; height:260px;} .sophly b {font-weight:bold; color:#ebf3f5; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow:#352b37 1px 1px 2px;} .sophly p.ooc {font-size: 11px; text-align:left; padding:0px 30px;} .sophly p.ooc + p {padding:0px 5px;} .sophly .wc {text-transform: uppercase; font-weight:bold; color:#ebf3f5; text-shadow:#352b37 1px 1px 2px;} .sophly p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 20px; margin:0px;} .sophly {width:485px; margin:0 auto; background-color:#a19fc4; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/DujCo.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding:200px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#352b37; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px;} </style>[/html] - Leon Hughes - 01-26-2012 [html]
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