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Post by Narwhal on Nov 23, 2013 16:13:23 GMT -6
Stefan shrugged, "Well, if that's what you want; I'm done with practice anyways," he said, stepping back into the rink a moment later. He slid through and picked up all the pucks he had thrown around, as well as his stick. He skated back over and chuckled when she spoke, "I agree completely," he said, giving her a quick up and down before smirking wider. He rested his stick on the ground, putting the pucks down as well before sitting on one of the chairs. He pulled his bag out from beneath it and unzipped it, pulling out his boots. He undid the laces on his skates before sliding them off, sighing tiredly as he replaced them with his regular shoes.
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Post by Bri on Nov 23, 2013 16:35:34 GMT -6
She looked out at the rink a but wistfully. "I've always wanted to learn how to ice skate." she said softly, "But I never had a way to learn, my mom was always too busy and lessons were too expensive." she carefully ran a hand through her hair, not sure why she was saying that, it had just slipped out.
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 23, 2013 16:42:22 GMT -6
Stefan knit his brows when she spoke, "It's really easy," he told her, although it may just be him, considering he had been on skates since he was like, five. Being on ice was natural for him. He nodded slowly when she spoke, watching the blonde locks of her hair fall onto her shoulders and sighing, "I can teach you, if you want me to," he offered, eyeing her.
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Post by Bri on Nov 23, 2013 16:46:17 GMT -6
She looked up at him excitedly "Really?" she quickly looked down, her cheeks turning a light shade of pink. "I don't want to cause you any trouble."
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 23, 2013 17:14:00 GMT -6
Stefan nodded, putting his guards back into his bag, "Yeah sure, let's just get you some skates," he said, zipping his bag up and standing up. Although the rink was closed, it didn't mean he couldn't jump over the counter and grab her a pair of skates. Besides, he worked there, so he could just unlock the room with all the skates and find her a size. Her wrapped his arm around her shoulders, beginning to lead her towards the front, "Do you have a jacket?" he asked, not wanting her to get cold.
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Post by Bri on Nov 23, 2013 17:21:12 GMT -6
She shook her head, following by his side. "No, I forgot it, again. I can never seem to remember that stupid thing." she replied.
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 23, 2013 17:29:18 GMT -6
Stefan smiled, shaking his head at her, "You can have mine. I'm used to the cold," he said, unzipping his coat and offering it to her. Really, after being in this sort of weather his entire life, he liked the cold. It was relaxing, in a way. He led her into the main room, pulling out the keys before unlocking it. He entered the room, shutting the door behind them and flicking on the dim light. He climbed over the counter absently, "What shoe size are you?" he asked.
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Post by Bri on Nov 23, 2013 17:48:00 GMT -6
"Oh, thank you." she slid on his coat, relaxing into it. It was nice and fluffy and smelled like him, a spicy scent that tickled her nostrils, making her smile slightly. "I'm size 9." she replied, watching him curiously.
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 23, 2013 18:23:39 GMT -6
Stefan shrugged, "No problem," he said, stretching his arms out and yawning, his shirt riding up slightly so the small of his back was visible. Though, it fell back down when he dropped his arm. He nodded when she spoke, searching through the clean skates and pulling out a size nine for her. He threw the skates over his shoulder as he climbed over the counter again, "Come on," he said, leading her back out towards the benches so she could get her skates on.
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Post by Bri on Nov 23, 2013 18:26:46 GMT -6
Ciera followed, pulling his coat tighter around herself. No matter what she couldn't seem to keep warm. When they got to the benches she sat down and pulled off her shoes, the sock on her right foot falling down the reveal to the top of a tattoo.
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 23, 2013 18:30:40 GMT -6
Stefan scratched his cheek with his free hand. He sat down beside her, dropping her skates and untying the laces so they were knotted together. He raised a brow when he noticed something on her foot, smirking when he realized it was a tattoo, "You have a tattoo?' he questioned, surprised. She didn't seem like the type. It was probably of a butterfly or musical notes or quotes, however.
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Post by Bri on Nov 23, 2013 18:36:36 GMT -6
She nodded, "Yes, it's nothing fancy though, you can pull down my sock to see it if you want, I promise my foot doesn't smell." she said lightheartedly.
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 23, 2013 18:43:33 GMT -6
"Stefan blinked at her skin for a moment before shrugging, "Nah, it's cool," he said with a shrug, handing her the first skate instead. Personally, he'd rather see all of her skin rather then once. He shifted his legs slightly and tried not to stimulate his mind too much with the mental image of her without clothes on. He almost rolled his eyes at himself, yawning.
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Post by Bri on Nov 23, 2013 18:48:22 GMT -6
Ciera shrugged and took the skate he handed to her, her finger tips brushing against his. She ignored the contact and put on the ice skate after pulling up her sock. "You've been yawning a lot, maybe we should do this some other time..."
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 23, 2013 19:01:34 GMT -6
Stefan tried to ignore how soft her hands felt, taking her ankle gently and placing it over his lap. He grabbed the laces and tightened them. He met her gaze silently, slowly tying her laces. He gave her shin a pat before putting her leg back down. He shook his head, "I'm always tired, don't worry about it," he said, rubbing his neck.
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Post by Bri on Nov 23, 2013 19:07:02 GMT -6
She nodded, not breaking eye contact with him. "If you say so." her voice coming out as a soft murmur, "but if you end up passing out, I don't think I'll be able to haul you all the way to your dorm." she gave him a teasing smile.
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 23, 2013 19:17:10 GMT -6
Stefan's lips curved up slightly when she spoke, "It's okay, because I can always haul you to mine instead," he said quietly, standing up after a moment. He gestured for her to follow him into the main arena, walking down the steps over to his bag in the bleachers. He grabbed his skates again and kicked off his shoes. He laced up his skates again, looking over at her as he waited for her to come over,"
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Post by Bri on Nov 23, 2013 19:21:44 GMT -6
She looked over at him in surprise "Really now?" she mused softly, "I don't think I'd mind that..." she carefully stood and made her way over to him, careful not to fall flat on her face.
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 23, 2013 19:33:46 GMT -6
Stefan bit back a grin when she spoke, nodding slowly. He smirked when she continued, his back to her now. He stood up after a moment, looking over at her as she came over. He held his hand out to her so they could get on the ice, not wanting her to fall over on the ice, since it could be painful, especially if she wasn't used to it.
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Post by Bri on Nov 23, 2013 19:47:17 GMT -6
She reached out and lightly grabbed his hand, wobbling on the skates. "I think I'll be falling a lot tonight." she said thoughtfully, her grip on his hand tightening when she almost fell.
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