Hoth-er Than the Gates of Hell (Rima)

[Slot 11]

Rima ignored Celty's warning. She didn't even hear him over her own thoughts. As she rounded a corner, however, she suddenly regretted not paying attention to what he'd said. Because, it probably had to do with two Wampas heading right for her. She immediately started sprinting in the opposite direction, Moon and Star practically jumping into her hands.​

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The Wampas were very fast, chasing after her on all fours instead of just two legs. She glanced behind her every few seconds, firing a shot at their arms or their faces. That hide was very thick!​

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[Celty Ikon]

Celty's mind raced as he saw Rima running away from two smaller, but just as aggressive-looking, wampas. He vaulted onto his bike, grabbed his hammer, and set the engine into overdrive. The bike barely cleared the top of one of the furred creature's heads, but the fire coming out of the overclocked swoop's engine caught it. As he activated the hammer to crush the other one's leg, he tumbled forward off the bike and it stopped after flying right over him.​

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[member="Rima Filenko"]​

 

[Slot 11]

Rima had enough sense to duck as Celty's bike flew over her, stopping a few feet away. She was back-to-back with him as what looked like a small pack of Wampas surrounded them. She started aiming at multiple eyes, shooting as many as her quick index fingers would allow. It was riling them up. But, they'd still be blind and/or dead at least.​

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"How in the Hell did this happen?? Why does everything happen when you're around!!??"​

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She yelled over her shoulder.​

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[member="Celty Ikon"]​

 

[Celty Ikon]

"Me? This chit only happens when you're around."​

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Celty's hammer whipped towards one of the wampas and shattered its knee. The one he'd driven over was quickly catching fire all over his body. The oiled fur and fat burned better than wood, and the creature was flailing around violently as it died. Eventually it simply collapsed into the really big one and stopped moving. And another small fire began licking at the fur of the massive beast.​

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[member="Rima Filenko"]​

 

[Slot 11]

"I'll have you know that I'm a TOP-GRADE bounty hunter on my own! With you around, we lose half the jobs we take! And by God, you-"​

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Rima Suddenly turned to the large wampa that was left as it began roaring from the fire.​

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"WILL YOU SHUT UP??!!"​

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She yelled, shooting it five times in the same place until it fell lifeless to the ground. She then whipped around to continue the argument, so close to Celty that she could smell him.​

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"And by God, you NEVER GROW UP!!!"​

 

[Celty Ikon]

"I never said you weren't a good bounty hunter. You shoot crazy people off my ass all the damn time. The problem is that you don't get that you can keep your damn guns in their holsters sometimes."​

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Celty moved Rima's hands until Moon and Star were in their holsters, ending up with his hands unintentionally being on her waist. He was so close to her that he could smell her hair.​

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"And you don't get it, you madwoman. I fething grew up while you weren't around. Alone. On frakking Dantooine. And my parents buried in my backyard. What part of that did you miss?"​

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[member="Rima Filenko"]​

 

[Slot 11]

"Because you're the only one who lost them, aren't you? Did you forget about why I left Zeltros? My parents didn't even get graves! They got ashes, Celty! Ashes and a daughter who never got to say goodbye."​

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Rima's voice died down a little. The anger started to mix with sadness, along with... something else. She looked at Celty, confused for a few seconds. All of the sudden, she leaned into him and began to kiss him heavily. Where was this coming from? She didn't know. but it was too strong for her to regain her senses.​

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[Celty Ikon]

Celty's eyes widened as Rima pushed herself onto him and they started kissing. Wow, did this feel good. His arms hugged her tightly and he held on to her, even when he pulled away to look into her eyes.​

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"I know. I know. You think I didn't feel like this then? I wanted to hold onto you and tell you it was okay. And then I didn't think I was ever going to see you again."​

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He gently kissed her back and one of his hands came up to grab hers.​

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"I really do like you, Rima."​

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[member="Rima Filenko"]​

 

[Slot 11]

Rima was feeling an overwhelming sense of passion. Something she'd never experienced before in her life. It was so overwhelming that she wasn't even in the mood to talk about what was happening. She put a finger over Celty's lips.​

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"Shut up..."​

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She murmured breathlessly as she pulled him into a tongue-war.​

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[Celty Ikon]

Well, shutting up wasn't something Celty usually did. He was about to reply, maybe even flirt a little, but then Rima's tongue gave him a rather convincing argument to not. The thoroughly nonverbal argument didn't end until the redheaded swoop jockey slipped and fell on his butt in the snow. Of course, he had his hand pretty close to Rima's butt, and pulled her down with him. Before she could start on whatever it was she was doing again, he gently pushed her up by her shoulders.​

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"Okay, Rima... What is it? Talk, cry, whatever. Just... stop for a second and say something."​

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[member="Rima Filenko"]​

 

[Slot 11]

Rima was breathless. But she still wanted more. But why? Why did she have a serious desire to explore every part of Celty's body? Celty, of all people? It wasn't that it felt bad, per se. It was just really weird that she couldn't control herself all of the sudden. She managed to get a few words out.​

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"I... I don't know. You're just.... You're driving me crazy...."​

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Her face sank into his neck. She started kissing beneath his jaw and working her way past his adam's apple.​

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[member="Celty Ikon"]​

 

[Celty Ikon]

Celty looked confused, then slightly scared, and then he figured it out. A smell he hadn't noticed, but was now so strong that he couldn't ignore. It made him want to grab Rima and run his hands and mouth all over her. Her kissing him felt so good, and he wanted to return the favor. All thoughts of stopping her faded as he tightly grabbed Rima and began kissing her back. Mouth, neck, ear, shoulder, it didn't matter. He was all over her.​

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[member="Rima Filenko"]​

 

[Slot 11]

((OOC: Awwww Yeeeeeeyaaaaaah))​

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Rima moaned with pleasure. Somewhere in the back of her mind, her conscience was screaming at her to stop and think about what they were doing. But she couldn't hear it over the feeling of Celty's lips on her neck. She flipped them over so that Celty was on top of her as they continued their adamant war of affection. Even though they were laying amidst a wampa massacre on a cold icy ground, Rima was starting to get too hot in her coat. Her earmuffs had fallen off a while ago. Her mittens were still present, however. She started by hastily throwing them to the side so that she could grab the back of Celty's hair.​

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[Celty Ikon]

Celty barely stopped as Rima flipped the two of them over. He literally picked her up so he could keep on kissing her and running his hands over her back. Her pulling at his hair wasn't exactly a deterrent, either. He managed to drag himself until his back was against a wall, and continued exploring the inside of her mouth with his tongue as he pulled her into his lap.​

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Celty pulled away for a moment, in order to free up said tongue.​

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"Y'know, you're much cuter when you're not yelling at me."​

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And then his lips went once more unto the breach... all over Rima's face and neck.​

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[member="Rima Filenko"]​

 

[Slot 11]

Rima had never been drunk before. But she had a feeling this was what it felt like. Super warm, fuzzy, and unable to control what she was doing. She pushed up Celty's eyepatch, kissing the scar. She started nibbling on his ear and kissing down his neck again before going back to his mouth. When she went to his other ear, she took a moment to whisper in it before she continuing.​

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"Take off my clothes..." ​

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Okay. Yes. This was DEFINITELY what being drunk had to be like. Normal, sane Rima would be smacking her head against a brick wall if she ever said that. But this Rima? She was something else... ​

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[member="Celty Ikon"]​

 

[Celty Ikon]

Okay, this was getting weird. Even Celty's pheromone-pumped brain was able to figure out that something was wrong when his best friend was literally ordering him to strip her. He put his hand over Rima's face and concentrated very hard on purging whatever from her. It was usually a trick he used to get rid of drunkenness, but this qualified as close enough.​

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As he did this, his own hormones started to calm down, too. He sighed tiredly and looked at her.​

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"Rima... Are you okay? You got a whiff of me and went frakking off the walls insane."​

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[member="Rima Filenko"]​

 

[Slot 11]

Rima was going to brush Celty's hand aside, but she suddenly grew still for a few minutes. She blinked a few times. Finally, her senses slammed into her so hard that she physically flinched. What the... What the FETH! She looked down, realizing that she was perched very intimately on Celty's lap. She started remembering everything that had just transpired, and her face turned as red as his hair. She quickly moved backward until she'd slid off Celty's legs and onto the ground.​

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"I... You... We... AH!"​

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She pulled her hood low over her head, hiding her face out of complete embarrassment and humiliation.​

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[Celty Ikon]

"No, we didn't. I didn't want to."​

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Celty walked away, sitting on his bike with his hammer next to him, and tossing his eyepatch as far away as he could manage. He couldn't figure out how he felt right now. He'd literally stopped the girl he wanted to hold onto and kiss more than anything from getting physical with him because it'd felt wrong. When his voice came back, it was a low mutter.​

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"I should've figured you'd never kiss me without being that frakked up. I'm an idiot."​

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[member="Rima Filenko"]​

 

[Slot 11]

((OOC: Oh, dear, sweet baby Celtus... ))​

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Rima peeked out from underneath her hood, looking at Celty with a confused expression. Okay... WHAT?! Celty had wanted her to kiss him... Before all of that??? Sure, he might've let it slip a few times that he felt a bit closer to her than what was normal. But she'd never actually put the pieces together. She'd never actually grasped that he liked her in that way.​

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Rima shifted a little, pulling her knees up to her chest and hugging them. She looked down at the ice on the ground.​

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"I had no idea..."​

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[Celty Ikon]

Celty looked at Rima and tried to smile, but he couldn't. He adopted a similar position to hers, with his face and arms propped up on his knees. Though it hurt a little bit, he felt like he had to talk to her about it, if only to explain himself. He just shrugged at first, and then went back to staring at the ceiling of the cavern they were in.​

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"I don't know why I expected you to. I can barely read you most of the time, and I have the Force-telepathy bit."​

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He picked at his buttons and kept looking at the ceiling.​

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"You didn't believe me the first time I said it. That's how I should've guessed."​

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[member="Rima Filenko"]​