You're Hoth, and It's Cold (Rima)

[Celty Ikon]

Celty got onto the bike behind Rima, slipping his arms under hers so he could hold her hands on the steering handles. He turned on the repulsorlift engine, which cut in with a low growling noise.​

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"Alright. Just push onto the pedals as gently as you can."​

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[Slot 11]

Celty was practically pressed against her back. She blushed, looking down at the pedals beneath her feet. She lightly applied pressure to them, and they slowly began to move.​

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"Wow... We're not dead yet! That's a first...."​

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[Celty Ikon]

Celty gently squeezed Rima's hands as he turned the bike in a wide circle with one hand, while the other held her waist to steady them both. He found his mouth near her ear, and smiled as he whispered into it.​

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"I love you. And I'm glad you're the one I'm teaching to drive."​

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[Slot 11]

Dammit, Hammerhead! He was making her melt while she was trying to drive! Rima let out a shuddering breath, trying to keep her cool and ignore his hand on her hip.​

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"Y-you know, if we end up crashing, it'll be your fault...."​

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[Celty Ikon]

"I do usually drive one-handed when I have my hammer, y'know..."​

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Celty finally decided to just shut the engine off and put his arms around Rima again. He was still a bit too happy that she was there, and she loved him. He gently pulled her a little bit closer to himself on the bike and gave her an Eskimo kiss.​

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"Maybe I should teach you more when I want to kiss you a little less."​

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[Slot 11]

Rima smiled.​

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"That might be best. Maybe we should just walk?"​

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[Celty Ikon]

Celty nodded, but didn't really move away from Rima at all. He kept staring into her eyes, and gave her a crooked smile as he remembered their ride here a couple of days ago.​

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"Y'know, saying you looked good was an understatement. I actually meant holy chit, there's a beautiful girl in snow gear in front of me."​

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[Slot 11]

"You know what I kept thinking when I saw you in that outfit? Wow. He really needs a haircut." ​

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Rima lightly flicked the long piece of hair that was covering his eyepatch.​

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[Celty Ikon]

Celty slipped off the eyepatch as Rima pushed the hair away from it.​

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"Well, I really meant to stop wearing the eyepatch around you. Covering my eye with my hair just made me feel more comfortable with the idea."​

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He stared into her eyes with his good eye, and used the Force so he could see, in a way, through his other eye.​

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"Besides... If I try hard enough, I can look at you if I don't have the eyepatch on."​

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[Slot 11]

Rima gently ran her fingers over the scar that covered Celty's right eye.​

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"You and your Forcey-ness. It'll never stop creeping me out that you can kind of read my mind."​

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She took the eyepatch from his hand. It was still warm.​

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"I don't care if you wear it or not. You'll still be a Scarf Pirate."​

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[Celty Ikon]

Celty kissed Rima on the cheek as he looked at her. His fingers pushed the rest of her hair out of her face, and he gently kissed her again.​

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"I'll be your scarf pirate as long as you want me to, Miss Gun Wonder."​

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And then, as much as he wanted to keep his cool and possibly make out with her again, the redhead lost it. Saying Rima's merc name was a bit too ridiculous to not laugh at.​

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"Jeez, Filly, where did you even get that name from?"​

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[Slot 11]

What had been a beautiful moment two seconds ago had turned into yet another typical laughing session with Celty. Rima gave him an annoyed expression.​

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"What's that supposed to mean?! I came up with that myself, thank you very much!"​

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She put her hands on her hips, taking her classic stance.​

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"And besides, I've heard what people called you in the swoop races. 'The Red Streak'? I can think of so many ways to interpret that load of kark!"​

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[Celty Ikon]

"Red Flash, Filly. For a specific reason..."​

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In about five seconds, Celty had his shirt off. He grinned like an idiot at Rima.​

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"Because I can do that while I'm on my bike. Driving."​

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His face fell as he thought of what that title sounded like...​

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"Oh, frak, that makes me sound like a menopause symptom... Ugh. Still better than the superhero name you came up with when we were, like, six..."​

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[Slot 11]

Rima rolled her eyes at Celty, despite wanting to touch his abs again.​

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"Maybe I liked the name. Did you ever think of that?? Now put your coat on. I'm not hauling a frozen corpse around this iceball."​

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She tossed him his coat from the back of the bike, making sure to throw it right at his face. Why the FETH did it have to be him?! Of all the boys I know, it just HAD to be him....​

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[Celty Ikon]

Celty didn't even wince as his coat hit him in the face. He turned towards Rima and waved his hand around a little bit until it found her waist before he took the coat off his face.​

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"I'm sorry being in love with you and making fun of you aren't mutually exclusive..."​

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[Slot 11]

"And will you STOP READING MY MIND??!! You have no idea how eerie that feels!"​

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Rima let Celty take her by the waist, crossing her arms and staying stubbornly annoyed.​

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[Celty Ikon]

Celty rested his forehead on Rima's again as he held her.​

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"I'm not even good at telepathy. You're just bad at hiding the fact that you want to kiss me until we both pass out from lack of oxygen. And that my shirt coming off breaks your concentration enough that you have to throw clothes at me to attempt to win the argument."​

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He smiled at the sight of her arms being crossed, and leaned down to give her a somewhat teasing kiss.​

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"'Course, my problem is that your stubborn pout is just as cute as your smirk."​

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[Slot 11]

((OOC: Dammit, why's he gotta be su cuuuute??? >w<))​

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Rima started blushing again, her annoyed expression softening a little.​

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"Dammit, Hammerhead. It way way easier to stay mad at you before..."​

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She couldn't even last five minutes when he was like this. No matter how hard she was trying, it just wasn't working.​

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[Celty Ikon]

((He was before Now she just has to acknowledge his sexiness.))​

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Celty pulled her a bit closer and smiled at the fact that her face felt warm from blushing.​

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"Well, I can put my shirt back on if you want to stay mad at me so badly."​

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[Slot 11]

((OOC: DAMN YOU! THIS MEANS WAR!!! ))​

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Celty pulling her closer made Rima have to put her hands on his chest again. That was not helping.​

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"H-how are you not cold yet?"​

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