Neptune
"Waaahhhhhh...." Bang "Urgghhh....."
"This is why I shouldnt try late night gaming when Histy tells me to work" What happened one moment she was bolting out through the window and the next she hits something soft? or is it hard?
Squeeze
It was definitely soft but also hard, kinda meaty. At least the thing that her hand was on. Her head on the other hand was decidedly on something hard. Giving a nervous chuckle the purple haired girl opened her eyes to the painful sunlight. A bench. She was on a bunch. Or rather, she was partially on top of a person who was on the bench. And the meaty thing she had been squuezing was a thigh. A very muscular male thigh. While making a sound like a dying beaver, because beavers are cool ya! The girl dolted up, ironically placing her even more this strangers lap.
"Wow you're really tall." Indeed he was, tall as a house, a really tall house that's tall.
Heyyy, my name is Neptune. Sorry for landing on you and all. Man this totally happen every time." She sheepishly scratched the back of her head. Maybe it was embarassment or just pure reflex. She didn't appear to actually be embarrassed after all.
GadreelSomething impacted on him, making him jolt and lean back on the bench to put a small amount of distance between his torso and whatever it was.
Whomever, actually, he realized as he took in the strange sight now making herself comfortable on top of him. How fortunate for him, that he was so durable the impact was only a momentary discomfort. One of his arms went around her to prevent the girl from falling off of him and onto the hard ground.
The hair color momentarily made him believe this was Lucy or one of her Messengers catching him by surprise again, but everything else about her dispelled the notion from his thoughts. What were the odds that a young woman such as this would just happen to fall on top of him as she entered the Nexus? If, indeed, she was arriving from without? Those were his thoughts in the instant between his initial response and taking his first look down at the girl in his lap.
"So I am," he said in agreement with her. His lips turned up into a smile. "My name is Gadreel, young Neptune. Just feel fortunate that you landed on me, and not someone more fragile. Or irritable. Or, indeed, on my pizza."
Beside him was, indeed, an open box of half-eaten Pizza Hut pizza, his lunch for the day. He did not strictly speaking require food, but it was enjoyable.