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Marai might have found his nervousness in the middle of a zombie apocalypse incredibly endearing if she wasn't a zombie herself. Even as a human she wouldn't have minded the mess and as a zombie she didn't care; should have wanted to see the roof though, right away. Hiroki wouldn't need to worry about her and his guns, they scared her... Somehow like before when he'd killed the other zombie, she knew he was capable of violence, though.. he'd never once been violent towards her. Guns were another thing that triggered in her brain as dangerous, she'd give them a wide berth.
She'd been happily playing with what amounted to her new "toy" when Hiroki approached her. She'd happily shown him it, the simple delights of the lid opening and closing. He spoke and her head tilted, curiously as she listened. He could have told her it was a purple polka dotted elephant and she would have made that happy little sound, trusting his voice above all else. She had no idea how the lighter worked and was more than content to slip it open and closed for him, as if it was something miraculous; to her and her simple mind it was and she wanted to share that joy with him.
Marai blinked and looked to him as he leaned into her, stiffening for a second. She seemed surprised at the touch but after a second, the tension that had seemed to stiffen her small frame vanished. It would have been sweet, as a pair of humans and her brain seemed to put some of it together... though only just a little bit. She shifted slightly, leaning into him. His voice sounded just behind her and then she heard the clicking. Pale yellow eyes shifted towards the lighter and she watched with fascination as he clicked it. Once, twice, three times before the lighter's flame appeared, as if by magic. A delighted gurgle left her and she turned to look at him some, her head close to his. That joy while clumsily displayed was displayed clearly, no question to her feelings.
It was likely a good thing he'd shown her it would hurt because Marai had been wanting to touch the delicately dancing flame in her hand. A sound left her like a gasp and she leaned in, as if to inspect his finger. Marai wasn't whole, but more of her seem to come alive near him. When Hiroki smiled, she smiled back, trying to mimic him. This time a smile curled along her lips through slowly. When he pulled away, the smile faltered some... Marai enjoyed the closeness. The lighter was closed and the flame extinguished by him, but Marai wasn't paying attention to it anymore, the zombie girl sulking. Looking at what he showed her, it didn't make much sense to her.
However, when his hand touched her thigh she looked to his hand. Part of his hand on her shorts, frayed and clearly a bit dirty and against the bare skin of her thigh. Her skin cool almost clammy. His hand moved up, feeling for something and she stayed still. When his hand groped around her hip towards her rear, his hand found what he was looking for. Marai on the other hand was happy he was close once more and she shifted some, laying her head to his shoulder, face towards it. She didn't mind the closeness clearly and was happy cuddled into him even as he spoke. Once more he pulled away and she made a soft sound.
The pouting zombie girl was back as he fiddled with the thing in his hands. Hiroki seemed delighted by it and a part of her wanted to be as well. As she had shared her delight in something, it felt like he was sharing with her. The pout faded and she smiled back at him. Blinking she looked at him, not reacting to her name. When he turned the thin piece of plastic towards her she could see her own face reflected, not that she knew it as such. For that matter, Marai didn't know herself as Marai. Rather, she knew herself as Hoshi. It was hat he called her after all. She looked past the card at him. Shifting some, unaware of the boundaries a person might have, Hiroki found himself being sat beside her head falling to his shoulder, his lighter in her hands as she contently flipped it open and closed.
She'd been happily playing with what amounted to her new "toy" when Hiroki approached her. She'd happily shown him it, the simple delights of the lid opening and closing. He spoke and her head tilted, curiously as she listened. He could have told her it was a purple polka dotted elephant and she would have made that happy little sound, trusting his voice above all else. She had no idea how the lighter worked and was more than content to slip it open and closed for him, as if it was something miraculous; to her and her simple mind it was and she wanted to share that joy with him.
Marai blinked and looked to him as he leaned into her, stiffening for a second. She seemed surprised at the touch but after a second, the tension that had seemed to stiffen her small frame vanished. It would have been sweet, as a pair of humans and her brain seemed to put some of it together... though only just a little bit. She shifted slightly, leaning into him. His voice sounded just behind her and then she heard the clicking. Pale yellow eyes shifted towards the lighter and she watched with fascination as he clicked it. Once, twice, three times before the lighter's flame appeared, as if by magic. A delighted gurgle left her and she turned to look at him some, her head close to his. That joy while clumsily displayed was displayed clearly, no question to her feelings.
It was likely a good thing he'd shown her it would hurt because Marai had been wanting to touch the delicately dancing flame in her hand. A sound left her like a gasp and she leaned in, as if to inspect his finger. Marai wasn't whole, but more of her seem to come alive near him. When Hiroki smiled, she smiled back, trying to mimic him. This time a smile curled along her lips through slowly. When he pulled away, the smile faltered some... Marai enjoyed the closeness. The lighter was closed and the flame extinguished by him, but Marai wasn't paying attention to it anymore, the zombie girl sulking. Looking at what he showed her, it didn't make much sense to her.
However, when his hand touched her thigh she looked to his hand. Part of his hand on her shorts, frayed and clearly a bit dirty and against the bare skin of her thigh. Her skin cool almost clammy. His hand moved up, feeling for something and she stayed still. When his hand groped around her hip towards her rear, his hand found what he was looking for. Marai on the other hand was happy he was close once more and she shifted some, laying her head to his shoulder, face towards it. She didn't mind the closeness clearly and was happy cuddled into him even as he spoke. Once more he pulled away and she made a soft sound.
The pouting zombie girl was back as he fiddled with the thing in his hands. Hiroki seemed delighted by it and a part of her wanted to be as well. As she had shared her delight in something, it felt like he was sharing with her. The pout faded and she smiled back at him. Blinking she looked at him, not reacting to her name. When he turned the thin piece of plastic towards her she could see her own face reflected, not that she knew it as such. For that matter, Marai didn't know herself as Marai. Rather, she knew herself as Hoshi. It was hat he called her after all. She looked past the card at him. Shifting some, unaware of the boundaries a person might have, Hiroki found himself being sat beside her head falling to his shoulder, his lighter in her hands as she contently flipped it open and closed.