Yuffie was, if anything else, stubborn and while she might never get up to Casey’s skill without him rising in ability and outmatching her, she’s still going to keep trying. It was one of Yuffie’s greatest and most detrimental traits. As he begins to turn she clings to him, noticing that he smells nice before quickly pushing that thought away. It wasn’t that she hated being close to him but there relationship was weird and she didn’t really have a handle on it.
Once they evened out she carefully released him until only their hands were joined. She looked up keeping her smile in place as if she hadn’t just freaked out during that turn. She didn’t much care to not be in control.
“Speed, collisions and a puck? Sounds like an interesting game.” Or at least one that Yuffie didn’t know. She’d like to see it, maybe to watch Casey beat the crap out of things with his hockey stick, that was always fun.
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Date: 2015-09-02 04:12 pm (UTC)Once they evened out she carefully released him until only their hands were joined. She looked up keeping her smile in place as if she hadn’t just freaked out during that turn. She didn’t much care to not be in control.
“Speed, collisions and a puck? Sounds like an interesting game.” Or at least one that Yuffie didn’t know. She’d like to see it, maybe to watch Casey beat the crap out of things with his hockey stick, that was always fun.