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Collin Wolfe
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Post by Collin Wolfe on Mar 9, 2013 18:02:33 GMT -5
Collin smiled sweetly at Becca when she asked how they were to get off the wall. "I'm not gonna lie.. this is the hardest part," he said, knowing it probably didn't help at all. But it was true. And he wasn't gonna sugar coat it because that would only mean taking way longer to get down. "It sounds horrifying, but you're gonna let go. Both hands. Keep your feet on the wall, but let go of your hands and hold onto the rope," he demonstrated, leaning back off the wall and letting his hands rest on his stomach as he inched down towards Becca a bit. "The belayers'll have your weight. From there.." he paused. "You ever seen a spy movie? Where they like.. walk down a wall all cool like? We're gonna do that. Nice and slow, step by step, kick slightly off the wall." He demonstrated again, kicking back from the wall then landing and placing his hands on either side of her waist. "Let go," he said. "I've got you, and so do those two huge guys down there. You won't fall, I promise."
(wow that was one ginormous paragraph)
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Post by Becca Barden on Mar 9, 2013 18:14:34 GMT -5
Becca watched him do the walk-jump down, and just shook her head. It looked too scary, too dangerous. She looked down and her vision swam, her head feeling tight as a headache came upon her. She loved doing thing like this... When there was a net or something. But just the ropes? Ropes break, caribeaners rust and fall apart, belayer a can faint or suddenly drop you. She closed her eyes, shaking her head to clear it before she opened them back up. By hat time, Collin had his hands on her waist, comforting and strong. Something about the grip he had felt safe.
Sucking in a deep breath, she slowly leaned back into the ropes and swiftly brought her hands from the wall to her ropes. She clung to them for dear life, her knuckles turning white with the effort. She sucked in a few deep breaths as she tried to control herself from hyperventilating. "Collin," she squeaked, as her harness tightened to the point where she needed to make the first jump down to get some slack. "Oh god, oh gods!" She inched her feet slowly down, ping as he had done, feeling his hands guide her waist.
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Collin Wolfe
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Post by Collin Wolfe on Mar 9, 2013 19:05:59 GMT -5
It took a bit, but eventually, the pair reached the ground. Collin had touched down first and practically pulled Becca off of the wall because she didn't believe him that they were at the ground already. Setting her down, he put his hands on her shoulders. "You can open your eyes now," he said with a smile, lifting her chin up before undoing his harness and letting it fall to his ankles. Stepping out of it, he kicked it to the side and started to help Becca with her's.
"We don't have to do this again," he almost laughed, undoing the clasps. "Where do you wanna go for dinner? I'm buying because.. because I'm just that nice." He smiled at her, trying to get her to do the same. She was awfully pale. Yea, they wouldn't be coming rock climbing again.
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Post by Becca Barden on Mar 9, 2013 19:12:37 GMT -5
Becca reached the ground in one piece and took a moment to appreciate that she hadn't died. As soon as her harness hit the floor, she jumped out of it and started doing a victory dance. She wiggled her hips, put her hands in the air, and just kept crying, "I did it! Haha, I did it!" As she shimmied around in a circle. A few Girl Scouts on a field trip looked at her, but she had to ignore them. She was having too much fun.
After dancing, she grabbed Colin's arm to steel herself. She had been circling around too much - it was too dizzy for her. Laughing and gigling and just leaning against him, she shook her head at herself. "Oh, god, I don't care where we go, let's just go."
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Collin Wolfe
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Post by Collin Wolfe on Mar 10, 2013 12:25:50 GMT -5
Collin giggled as Becca jumped around. He took this opportunity to get their gear gathered up and replaced in his bag, being sure to put her harness back in the bin as it wasn't his (whereas the shoes and the harness he'd been using were). After cinching the bag closed and slinging it over his shoulders, Collin had to brace himself as Becca came twirling into his chest. He sighed as he looked down at her; she seemed really happy.
It took a minute to come back to consciousness.. he'd been stuck staring at her. But when he finally snapped back, he straightened her up onto her feet and smiled at her. "You know me. I don't eat much. So.. you pick where we go," he said, patting his stomach. For once, he was actually kind of hungry. But he really wasn't going to eat a whole lot.. so he figured she should choose where they go.
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Post by Becca Barden on Mar 10, 2013 12:53:17 GMT -5
Becca laughed and kicked out of her borrowed shoes, then found a way back into her heels. With an inch of extra height, she was only a little shorter than Collin. But she realized she kinda of liked being shorter. It just feels right to be shorter when you're a girl, sometimes. Like when you're hanging out with a guy. She thought for a moment and paused, scrunching up her eyebrows. Was she supposed to think like that when she had a boyfriend - or, a Cam? She smiled unconsciously at the though of him, and then blinked. "Sorry what? Oh, yeah, dinner..." She frowned when Collin said he wasn't going to eat much. Poking him gently in the stomach, she just shrugged. "Let's do... Mexican food?"
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Collin Wolfe
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Post by Collin Wolfe on Mar 10, 2013 14:05:01 GMT -5
Collin let out a low grumble of satisfaction. "Ooooh yea I could do tacos," he said with a silly smile, swatting at Becca's hand as she poked his stomach. She was one of the few people that new about his eating disorder, and she acted rather motherly about the whole thing. Always trying to get him to eat, and whatnot. "Oh y'know good call cuz there's a Mexican place right down the street, isn't there?" he asked, crouching down to pick up her shoes.
"Leggoooo," he almost shouted, pointing towards the door as he started walking.
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Post by Becca Barden on Mar 10, 2013 14:14:33 GMT -5
Becca laughed and walked with him, yelling, "Taaaacooos!" She giggled, leading the way outside. Right across the street was Maracha's, one of the best Mexican restaurants in the city. It was the best place. The food was mediocre, but good at the least. There was grease on a lot of it, but it was still a nice treat to eat unhealthy on occasion. Plus whe atmosphere was nice. Plushy seas, clean tables, cool Latino music and family friendly stuff. They even served virgin drinks if you wanted, and good ones. Virgin margaritas were the best! "Come on," she grabbed Collins hand and towed him inside.
OOC; shh that sucked
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Collin Wolfe
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Post by Collin Wolfe on Mar 10, 2013 14:31:20 GMT -5
Collin blushed when Becca grabbed his hand. He felt the red flushing his cheeks and quickly shook his head as he tried to think of something less flattering, something that might bring his cheeks back to their regular pale state. Nothing was coming. He prayed Becca wouldn't look at him. How embarrassing.
Within five minutes, the pair had been greeted and seated by a short bald man with a mustache. He was so cliche; it made Collin laugh. "I dunno about her, but I'm ready to order," Collin said as he sat, being sure he caught the bald man's attention before he walked away. "I'll just have two soft tacos. Medium sauce on the side, por favor," he said with a smile, feeling kind of dumb for saying 'por favor' in a Mexican restaurant. He always sort of thought it was weird when Americans tried to speak another language in a restaurant where that language was the theme.
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Post by Becca Barden on Mar 10, 2013 14:49:05 GMT -5
Becca turned at smiled at Collin as they walked inside. She noticed his slightly reddened cheeks. She blamed it on the climbing, but she wondered.... Wondered. She sat down in the booth with him and ordered the same as he add. Then, before the waiter could walk away, she asked for two virgin margaritas. Grinning at Collin, she elbowed him gently in the side. "If you've never had one of their margaritas, you've been missing out." She sighed, stretched her men's out in front of her, and groaned. Man, it hurt to go rock climbing! Her shoulders ached, her legs were kind of sore, and her fingers were blistering, she thought. It felt weird and it felt like she had been climbing too long. It was not something she had ever done before, and the aftermath was almost euphoric. It hurt, but it felt like she was successful. "Man, you didn't tell me I'd need to hire a masseuse after this." She joked.
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