Viola and Julius RP

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“Gotta meet up with Vivi before she kills me~, gotta meet up with Vivi before she kills me.~ I’m runnin’ late as usual, hopefully I won’t have to plan my funeral~” Julius chuckled his happy, yet slightly disturbing tune as he headed up the stairs to the rooftop with a skip in his step. He was running a bit late to meet with Viola due to having lost track of time while he was napping in his dorm, and he had to book it to the school roof so that he wouldn’t make her wait /too/ long. He wasn’t really afraid of what she’d do if he was extremely late since he found her threats to be too cute for words, but he was at least trying to be considerate of her time. They never really got to be around each other much after school due to the curfew, so with every chance they got, Julius tried to be up to it.

“Oi, Vivi you here already?” Julius called as he pushed open the door. A grin grew on his face when he spotted the brunette near the ledge. He quickly made his way over to the girl and took her into his embrace. “Sorry I’m laaate. Took a nap, kept shutting off my alarm, you know how it goes.” He chuckled, hoping she wasn’t too upset with him.

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“As fashionably late as always, to be honest its starting to bore me,” Viola folded arms her eyes staring at him with disapprovement but then sighed, now looking at him nonchalant expression of semi-forgiveness. She turned around to look at the view, past bored expression replaced now with lips curling into a smirk, of perhaps excitement or happiness for his arrival? She couldn’t stay mad at him truly. Either way, she wasn’t letting him have it.

As soon as Julius unexpectingly take her in for cuddle she jumped. Curses! She let her guard down and pinched his cheek. “Jeez you-!?” she yelped in anger but…

Huh? Viola tilted her head and looked at his pinched face and snorted a little, holding back giggles and a blushing face. This… is actually kind of funny. Only slightly suceeding in holding it, in she held on to the roof railing before she tripped over backwards. Oh my god. Why. Is. This. Happening.

Viola was dazed in shocked silence for a moment as Julius pulled her back to her feet. How she could let that snort slip out?! She had always hidden such weak behavior behind a thick shield of a mask. Previously thought that lying ability enhanced, perhaps she was too cocky. She had begun to notice the barrier of lies and masks seemingly worn down. Could it be that she was becoming way too relaxed? She had begun to notice this lately. Maybe she had gotten quite used to his presence? This is what happens when you get too comfortable. God dammit. She mentally smacked herself across the face. How could she be so stupid and reckless? As soon as he asked the question, she regained her composure. Calm the fuck down, Viola. You can still get out of this. He still doesn't know… Well, at least she hoped.

"It was nothing," Viola quickly attempted to deny the claim, however, perhaps too quickly as the boy in front of her began to smirk. Shit. Too quick to state her denial. Viola turned away immediately, and laughed awkwardly as if to hide the embarrassment on her face. "Hah… hah.. what are you talking about? No I didn't just snort. You are hearing things, it was probably the wind.." the queen of liars nervously chuckled, giving the worst attempt at a lie in history of mankind. She knew attempting to cover it up with her lying ability was fruitless. He heard her after all. Wait. Oh god, Julius had HEARD her. As if to rub her mistake in, Julius commented on it. She gritted her teeth and folded her arms trying to get her brain to get out of panic mode. I know, I know, god dammit. I have fucked up big time. It was obviously not her day. She gave a heavy sigh, trying to hold herself together.

Putting on her metaphorical poker-faced mask, she turned around to face him with disapproval on her face. "You heard nothin- Hey!" Viola's nonchalance was broken by the constant poking of her stomach. She bit her lip, not letting any sound of laughter escape through her lips.  She wasn't going to be a source of entertainment for Julius. She wasn't going to be played like a child's toy! She had already noted her contradictory consider her own usual antics were of playing with people. Still! She hated being played at her own game. Knowing him, he isn't going to give up on it so easily. She mentally prepared herself.

"I am not ticklish Julius. Don't even bother trying," Viola said sternly, although her uncomfortable look on her face said otherwise. Despite this, it did look like her sheer stubbornness and masks was indeed overpowering the ticklish pokes this time round. For once in her life, she was thankful for her deceased elder brothers constant nagging and tickling. She wasn't going to let anything out. NOTHING. After a few pokes, she quickly got used to the ticklish sensation. She began to smirk, almost revealing a hint of pride. She wasn't letting him have any of her embarrassment. No siree, Julius Sinclair! "See? I told you." He was going to have to try harder than that.

(( viola why are you such a stubborn girl. _{hopefully this is good hnngh. i am rlly enjoying this rp. also gomen for the long post} ))

Viola gave a sigh of relief as Julius stopped poking her and put her hands on hips (which was a HUGE mistake on her part honestly).

"Of course I know even I have a weakness, I am not that egoistic but Juli- PFFFFFFT!" Viola's speech was interrupted soon after the words came out. 'I can easily eradicate and hide mine' was what she was about to say when she was attacked in the armpit region. The tightly shut defence of her lips had failed her this time as the sound of unexpected laughter escaped into the atmosphere. "God fucking dammit! No! Please, I beg of you stop!" Viola couldn't hold in the wave of laughter as attempted to squirm away her own hands away but ultimately failed. Oh, the humiliation. "Stop! I demand you- God dammit, I can barely breath!"

After a few attempts at squirming away and the numerous failed pleas, Viola whom was almost tomato red from embarrassment and laughter she began to scowl. "I said… STOP." Instinctively she immediately raised her foot and rightly stamping it right on the tickling perpetrator's own feet (Can I just say ouch?). Freeing herself from Julius's tickles she pushed him away and moved to one of the roof top benches. Immediately after the violent action, she turned herself away looking at the school grounds and folded her arms in some sort of defiance. She said nothing after, but it created an air of tension.

Viola knew it was not only pathetic and childish to have a tantrum but also weak. However, at least in her point of view, laughter from tickles is a sign of weakness, as well as submissiveness (actual psychological research thing). Well, she COULD blame it on the fact that tickles causes the hypothalamus part of the brain to activate that controls instinctive reactions such as “fight or flight.” Yet... no matter how much science or psychological facts she presented to herself, Viola couldn't deny the fact that she HATED being vulnerable. It pissed her off, and of course, destroyed her pride. She wasn't a show off, but strong image was definitively broken. How weak. She thought as she gritted her teeth.

It seemed like Viola was more angry at herself than she was at Julius. She put her hand on her chin and sighed again, secretly hoping she didn't totally destroy his foot back there. She REALLY didn't want to get expelled and sent back to Singapore with her drunkard mother. Nope. That was totally her reasoning behind her worrying. At least that is what she told herself.