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[hr][right][color=0A638A][b] Little Valhalla[/b]
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[indent]Oben held his hand limply, his shoulders drooping as he sauntered a few feet away. The inviting air of Little Valhalla had quickly turned majestic upon the appearance of a dapper old-man. He was hunched over but carried an exuberance that defied his gray hairs. Odin had grabbed Oben's attention completely. Even still, his hand throbbed badly. Guess he knew just how strong Dahlia was now, enough to be terrifying at the least. Once Odin had disappeared behind a wall, leaving them without his esteemed presence. Oben shook his pained appendage at Dahlia before dropping to a low-crouch, rubbing the gloved-hand delicately.

Back turned to Dahlia, he twisted so his pouting lips could be visible. [color=0A638A][b]"You didn't have to hit me. I just wanted to touch her ears a little,"[/b][/color] he pinched the air tightly [color=0A638A][b]"Like this much."[/b][/color] 

Saying that Oben stood back up and jogged over to the cat-eared girl. As he passed Dahlia, he smiled at her. [color=0A638A][b]"I'll ask this time. I promise."[/b][/color] 

He held his nodachi in place, keeping it from swinging as he approached her. He tried to look inconspicuous but his curiosity was beginning to bubble-over. [color=0A638A][b]"So your ears, I think they're really cute,"[/b][/color] his voice was casual and innocent. Tyche always taught him to open up with a compliment when it comes to girls. He kept his hand from reaching up to grab them. [color=0A638A][b]" Can I... Can I touch 'em?"[/b][/color]    [/indent]