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 Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2015 5:52 pm
looking up restaurants makes me hungry
"I'm as shallow as a puddle." Claude agreed with a nod. She contemplated letting go of Chance's ankle as the waiter went off to get their orders, but decided not to. Instead, she pulled his ankle onto her lap, and then folded her hands over it.
Better safe than sorry.
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2015 6:00 pm
putt putt
She was going to get him one of these days for all the side grabbing. Claude jerked away again, helped along by the push. She never even attempted this hole, too content to watch the windmill best Chance at every turn (get it, because it spun). A brow quirked as she watched him pick up the ball and then drop it into the hole.
Claude followed after him, her club resting on her shoulder and her own ball in her hand as she stared down.
"So what's how you're making up for your childhood, hm?" She asked. "Cheating."
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2015 6:05 pm
testing, testing, 1, 2, 3 testing
She got shoved, and Claude just ended up rolling onto her back in the sand, and there she stayed. Had to start drying at some point, and the sun felt really nice. She had no comeback for that, so instead she closed her eyes and smirked, listening to Chance laugh beside her.
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2015 6:11 pm
the answer is...She stayed where she was, waiting. She stared at Chance's silhouette, and when he turned around her eyes scanned his face, an touch of anxiousness as to whether she was right or not edging in. Even though she knew she was right, it was still a relief to hear it confirmed, and she felt incredibly pleased with herself. Claude watched his theatrics with a lidded gaze, and answered when prompted: "A favor. To use when I deem fit."
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2015 6:16 pm
looking up restaurants makes me hungry
"Shallow people are still people," said Chance, debating trying to pull his foot away; but that would have taken too much effort, and besides, he was pretty comfortable where he was anyway. Claude made an excellent footrest, and excellent company.
"Besides, I like hanging with you even if you are a puddle."
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2015 6:18 pm
putt putt
"Cheating is an essential part of all childhood experiences," said Claude with a smile. "Unless, of course, the other party isn't up for that sort of thing, or will get offended by it. But if it's just meant to be good natured, then by all means, have yourself a little fun."
There was a pause. Chance dropped his ball down onto the next course and fixed his stance, tapping his club against the green.
"Of course, that's just what I heard, anyway."
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2015 6:19 pm
the answer is...
There was another answer, of course, but Claude had no way of knowing that one. Still, her guess had been surprising - and surprisingly accurate. He had to give her credit for coming up with something that he hadn't even thought of himself, at least not in such concrete terms.
A smile flitted across his face.
"All right," said Chance easily. "So now we're even. I owe you a favor, and you owe me one."
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2015 6:21 pm
the end (of the night)
He did not walk Claude to her room, mostly because Claude's room was occupied by someone other than Claude half of the time. Instead, Chance ambled along the main trainee hallway as casually as could be, stopping once he reached Room 196 and turning around, arms folded across his chest as he leaned against the doorway.
The question remained unspoken, his eyebrows raised.
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2015 6:37 pm
looking up restaurants makes me hungry
"You're too kind, Chance." Claude deadpanned at him, keeping a firm hold on his ankle. Her lips just quirked up a bit in reply, and it was then the waiter returned with their desserts. She stared down at hers, and picked up a spoon, keeping her other hand on his ankle still.
"Enjoy it while it lasts." She told him in regards to the good food, and dug into her Creme Brulee.
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2015 6:41 pm
putt putt
She listened to him, and at one point nodded her head. He dropped the ball and tapped his club on the green and Claude remained where she was, watching him still. "I'm a pirate." She told him, as if that explained everything, but it did explain, to a degree, how she felt about cheating. You did what you had to get what you wanted.
"When you were getting your club and ball I dropped mine into the eighteenth hole already."
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2015 6:45 pm
the answer is...
If she couldn't be ahead, then even was the next best place to be, and in this case, it was very rewarding. She gave him a firm nod, and briefly wondered how far into the future it'd be until she called on her favor...much less when he'd call on his. Also, the question of what it'd be. Something to look forward to for now, that was for certain.
"Let's play again sometime." She murmured as she passed him, going through the portal.
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2015 6:57 pm
the end (of the night)She walked Chance to his room, because her room did have another in it that wasn't her half the time, and because she had started this outing, so it only seemed right to end it where it began. Among other things. He leaned against the doorway, and she came to a stop some inches from him, her thumbs hooked into the pockets of her pants. She had known what the answer was before this point. Regardless of the decision that small nagging feeling she had about not making this a habit was there again, but it was ignored. "Am I going to find out?" She asked in a murmur, in regards to if he could do something like the beach again.
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2015 7:06 pm
putt putt
"Drink up me hearties, yo ho," Chance recited, and turned to look at her, an expression of mock outrage on his pale face as he straightened. Claude was Claude, but she was also downright sneaky and clever, and he reached out with his club, poking her.
"You're a damn devil, then, you sneak," he said with a smirk.
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2015 7:07 pm
the answer is...
The promise of a favor had been tucked away in Chance's mind, settled down into the recesses of his thoughts for later use. He hadn't forgotten about it, but he didn't want to use it on something trivial, so it was set aside for when it could have the most value.
"I do like games," he said lightly, and followed her through the portal.
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2015 7:09 pm
the end (of the night)
He didn't move as she stepped up in front of him, arms still folded across his chest, a calm expression on his face. They were still in the hallway where anyone could see, but considering how late it was, and the lack of cares that Chance actually gave about people seeing, he wasn't too bothered.
A smile crept onto Chance's face.
"You'll definitely find out something," he said lightly, and reached behind him to push the door open. He stood still, however, waiting.
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