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 Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 4:59 pm
"Oh~, so how are we not the same?" She didn't really care for his puny explanations; Antony wanted the dirt, and possibly the ego boost.
"You in luuuuve?" She crooned, grinning blissfully in amusement as she sank even lower in her seat, rear barely still in contact with the chair anymore. Hey, she was shrinking! Maybe she was melting from the seeds, or turning into a flower. Yes!
Her eyes widened and she brought her right hand up entirely too close to her face to see if it was turning green, or into a leaf. First she had to focus properly... Antony screwed her face up, squinting and tilting her head to the side before she let it drop to her side. She was an ugly flower.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 5:02 pm
Jamal o_O'ed at her as she started to stare at her hand, ignoring again her little jab. He didn't know how to respond to that one...it wasn't love, persay. He had a hard time making attachments like that. He liked her, that was for sure...not in the friends with benefits way.
"Uh, you a'ight?" he said, hoping for a change of subject. The pot had obviously gotten to her.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 5:10 pm
"I'm an ugly flower," she admitted sadly, looking absolutely crushed at this realization. For a moment or two, Antony continued to mope about being an ugly flower, until she saw the seeds on the table. Taking her hand (the one that was keeping her anchored to the chair), she reached for a handful, but before Antony reached them her chair shot out from behind her.
The tattooed woman made a sort of 'aieee~' noise as she disappeared under the table. The sound of a body hitting the floor and a grunt of pain happened seconds later.
Blinking, Antony stared up at the ceiling and silently declared herself dead. In reality, she was simply sprawled out on the linoleum, legs and hips under the table while everything else hung out from under it.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 5:16 pm
Jamal almost doubled over in laughter, finding this to be TOO FUNNY. He'd only had a single hit thus far so he wasn't as affected as she was...that and he was much bigger. It took a fair amount to really get him going.
He slipped from his chair to fall into a squat next to the table, peering down underneath to see how she was faring. One hand reached out to shake the nearest foot.
"Uh...Antony?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 5:22 pm
"SHH!" She hushed him angrily, "I'm dead." And to her, that explained everything.
Man not only was he not a flower, but he was trying to wake the dead as well. What did he think he was anyways, a witch doctor?
"Protect the seeds," she told him woefully, as if it were her last request.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 5:37 pm
"You ain't dead...jus' stone off yo' a**..."
He tugged on her foot again, an imploring look on his face. "Come on, lets get outta herr before anyone else comes in. "We'll get yo' damn seeds when we go."
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 5:46 pm
"My a** fell off?!" She cried in alarm as she sat upright all of a sudden, her forehead smacked into the edge of the table with a sickening crack. Antony went down again, both hands clutching her head in pain.
Groaning pitifully, Antony didn't dare to move. Even with her eyes closed she was seeing bright lights and stars, a searing pain knocking her sober for a brief second. Not really able to focus on any single thought, Antony simply continued to make soft, painful noises.
Such a way to end the year.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 6:08 pm
Jamal facefaulted as her head slammed into the table. Oh sweet jesus.
He came around the table and put his hands under her arms, hauling her up and away from the offending piece of furniture, careful not to have her fall forward.
"A'ight, I think we betta leave," he said, trying to swing her legs up so he could pick her up without much trouble. It was going to be a fairly long walk.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 6:24 pm
She simply responded by moaning and then grunting softly when he hauled her from under the table. Attempting to stand up, she soon realized that he was trying to pick her up and lifted a leg, nearly toppling over in the process.
Her head was killing her and the room was spinning painfully, but aside from that Antony was still in quite a pleasant mood. But she understood that he wanted to get her home. That was a very good idea to her, and she nuzzled into his chest. It was so warm.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 6:31 pm
Jamal swiftly caught her before she keeled over and shook his head in amusement. Good thing one of them was still sober enough to deal with this sort of thing...otherwise they'd both be thinking they were dead plants that lost their asses or something. He hoped to god Awen didn't walk in at this moment, because that would be way awkward.
He moved away from the table, nearly tripping over the chair she had sent sliding earlier, and headed for the cafeteria door. It took some adjustment here and there to fit both himself and her out the door without banging arms or feet on the frame, but soon they were back out into the cool night air.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 6:45 pm
Yes, very lucky for her that he was sober, but head bump aside, she would rather be high than lose her good mood over Godzilla.
The cool night air felt good on her forehead, and she smiled lazily, one of her hands still cover her eyes. Her other arm was draped over Jamal's shoulder, not that it helped him in the least with carrying her.
She didn't even realize that they had left their trays (and her precious seeds) still littering the table.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 6:59 pm
Jamal hadn't even thought about the trays...whoops. XD;
"Ya gonna kill yo'self onna this times," he chided quietly as he walked down the path towards the duplexes. "If I wasn't afraid you gonna kill me, I'd be tempted ta take away that pot I gave ya...but don't get yo panties in a twist, cause I ain't gonna do it."
The latter was said quickly in hopes of keeping her from going ballistic in his arms.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 7:11 pm
Antony mumbled an incoherent response, keeping her head leaned against his chest. The hand holding her head moving to loop around his neck since it was so dark outside and the light wasn't much of a factor.
"My head hurts," she moaned redundantly. Her head continued to throb, though the pain had become more dull than before.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 7:25 pm
"Well o'course it does,' he murmured with audible amusement. "I hope ya got some asprin at yo' place cause you might need it." He hoped she wouldn't have a huge bruise because that would be fun to try and explain when she wasn't high as a kite.
...God this was a longer walk than he remembered.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 7:30 pm
"Hello~," she said dramatically, "I'm a woman... And I bleed~."
Well it was the truth.
Antony paused, a sudden realization hitting her, "So I'm... Not a flower?" She didn't know if she should be disappointed or relieved.
And as far as the walk was concerned, it had probably been longer when Antony had to heft the broken Jamal all the way across the village. At least she was smaller than him
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