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 Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2007 3:28 pm
I was just commenting on it, Ichigo said. You're acting like a child, now, she grumbled before taking a large bite out of the meat on her ribs.
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 5:34 pm
I'm not acting like a child, he responded, working on his own food. Was a joke, you know. Daisuke, lightly elbowed the girl's arm, chuckling. Sorry, if you think I was in fact acting like a child. I don't think I was though.
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Posted: Thu Feb 15, 2007 2:46 pm
Ichigo licked her lips and fingers before laughing softly, taking a large gulp of her soda. It's fine, Daisuke, don't worry about it, she said before shoving a small handful of fries into her mouth. So, um, I like your goggles, she said, her mouth full.
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Posted: Thu Feb 15, 2007 6:59 pm
Of course you do! he exclaimed, adjusting them, getting barbeque sauce on the right lens in the process, before turning his attention back to his food. They ******** rock. Daisuke nodded to himself mostly, the rhythm of it turning into something that resembled he was listening to music. I think I just wrote a kick a** song, he mumbled, shoving some more fries into his mouth as he continued to bob his head. Or at least the music to a kick a** song. I need a pen and some paper or something.
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 6:49 pm
Well, there's barbeque sauce and a napkin...? Ichigo said, looking around. I don't have a pen, or paper. But, errr... yeah. She took another drink of her soda before looking to the man, shoving a few fries into her mouth. A song, eh? What kind of song is it?
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 12:31 pm
No words, he said, shaking his head. Just the music. Well, some tabs. He looked to Ichigo and grinned. I might put some words to it if... I feel the need or creativity strike me. Daisuke took a breath as he looked around rather sadly. I hope I don't forget this beat or anything. I guess I can get a pen, but... It bothers me. I don't like to concentrate so much to get something so small like a ******** pen. The man snapped his fingers, a pen appearing in his hand. He smiled happily, tapping a foot on the ground. Nice, that didn't take much of anything, Daisuke said, grabbing a napkin and proceeding to scribble the music to his new song down.
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 6:45 pm
Ichigo arched an eyebrow before looking to Daisuke's hand, where he was scrawling the pen across the napkin. Wow, that must be handy, she said before finishing off her food, sitting back with her soda in hand. She put the straw in her mouth before sucking the liquid down, her eyes skimming around the place.
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 11:49 am
Handy? he laughed as he finished, quickly looking over it. What do you mean? Daisuke looked to her after he read over it, rather blankly. What's handy?
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 11:17 am
Handy, yeah, handy, you know, to be able to make things just appear like that, Ichigo said before taking a drink of the water they had brought over initially, her hand grabbing some of his fries to eat.
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 4:33 pm
Daisuke watched the girl eat some of his fries, silent. Handy, he repeated once more, this time almost inaudible. Un, I guess. He nodded, still watching her. I usually have a hard time with it.
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Posted: Sat Feb 24, 2007 2:56 pm
Eto... practice makes perfect, ne? Ichigo said with a smile before leaning against him, stealing a couple more fries to eat before she looked back up to him.
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Posted: Sat Feb 24, 2007 4:14 pm
With normal things, he replied lowly, though smiling when he felt her against him. Like music. Daisuke looked to her, not sure if he should smile or just stare. And it's not like I practice making things appear when I want them here. I haven't used that ability in years.
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 3:00 pm
Well... Ichigo started before looking down to the table. You could practice, I mean, if you wanted to strength the ability, right? I would want to, but I don't have the ability, she laughed, before taking one of his last fries.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 9:02 am
The man half-smiled, pushing his plate towards her as if to offer whatever was left to her. It doesn't matter to me, he said. I could take it or leave it. I'm not going to say I wish I didn't have it, but I'm also not going to say that I wish they were... really apparent. Daisuke picked up his glass of water and took a drink before setting it down rather heavily. Thanks for the meal, he nodded.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 7:18 pm
No problem, Ichigo said before resting her head on his shoulder again. We should do it again sometime, she said with a small grin.
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