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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 6:55 pm
[I ain't that sweet a look, lovie.]
Storm looked confused.
"Well, of course he is."
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 7:06 pm
((I doubt that. Usually the cutest people are the ones who are hardest on themselves.))
Kibo scratches his head.
Kibo: Looks like we're both confused...
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 7:12 pm
[Again, sweetly spoken lies, mate.]
Storm shook her head.
"We are talking of more then one Tony, is all."
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 7:14 pm
((Not lies, experience. Usually the best looking girls are the ones who are also the quickest to deny it.))
Kibo: I guess we are...
He scratches his head again.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 7:17 pm
[Hm. I should tell the dolls that, then. They could us a lesson or three in humility.]
Storm huffed in obvious annoyence.
"What could you still possible be confused about?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 7:20 pm
((Yeah. Those kinds of people are not good looking.))
Kibo: What's to be confused about? My head merely itched.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 7:28 pm
[I really don't understand what people see in the "pretty boy" look. They just make me gag. xp ]
Storm shrugged.
"Have it your way then, mister Kibo. Silence is sometimes a better liar, however."
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 3:28 pm
((What "pretty boy" look are you talking about?))
Kibo: God, Storm, can't you speak to me without using bombastic turns of phrase?
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 3:34 pm
[Perfect hair, perfect bods, perfect designer clothes. Always cheating/beating on their sweeties. You know the type.]
Storm shook her head empathetically and folded her arms under her breast.
"Nope."
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 3:42 pm
((Like an emo pretty boy or a preppy pretty boy? They're both pretty annoying in my book.))
Kibo: See? Now that wasn't so hard, was it?
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 3:47 pm
[Either. Both. I am more of a techie/band kind of gal.]
Storm rolled her eyes.
"Pray excuse me for mine slip then, good ser. I shall have to be careful so that it shan't be bothering either of us again."
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 3:54 pm
((You hear that, Ranu? Join a band, if you're not in one already.))
Kibo slaps himself on the forehead.
Kibo: I thought it was too good to be true...
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 6:29 pm
[Haha, very funny, Kibo. rolleyes Must I reiterate that I do infact already have sweetie, thank you very much. He's a techie, plays the piano and has the hotest smell ever. 4laugh ]
Storm grinned.
"Really, ser, have you not met me before? Surely you knew this was coming, mister Kibo. You brought this on yourself."
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 6:35 pm
((Oh yeah, I forgot about Vladimir, or Fred, or whatever his name is. As for his smell, I'm afraid that is most subjective.))
Kibo: I don't know anymore. I thought I did, but then you pulled this Alauniira thing on me, and I'm all kinds of confused.
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 6:41 pm
[Nathaniel, sweetling. His name is Nathaniel. He smells like vanilla. How could you not think that smells good?]
Storm raised her eyebrows.
"Poor Alauniira and poor Kibo. Running in circles around each other consently and never even knowing it half the time."
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