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 Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2009 11:39 pm
The boy couldn't help but to give the triumphant ballerina a curious look. "What? Didn't know if I went to Meadowview or not? I might have questionable taste in clothing, but man! Have you seen those short shorts that the guys have to wear? I don't envy them one bit! And in bright orange, too. I kinda feel sorry for'em."
He breathed a sigh of relief, then nodded at her decision. "It looks good on you," he ventured cautiously, "Brings out your hair and eyes." And makes you look a little less dangerous, he added quietly.
At the mention of his camera, he looked down and shrugged. "This thing? Nah, don't worry about it! It's been through a lot to the point where I've wrapped it with ducttape to protect it a bit more. It makes getting in and out of it when I need to change the battery a pain, but it's well worth it. I can fix things like this easy." Ohho, bragging there a bit, are we?
With the cap back in place, Alex shoved it into his coat pocket. Then he remembered. "So, uh, about your dancing... Um, sorry for stalkin' you like that. Want be to delete the footage or...?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 15, 2009 6:48 pm
Rea quirked an eyebrow at the boy's statement on the Meadowview uniform, none the less amused by his take on the subject. She couldn't disagree -- the boy's uniform wasn't exactly flattering, not like the Hillworth one was. She would not deny that the concept of a 'bad boy' was also very appealing to most girls, and the uniforms certainly portrayed that concept very well. She would never say whether she agreed or not, but she would acknowledge the psych behind it.
Wrapping the scarf around one palm idly, the crystal girl paused at his words, suddenly wary. Of course, it was because it was a compliment. Was he after something? Had she heard the mental part of his dialogue, she would have felt her conclusion sound, but as it was she was left wondering, and that always made her uneasy. Still, she gave him a gracious look, trying again not to be flattered. Oh, those Hillworth boys. Perverts, stalkers and flatterers.
Still, she let it slide, letting the subject segue towards the camera instead of her own looks, curiosity piqued a little as he described his adventures, listening quietly. "You must be good with electronics," She complimented him back with a slightly mischievous look, wondering how he would respond. Was it becoming a game of cat and mouse for them? She couldn't be sure, but she would have a fun time with it herself.
"You don't have to delete it," she replied after a few moments of thought, although she still looked a bit unsure about it.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 6:03 pm
If asked about the Hillworth uniform, Alex would have been more than happy to give Rea an earful concerning the rough fabric and the fact that while the pants were just the right length, they were tight around the waist area -- either as an attempt to prevent the boys from pigging out on cafeteria food or someone up in the administration was having a real good laugh over it all.
That and the uniforms made doing laundry confusing. Who's load of clothes was it again? Mine? Your's? Alex took to sitting on top of the washers and dryers he was using to prevent laundry-bandits.
"Ah!" Here he flushed, looking away. Compliments were a rare treat to the boy, often received in note than spoken. "Thank you. It's a hobby of mine that I find useful. I don't have to spend extra money replacing things or buying extra bits when I can just fix it myself, y'know?"
"... Are you sure?" He asked, pulling out his camera again. He pushed a few buttons, rewinding the footage before holding the duct tape-wrapped electronic out to her, hitting the play button. "This is what it looks like."
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