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 Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 9:59 am
"I still win," Ellie pointed out as she backed up so Toby could lower his shirt. She made not comment about terrorists, because she honestly knew there were none. Sailor Scouts and Negaverse Youma were not terrorists.
Jared's attention had been gained by the mention of the terrorists. "Sh*t, a terrorist girl did that t'you? I thought they were all just girl's in stupid uniforms. Bet the media has been dressin' the whole thing up t'make it more interestin'!"
Even though her friend was trying to get more info on the supposed terrorists, the girl still ignored the conversation and promptly replied to the other subject Toby had mentioned. "Bruises come in three stages. Ugly. Uglier. All better!" The last phase was mentioned is a slightly sarcastic, yet plain tone. "Wrapping them doesn't fix a damned thing unless you messed up the muscle or bone, or got a cut."
All the talking had made her hungry, so she went and grabbed her burrito again from the desk and took another bite.
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2009 11:39 am
Oh damn, he didn't know that wrapping up bruises didn't make him better. Toby resisted the urge to unconciously unwrap the his arm bandages, and instead tried to nod meaningfully in reply. "Yeah, heh heh, you'd have to be an idiot to think that treating bruises would help."
If he could, like those characters he sometimes saw in anime, sweatdrop, he would have. The misguided teen decided to instead, address the mild issue of terrorists, watching rather amusedly now as Ellie grabbed yet another burrito: that girl probably ate more than he did! "Yeah she was totally evil, with her bike, leather jacket, and probably even a-" and here his voice hushed to a pronounced whisper -"gun. I didn't want to put up too much of a fight otherwise, I wouldn't be, you know, here."
Ok, so really it had been the other way around, and if he really looked at it, he was technically part of the so-called 'terrorist' group, but hey, it's not like those two knew. Trying to get some of his ego back, he pretended to ponder the situation like any responsible adult would do. "You think I should've reported her to the police?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2009 11:52 am
Jared grew quiet at the mention of the gun. There was no joking with such a weapon, at least that was this boy's belief. He eventually managed to offer in a softer tone "Yeah, it probably woulda been smart t'call the police..."
During the moment of silence, all you could really hear was the sound of Ellie chewing. By the time her friend had spoken up again, her burrito had nearly vanished. She was a growing girl (though sometimes you had to wonder if she was growing horizontally instead of vertically) and needed nourishment. Despite how serious the conversation had gotten, the girl didn't seem to be affected at all.
"Dun believe in the 'terrorists'... yer all just a bunch of pussies!" She did have some insight, but she didn't believe in calling the situation terrorists. Instead, she'd call it Sailor Scouts and Negaverse. At least, she'd call it that to herself. Nonchalantly, she threw the wrapper of her burrito at the trash barrel in the corner of the room. She was no basketball player, but she got close to getting it in the barrel. She glanced up to the clock and noticed the time.
"Jared, ya gonna finish yer lunch or not? Bell's almost gonna ring!"
Jared's eyes bugged out slightly at the reminder, and in a moment, he was working like a garbage dispossal to get his food in his stomach. It was probably fun to watch, but you had to be careful to not be in the line of fire, for he was eating in such a messy fashion that the food was flying a bit around him.
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2009 12:24 pm
Toby was the kind of guy who believed that food = mass storage of a meal once a day, or when he could afford it really, so thankfully he wasn't doing the mad swallow-your-lunch rush. He looked at surprise at the clock. "Wow its been an hour already?." Time sure flew fast when one was having fun!
Attempting to avoid stray food flecks from Jared, he hopped off his desk, routinely brushing his uniform shorts. He watched Ellie for a second play impromptu garbage-basketball, and then nodded at her, as if trying to say 'I had fun, even if a Certain Person was around'.
Nonchalantly, Toby slid to the door. That was as good chance as it ever would be for him to leave the duo. He grinned a bit impishly, "Promise me next time I see you that bruise will have gone from uglier to 'all better'!" Well, sans the shirt flipping, even if Ellie had an amaz- Ack get your mind outta the gutter Toby! With one more smart salute, he eased through the doorframe, and out of sight.
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