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 Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 2:09 am
Victoria had an answer for every worry on his list, and despite himself he was smiling. It would be pretty interesting to have some place to willingly go! Not only that, but Victoria was a girl as far as he could tell...and he'd never met a girl before. There was a boy who looked like a girl, but there was no doubt over Victoria's gender.
'Oh. K.
Graveyard in Durem. 2 blocks from Balcombe Curiousities. Entrance on that side is easiest.'
Though there were a LOT of entrances to the yard, which he had discovered during his time there. He let out a little snort through his nose, despite his lack of needing to breathe. Writing was tiresome, and he didn't want to waste her time!
'No rollin in dirt...do enough of it.
would like 2 visit tho. Addy?'
This time, he handed the notepad and pen over completely, shoving his hands in his pockets like he wasn't going to take it back until she wrote down the address for him. Not that he was being sly, it was just easier this way. He had no choice but to use body language!
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 3:10 pm
Victoria nodded her head in conformation as she read the last few things he'd written as she was handed the paper.
She took a moment to tear off the piece of paper with his address. She didn't think it would be rude- because after all she'd need it and they were exchanging information.
She neatly wrote out how to get to the cafe- which was located in Gambino but very close to the edge of Barton. It was beach side property.
"You know we should both learn sign language," she grinned. "It is where you use your hands to speak. It would save paper," she said as she handed him back the tablet before hugging him in a friendly like manor.
She was excited and it showed.
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 7:44 am
Anon took the pad of paper back, a smile on his dry lips. It would be nice to go and visit someone, it really really would...! He seemed to be about to write something in regards to the sign language, but at the last moment he realized she was shifting closer to him.
...AH Why was she shifting closer to him?!
His lips pulled back to nervously bare his teeth, instinctually leaning back to try and avoid her hug. Alas, it was all in vain! In the nick of time, Anon brought up a gloved hand and managed to cover her eyes before she got too close. The thought of anyone seeing his face, even slightly, sent waves of completely irrational fear through him...and not even this nice girl could ebb that.
He stayed completely still and tense until she let him go, where his hand slipped from her gaze and his head bowed, moving to fix his hat and hood to make sure it was as shadowed as ever. Once he had righted himself, he scribbled something very quickly, the writing much more messy.
'Sorry'
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 8:03 am
Victoria felt him tense up the moment she touched him. She kept the hug friendly, and gentle. She didn't make it a hug like she would of it were Kay. She didn't question why he covered her eyes- she figured there was something he wanted to hide... She had one of those places.
Both standing once more she shook her head. "I understand," she whispered. "I know exactly what it's like to dislike something about you." It was the first time she'd openly admitted it.
She turned around and pulled her hair over her shoulders. She rolled her shoulders just enough so the straps of her dress fell just below. It revealed a good portion of the 'violin strings' on her back.
She let her hair go and turned back around to face him. "I dislike the funny looks I get so I just leave my hair down- also I leave it to cover up my face a good bit except when I am around people I know," she smiled.
She wasn't expecting a returned gesture of trust. The only reason she'd made herself vulnerable at that moment was because she knew that he wouldn't laugh at her- and she felt relieved at that thought.
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Posted: Sat May 08, 2010 3:15 am
Anon stayed perfectly still for the duration of the hug. His lungs didn't move, his heart didn't beat, his fingers did not so much as twitch. It was more or less like hugging a softer statue. His hand slid away when Victoria's hug did, and Anon bowed his head a little bit more; he could still see her, but he felt safer knowing that she probably couldn't see most of his face.
It wasn't that he didn't like that part of himself...he just felt better when it was hidden. Sure it made emotion extremely hard for him to convey, but...it seemed better this way. From the shadowed safety of his hood and hat he looked at her strings, shaking his head a little bit before lifting up his paper, jotting something down.
'Think they look nice'
He held the paper out to her, not really understanding why she hid the strings...unless because they were tattoos, and she was so young? That could have been it...but then what about the ones on her face?
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Posted: Sat May 08, 2010 8:05 am
"Thank you," Tori whispered as she fussed over her dress. As she let out a little giggle she let her hair fall back into place. "Perhaps one day we'll both be a little more open about our differences," she winked.
"Ready to go?" Aurora asked as she came down the isle of which Tori was currently located. "A friend?" she asked as she glanced from Tori to the young man.
"Yes and yes," Tori directed a grin towards her aunt before returning her attention to Anon. "I hope to see you again very soon!"
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 3:24 am
Anon had been a bit too baffled to really understand what had gone on. He'd been hugged, he knew that. But the girl didn't seem repulsed by his smell, or seem disappointed with the way he'd refused to make any sort of movement from it at all. Not only that, afterwords he called him her friend? He'd never really had anyone flat out say that to him before. Friend. Huh.
All he could do was wave a bit at her retreating form, watching them from the shadow of his hood and hat. Once they were out of sight, he gathered what he needed and left back to the graveyard, still trying to make sense of it all.
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