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 Posted: Fri Sep 27, 2013 6:17 am
Well obviously Nicole hadn't seen a field of flowers with, like, death vibes and ghosts and uh.
Stuff.
Noah rolled his eyes and leaned back in his seat, watching her laugh until it got on his nerves and he rolled his eyes and flicked his bottle cap at her head.
"Calm down, Ms. Death and destruction. All the dead wonders have their own level of creepy horribleness even without being as on the nose as gallows."
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Posted: Sun Sep 29, 2013 7:52 pm
A prison with gallows with the history of all their death and her own ghost definitely topped Alfheim's little field of flowers with their "death vibes and ghosts." If she wasn't busy laughing so much she probably would be judging him a lot more than she was. It was just so ridiculous that she couldn't do anything but laugh. Of course, sometime after a bottle cap flew at her head she stopped, coughing lightly into her hand as if it would retrieve her lost posture.
"Okay, okay!" She said, picking the bottle cap off and throwing it back at his own head.
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Posted: Sat Oct 05, 2013 10:49 pm
"This is not very upstanding behavior, Officer Walter," Noah chuckled when he got hit with the bottle cap. "You're not already drunk are you? I heard smaller body weights get wasted earlier but it's only one beer and you aren't that tiny."
He stretched and tried to make himself more comfortable as he took another swig.
"Maybe you can come see creepy flower town sometime. My sister insists on taking everyone through there like it's a damn tourist spot anyway."
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Posted: Sat Oct 05, 2013 11:01 pm
"Officer? I'm off duty Baker," she said with a grin, leaning over her elbows as they pressed into her thighs. Intoxicated or not, Nicole was definitely checking Noah out. Partially she was judging him on his slacking appearance in front of very abrupt company but the other half was simply judging his body. She worked hard, was it so bad to be interested in a little down time? Probably. He was injured, after all.
"I assure you, I am not drunk and I can handle my beer. Perhaps being drunk would work in your favour when visiting your Wonder though."
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 6:54 pm
"I'd rather not go visit grandma drunk, or with any drunk ladies," Noah snorted and sunk in his chair a little. Creepy ghosts ran around that wonder, man, he didn't want to go anywhere down the direction she was implying.
He shifted, only to stop and sharply exhale and then groan at a shot of pain for his efforts.
"God, I'm starving. Being an invalid is hard, man."
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 8:58 pm
Grandma? Things all started to click together when he said that. Perhaps it had been a similiar experience to hers in that sense. There was a man there as well who was yelling about how she was ruining tradition and sullying the family's good name but she didn't really suspect it was some sort of normal thing.
"You can't do anything without hurting yourself, huh?" She said with a mixture of judgement and sympathy. It wasn't like he was incapable of doing things but having a ******** up leg sure put a damper on things.
"Anything in your fridge you want? I can get you something."
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Posted: Tue Oct 08, 2013 9:35 pm
"I can do plenty, for your information," Noah snapped defensively. He didn't mean to snap, it was just already such a blow to his pride without her poking at him and sounding like she was judging him for being pitiful.
He was slightly under the weather, not pitiful.
"There's leftovers but..." He looked at Nicole up and down intently for am moment as if gauging her competency at heating and assembling leftovers in tupperware.
"You know, what? I can get it myself," He said and moved like he was going to get up and stopped abruptly with a poorly repressed grimace. "...In a second."
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Posted: Wed Oct 09, 2013 10:46 am
Nicole simply smiled at Noah, leaning back and crossing her legs as he proclaimed his ability like a man. He certainly wasn't slightly under the weather with a leg broken like the one he had. She didn't think he was being pitiful but his attitude could certainly use work. The way he snapped at her was like a wounded animal protecting itself, and maybe that's exactly what was happening here. She tried her best not to provoke him while still reasoning with him.
"Sure, you can do that but the less you strain it the sooner you'll heal," she said logically.
Not to mention the sooner she'll stop feeling like she has to come over to check on you.
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Posted: Sun Oct 27, 2013 12:18 am
"Fine, whatever," Noah muttered, leaning back and crossing his arms like an angsty child. "I'll just... I can see from here."
Like hell he was going to let this strange woman mess around in his kitchen unsupervised, possibly inappropriately reheating and assembling food and the like.
"You do much training? As a knight and stuff, I mean." Man, small talk was hard when you were contemptuously feeling trapped.
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Posted: Sun Oct 27, 2013 6:06 pm
Nicole wasn't much of a cook but she was pretty certain she could reheat leftovers without burning his apartment down. It wasn't like she was a child anymore. She had no reason to fear food that wasn't take-out. She stood up from her location and moved to the kitchen in a rather stiff manner despite her mental overconfidence.
"Training? Not as a knight." She said firmly. "I do train though. Why did you have in mind?"
She opened the door to the fridge and smiled at the neatly organized containers of leftovers. She wondered which he wanted, and peeking her head out from the side of the fridge she grinned at him.
"Which did you want?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 14, 2014 5:24 am
"Well..." Noah had to stop and ponder this. "I don't know. Sailor Maia runs a training group every so often. It's just exercise and games and sparring and stuff like that. Keep in shape and stuff, and teach fighting moves and defense. A lot of senshi and stuff are just young kids who don't have any experience fighting and suddenly they're thrown into life threatening situations. Not everyone knows how to street fight."
He sure as ******** didn't.
But he was, however, making a sad attempt to limp after her to the kitchen.
"No, okay, no, see, what you have to do is take the thing with the red label and mix it with what's in the Tupperware with the green lid and then saute it lightly in a saucepan before you reheat and mix in this here, you can't microwave it, it'll turn to mushy leather."
He had no faith in this woman.
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