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 Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 2:54 pm
((Ask her what? If she likes him?
Kevin: "Hey Lyra, do you like me?"
Lyra: "Um...this situation just became extremely awkward. Peace." ))
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 3:10 pm
 Adonia grimaced at the awkwardness of the situation. She stepped back, saying as she did so,"When someone wants to tell me what's going on- I'll be in my cabin." She frowned at everyone's faces, especially Kevin, who looked like he knew some nasty little secret. He doesn't think...that I feel that way about Gabe, does he? If he does, he didn't hear me correctly. She frowned before leaving, and closing the door with a thud.
☂Daughter of Zeus☂
╭☆╯ O God most glorious, called by many a name, Nature's great King, through endless years the same; Omnipotence, who by your just decree Controls all, hail, Zeus, for unto you Must your creatures in all lands call. We are your children, we alone, of all On earth's broad ways that wander to and fro, Bearing your image wheresoever we go.
Cleanthes
(c. 300 - 220 B.C.)
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 3:11 pm
((In essence, yes, that's exactly what she means. Just much more drawn out and dramatic. Oh, oh, oh! I have an idea. Make it in Spanish!!
Kevin: Lyra...*dun dun* *dun dun* *dun dun* Porque?! ))
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 3:12 pm
(I don't understand Spanish, but French is perfectly fine.
But Kevin, that sounds a lot like it))
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 3:18 pm
((Henry never left.))
Henry looked around at the four, obviously good friends. Possibly a cliche. He shook his head and returned to his work on the Hera sword before he left for the beach. Swimming wasn't a big thing, considering he pretty much always sank. He continued with the second mold for the sheath, putting the wood carving on top of the thin metal cover, then another metal cover on top of that, the same color as the gild hilt. He drilled multiple holes on each side of each half and picked up some screws.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 3:34 pm
Ebonii Snow Adonia grimaced at the awkwardness of the situation. She stepped back, saying as she did so,"When someone wants to tell me what's going on- I'll be in my cabin." She frowned at everyone's faces, especially Kevin, who looked like he knew some nasty little secret. He doesn't think...that I feel that way about Gabe, does he? If he does, he didn't hear me correctly. She frowned before leaving, and closing the door with a thud.
☂Daughter of Zeus☂
╭☆╯ O God most glorious, called by many a name, Nature's great King, through endless years the same; Omnipotence, who by your just decree Controls all, hail, Zeus, for unto you Must your creatures in all lands call. We are your children, we alone, of all On earth's broad ways that wander to and fro, Bearing your image wheresoever we go.
Cleanthes
(c. 300 - 220 B.C.) "Don't worry, nobody wants to tell you anything. He said, loud enough for Gabe and Lyra to both hear. He thought about the current situation. What if it wasn't Gabe who Lyra liked... He thought to himself, noting the possibilities, which were all bad. He promised he'd have Gabe's back, but what if it was him she liked? How would he ever be able to be friends with Gabe, if he found out that she liked him, rather than Gabe. Crap... He thought to himself, trying to think of a way that this could work out.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 3:41 pm
Kevin sighed and stood up. There is absolutely no easy way to do this. So...I'm gonna do this the easiest way possible. I'm just gonna ask. He thought to himself, knowing that he might not like the answer. It was a simple plan, and easy to carry out, yet at the same time, it was almost impossible. He couldn't bring himself to do it, the risks were too great, it wasn't a question of whether somebody would get hurt, that was already established long ago. Now it was a question of who.
He took a small step forward, and sighed. He decided to just get it over with. Dragging it out only drags the problem out more. I have to just get this done. He thought to himself, walking over to where Lyra was standing.
((Pave lowed in the face...stupid task force 141.))
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 3:50 pm
((Ugh, Roach. I prefer Ramirez.))
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 3:52 pm
((Um....what are you talking about? A Pave low is an attack chopper in COD Mwf 2. It's like a chopper gunner, and it blows stuff up, and you usually get like 7-10 kills with it, before it gets shot down. It's basically a chopper gunner, however, you control a chopper gunner, you don't control a Pave Low.))
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:02 pm
((I'm actually so tempted to edit my last RP post, and make it entirely in spanish. ^^))
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:07 pm
SK Loda ((I'm actually so tempted to edit my last RP post, and make it entirely in spanish. ^^)) ((Pourquoi pas en Franҫais?))
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:08 pm
((*twitch* Okami always goes offline during such clutch times...where it would be so helpful to have him ONLINE. Jeez Gary...you're killing me....you really are.))
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:09 pm
SK Loda ((*twitch* Okami always goes offline during such clutch times...where it would be so helpful to have him ONLINE. Jeez Gary...you're killing me....you really are.)) ((Sometimes, because of so much time during posting, you go offline. I'm talking to him, right now, on IM, so he's online.))
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:12 pm
 ••gαвяιєℓ кιиgѕтσи•• >>..Old Boreas and the sun, one day
Espied a traveller on his way,
Whose dress did happily provide
Against whatever might betide...>> »"Like I said before Kev..." he got out, still scratching his head slightly. He turned back to Lyra and then to Kevin. He let out a minor sigh.
"I don't know...but I guess I should go find out...right?" he added, looking at Kevin at first unsure, then switching to a slight smile. He took a quick breath, easy for him being the son of Boreas and all, and turned to Lyra.
With a bit of apprehension, he began a slow march towards Lyra. He tried to play it out in his head, the way he would ask her. He didn't want to sound like he was rushing into something or get her embarrassed, especially when Kevin was sitting right there. Swallowing his nervousness, he approached Lyra and stopped just before her, blocking Kevin's view of her.
He had a bit of a sweat, but maybe that was just the heat of the armory beginning to take it's toll on him again. He didn't want to make another wind orb like he did the last time and risk Lyra getting cold because of it. He just sucked it up and tried to get it over with.
"Umm, Lyra...do you happen to like me...like more than a friend?" he asked. As the words left his mouth, he instantly thought he sounded like a fool. Great...now she probably thinks I'm a weirdo! Just peachy... ran through his head. He stood before her, an obviously nervous expression on his face though his cheeks weren't flushed. Well, they may have been slightly red, but that was from the heat, and not his nerves.
S o n O f B o r e a s . .
. . . . . I W i l l N o t F a d e . . .
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