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mintysprig
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PostPosted: Sun Nov 07, 2010 5:41 am


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Conor felt relief when he saw Blaire not glare at him or groan or do any of that negative s**t. She was even offering for him to sit next to her! Which he did, pretty quickly. He blamed it silently on the cold and.. Oh, who the ******** was he kidding? No sane person would be eager to ******** slam their a** down in a mess of mud for 'warmth' during a typhoon! He was just happy to be sitting next to Blaire! That was it! It was like being a little kid again – they sat close to each other a lot of the time! During lunch, after school, when he fell asleep outside with her, listening to the crappy little songs she tried to write back then. They were good for her age, but, an emphasis should be made on for her age. He used to tease her for every broken note, when he wasn't attempting to join in with a trumpet where a trumpet wasn't welcome. He.. was kind of a d**k when he was little, wasn't he? That statement drifted off before he could give it too much thought, crossing his arms and sending a small glance at Blaire. “Uh..” He started in that smooth Conor way. Meaning, his voice cracked and he said it louder than he attempted. He scowled at himself before returning to that attempt at a casual expression. “You.. lost your, uh, glasses – ******** wind. Y-you have an extra or.. some s**t.. I.. You look, uh.. better.. without them..” Those stutters? Just the cold. Yep.
PostPosted: Sun Nov 07, 2010 2:31 pm


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Hm? That was nice. Blaire couldn't pin it exactly, but having Conor next to her... well it felt nice. It was a tugging feeling, kind of familiar, but with the circumstances she wasn't about to wonder on that. One thing she did know, is that she felt better, warmer too with him besides her. Safer, possibly? "Yeah... I did... But those were... my only ones" she replied with a stuttering voice. Hey it was cold! And... yeah cold. The last part did keep a slight smile on her. "T-They do?" Well of course they did! But she liked them... And it wasn't like she needed to use them all the time... Conor hadn't been the first to mention that, but it seemed to be the most important right now. Ellie had mentioned the possibility of-Hm... Her thoughts didn't get much when it actually started to pour even harder. Now it was really cold, and Blaire found herself leaning against the teenage boy, if anything for some warmth, and comfort.

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mintysprig
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PostPosted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 6:37 pm


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..She was.. leaning against him.. That was really all Conor could think about. She smelled nice – like rain, mud, flowers.. Or it could be the storm, but he liked to believe that was the scent she had. It matched her, from the translucent, pure water to the sweet fragrance of flowers.. Hell, even the mud showed through her adventurous charm. Was Conor a poet? No, no ******** way, he hated English and all that s**t! He sucked at it – reading was hard and he couldn't spell no matter how often he saw the word. But, around Blaire, maybe he was a little – Holy ********, he must be sick. Did he have a fever? Probably. He swallowed nervously, an action which only furthered his panic, and looked down at the ground. He should shove her off, but she was warm! ******** if he was going to avoid the warmth! Yeah, he was just using her like a blanket! Exactly! Ha, ******** Conor's head, making fun of him.. He was almost crazy for a second or so there.. “Yeah! Fu.. ********.. yeah.. You look hot without your glasses, I'd fu..” Of course he would ******** it – NO. No, he wouldn't ******** it. Why? Because.. because if he would, then he would have to do it with Keith and – ********. That's it, no more thinking. “You look alright with them too, don't care either way. Uh, so, you.. what're you doing these days?
PostPosted: Thu Nov 11, 2010 10:30 am


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She looked what? That made her look away for a moment, to push away that feeling. Did it fluster her? It pretty much seemed like it. He did always kind of manage it... even when they were kids. Though that was more irritation for every time he made fun of her, but when he wasn't... it felt like this. "We-Thanks" she ended up saying to that. What was she doing these days? "...Same old? I-I guess. School, helping with Rune, hanging with Lucas, music? Y-Yeah same." Well that was lame, but it really was the same-Eh. Not the same same, she did-well Lucas... but. Probably wasn't best to mention that. Besides, not that he'd care. "...What about you?" Oh yes, casual talk in the middle of a mini-hurricane. Sounds about as normal as their friendship.

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mintysprig
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PostPosted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 3:04 am


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..Nothing on Lucas? Good. Conor would have probably thrown a very small, silent fit over that. He didn't like the idea of those two still being friends – so many years he had missed.. No. No, he hadn't missed out on any, he was having the time of his ******** life! Keith made up for all that s**t, right?! ..Right.. He stared out at the rain and wind, frowning as the hurricane went on. It wasn't drastic enough that they were fearing for their lives, but it was still cold and annoying. Somewhat cold.. Blaire made it warmer. He subconsciously moved closer to her, blaming the movement on the weather. “S'that so? Cool.” He replied idly, more focused on feeling Blaire's presence than the chatter. What had he been up to? He frowned and opened eyes he didn't know had closed. It certainly wasn't the 'same old' like Blaire's was. Drugs, chicks, Keith, dealing, and a murder or maybe two, Conor didn't remember s**t. He knew he enjoyed most of it. Not like how he was enjoying now, but it was fun.. kinda.. There were those ******** scary times, bad trips, nerve-wrecking moments when a cop would walk by before he got used to that whole arresting deal. “Nothing.. much. Just some s**t.” And, then, he went quiet. He didn't know what else to say, so he closed his eyes and leaned back, waiting for the rain to pass.
PostPosted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 10:57 am


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"Ah... that's cool" replied the girl absentmindedly. It wasn't like she would have the mind to think of all that he'd done. But... considering he had been arrested for weed, well... Like Lucas said, she was way too soft when it came to Conor. She should've been sharper, if he had been arrested for drugs, what else had he been up to? But really, did Blaire care? Nah. Leaning on him like this... she missed this. Of course not the hurricane, but those moments with him, when he wasn't teasing her... Some time passed, but the hurricane hadn't. The teenager closed her eyes, and with the mix of being tired, the rain, the cold, and being with the other, sleep began to take over. Besides what else could she do in the ruins... in a hurricane, no less.

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mintysprig
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PostPosted: Mon Nov 15, 2010 5:57 am


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Conor didn't really do much after Blaire spoke, since he wasn't sure what he should say, really. He had used up all of his 'ice breakers' and, with Blaire's last question towards him, he felt kind of.. awkward. What should he say..? If anything? He frowned at himself – he was Conor, damn it, he should know what to say! Like.. like, something ******** cool and about how awesome he is and.. stuff like that.. But, nothing came to mind in that category. Everything that made Conor 'awesome' was.. stuff he didn't want Blaire to know because it really wasn't awesome when it came to her, it was just embarrassing s**t that he should have known better about. That awed him enough to where he continued in that silence, barely noticing Blaire had fallen limp against him into slumber. The hurricane raged on around them, keeping the teen boy up for a while more before he too laid his head back and started to drift off. He was tired with all this thinking bullshit and he was comfortable – somehow warm even with the foul weather. Would Keith – nah. Keith wouldn't mind if he stayed out for longer. Guy was probably still working..

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The hurricane had ended eventually, slowing down to a simple drizzle by the time Conor woke up. He didn't move at first, his arms wrapped tightly around Blaire and his face buried in her hair. Well, ********, he cuddled! So what? This time he could excuse it as using Blaire for w- Holy s**t, wait a second! He was cuddling with Blaire – no, not cuddling, he was using her – oh, ********, was he using her?! Damn it! What the hell happened?! He spent a good few seconds waking up and remembering, though he didn't unwind himself from Blaire. They were both soaked through and through and he knew he was cold as hell, even when he was using the girl for warmth. ..Oh, that's right. Hurricane. Got it. He reluctantly let go of Blaire and stood up carefully. Who the ******** fell asleep during a hurricane..?
PostPosted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 7:53 pm


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That felt kinda nice. Considering all that had been all this time was cold... and more cold, it was nice. Luckily the hurricane ended, finally, because it was torture enough for the teenagers. Blaire woke up just a little bit before Conor stood up. Mostly because the warmth had just left. Though she did feel the arms wrapped around her. Or was it a dream or something? Meh. She glanced up at the boy for a moment, then took a look around. "It's over?" So it had ended. With a small yawn, Blaire stood up as well, stretching a bit afterward. Damn it, they were both soaked. And dirty. And tired. Tthey were in a hurricane, what would you expect? "Ah... Thanks. You know... For getting over here" said the girl. Really, if he hadn't thought of the ruins... it would've sucked even worse.

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mintysprig
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PostPosted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 3:04 am


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Uh, ********, it was.. nothing..” Well, there went the calm. Conor had woke up completely by the time he heard Blaire's voice, some color tinting his face that totally wasn't there. Nope, he was just fine. The usual Conor when it came to being around Blaire. He had his hands in his pockets even though that only made them colder and, on that note, he was pretty.. disappointed. Yeah, that was it. The hurricane had stopped and, sure, the sun felt kind nice, but he was still tired, cold, and dirty, like Blaire. Even with that, though, he didn't mind standing there with her. He looked at the ground again, staring at her shoes idly. He didn't know s**t about shoes, but he figured he may as well stare at the only part of her he didn't feel nervous on. A minute of this uncomfortable silence ticked on by. Did.. did he leave? Like, now? Or.. did he wait with her – or.. ********, if he knew.. He swallowed and raised his eyes to dart right on by Blaire's face and look at the sky for no apparent reason. “S-so..” God damn it, voice, don't ******** crack on him now! “Uh..” And that was the most articulate thing Conor could come up with at that moment. But, really, he just wanted one of them to say something! This was ******** nerve wrecking!
PostPosted: Fri Nov 19, 2010 4:08 pm


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The girl smiled slightly as she watched Conor for a moment. Give her a moment or two... and she finally realized something. "...How long have we been out here?" asked Blaire softly. It wasn't a few minutes... Hell it was already starting to get dark... wait it was dark. "Ellie's gotta be going crazy" she told herself with a slight frown. Blaire glanced up at the sky once more, thinking on something before her gaze came back to Conor's. "...We should... head back..." Sure Blaire managed more words than Conor... but her mind wasn't really helping her. It tended to go blank around him. So yeah, they should, before one of them caught pneumonia or something.

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PostPosted: Fri Nov 19, 2010 6:04 pm


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Ellie? Who the ******** – oh. Wait, yeah, sister. Older sister with a kid. He had almost forgotten about the woman, but, then, he forgot about a lot of s**t around Blaire. He wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing, but he knew he liked h- ..He liked.. being.. uh.. Don't finish that thought. Yeah, he would just let it be. “'Kay, yeah, yeah, we should.. uh, get going.” He agreed, though this was kind of a disappointment.. He didn't want to leave just yet! He could.. hang around her some more, right? Like.. they could talk. Or he could go back to cud- Uh, sle- uh.. Hol- ...Maybe.. maybe it was better if he just left. He didn't move to take his hands out of his pockets, standing there awkwardly for awhile longer. They should be going, right? Yeah, that was the decision! So.. he should just move.. Yeah, not happening. “It was, uh, fun to.. see you.. We could, uh, do this again sometime, yeah? Like, uh, at.. a festival.. or some s**t, I dunno. Keith doesn't.. like you, so, uh, maybe.. not with him.. Uh..” He swallowed and laughed in a strained manner, “So, uh.. bye.
PostPosted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 6:05 pm


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"In a hurricane..." Yeah it was fun."Y-Yeah... We should..." replied the girl awkwardly in return. Oh could you blame her? Lately it had been like this every time she talked to him. She took a nervous breath on that... Hm? Keith didn't like her? Eh. "...Ah... Bye Conor" Blaire said to him with a small smile as she walked over to him. The teenager placed a hand on his arm and squeezed it slightly for a moment. Well a hug or a kiss would've been... very awkward. Yeah... Blaire nodded slightly before letting go of his arm and starting to walk off. She looked back every... few seconds until she was out of sight. Which was quick since she was freezing and it was late.

-Exit Blaire-

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PostPosted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 7:33 pm


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Oh. She was right. In a hurricane? Yeah, real fun, Conor, we should really do this again! He scowled at his own stupidity with that one, but Blaire was already walking off.. or, rather, towards him to.. touch him.. His heart skipped a beat and he nodded fervently, “Y-yeah! ********, uh, bye!” He squeaked – holy s**t, he squeaked. This was the first time his voice had cracked since he was thirteen! He swallowed harshly again and raised his hand to wave her off. ..It took him.. an awful long time to just wave someone off. He stood there doing the same action, feeling something squeeze his gut awkwardly – he felt sick, but not nauseous, and hot, but still cold, and.. and this was all just annoying as ********, but he was being honest. He wanted to see her again, probably under better conditions. He gave a silly quirk of the lips at the last glance she threw back at him, slowly lowering his hand until she was gone completely. He ran a hand through wet hair and looked at the ground. That was.. nice.. ..Uh, so, he should.. probably head back too.. He took a deep, chilly breath and started to walk back into town, eager to get back to the inn and into something dry.

~Exit Conor~
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(From the lake...) Celeste's forehead wrinkled in confusion as Robert said that she had been the guide. Well that was just down right stupid. She had told him multiple times that she had no sense of direction, so they both knew that she had definitely not been the guide. And then it hit her. Robert was a man. Okay, so she had known that, but what she meant was, Robert was a man and therefore didn't like admitting he was lost, or more importantly that he had gotten them lost.

So instead of arguing about who had gotten them lost Celeste had nodded instead, even smiled a little. "That sounds like it should work." She had agreed and had walked along the river, feeling a bit better now that he had agreed to stop searching for those things. Of course, what they seemed to have found was not a current town. "Well, we found civilization... problem is... I don't think there have been people living here for quite some time..." She said jokingly.


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PostPosted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 8:22 pm


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As we walked down the River Stream, I couldn't help but think about everything that had happen to me and Celest. Meet in strange condition, get wrapped up in a mystery, had a small fight... if novels and police television had though me anything, it was that me and her would be having sex very soon. She was attractive, I had to admit that, but I didn't felt right sleeping with her yet. Our life hadn't been in mortal danger and neither of us were currently drunk. It would just be weird. Yet, that was usually how things turned out between the main male and female lead. It was destiny. Thankfully, I had condoms in my wallet. It was part of the detective kit. Swiss knife, flashlight, gun, condom. Yeah, sounded about right. "Indeed.... What do you think was here? This seems like some sort of mansion... with... a shrine in the middle, please don't kill me." My flashlight had ended on the little shrine in the middle of the building. Had I said that our lives hadn't been in mortal danger? Well, mine sure was now. At least I could swim if Celest pushed me down the river...
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