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 Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 8:47 am
He snorted. "Its a bar of chocolate. With mint s**t in it." He held up the wrapped item to demonstrate but refused to offer it to her for her to have a closer look, he wasn't about to invite her to get any more comfortable around him, still held on edge by her just being there, goddamn these Americans had no idea how personal space worked. You didn't just walk over to someone, sit down and start on the ******** invasive questions. He was used to people giving him a wide berth, just how he liked it.
"Probably something you don't get this end of the world. You guys don't even have any ******** Irn-Bru" Giving up Irn Bru was proving almost as difficult as giving up alcohol. He didn't even want to think about never having another donner kebab or chicken tandoori, but he'd be damn well fighting to save them, you had to protect the things that mattered.
He tried to subtly edge away from her, trying to disguise it as a fidget.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 8:53 am
She leaaaaaaaaaaned in a bit. Picking up on his awkward attempts at scooting away.
"May I have a piece?" She asked while leaning in even further to point at his aero.
"and what's an Irn bru?" She added while still leaning into his space. Testing him at every opportunity.
This was so much fun. Apparently he had a little problem with personal space and she was all too glad to abuse it.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 9:00 am
Rep got two hundred percent more uncomfortable the nearer she moved to him. Anyone else he'd have told to ******** off and get their own chocolate but right about now it seemed like the best way to get her to move away from him long enough to get him out of freewheeling panic. He broke a square off the bar and held it out to her irritably. "Here now ******** off."
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 9:08 am
She popped the piece in her mouth and let it just.. melt.. with a hummm. It was good, but not THAT good. No. She was just toying with him. His request going unheeded.
You should be careful.
She knew. She knew. She just had no reason to care right now. Simply poking and jabbing his barriers to see how long it'd take for him to flee.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 9:14 am
Rin at least was having the desired effect on Rep, the man was used to people keep their distance and shoving them further back with insults, he wasn't used to a woman who hadn't had anything to drink, creeping up on him. It made his skin crawl and made him utterly and totally uncomfortable, instincts that he didn't approve of tended to come into play and whenever they did it always landed him in trouble. Besides, it didn't help that the last time he'd gotten distracted like this had ended in searing agony of the worst kind.
Nope, he was getting away. He couldn't take it. "Will you ******** stop CRAWLING all over me?" he wriggled out of the chair and limped over to another one, this time only small enough for one person, putting a good bit of distance between her and him, as soon as he was back in his own personal space bubble seeming to relax a bit again and resume his dominant posturing.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 9:32 am
Rin sprawled all over the empty space Rep left in his wake. She was victorious and she knew it. Claiming her prize with a lazy smirk directed at him.
"So. Irn bru?" She asked again. Acting as if she hadn't noticed anything.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 9:41 am
Rep glared at her from his chair, trying to convey through a simple look the sheer weight of loathing he felt towards her, it wasn't entirely effective, came off as just a glare.
"Its a ******** drink okay? A Scottish one, a fizzy orange drink that tastes like heaven. I miss it already, I don't want to talk about it right?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 9:56 am
"You do know we could just grab some the next time we go on a mission to that... area right?" She perked a brow at him. She was amused how fast he went from defensive to aggressive with a bit of space. Now this was interesting.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 10:00 am
"I doubt we'll ever have any missions there, Scotland's in the arse end of nowhere. I doubt it'll be of any importance to any mission there is. So likewise I doubt I'll be seeing Irn-Bru again anytime soon."
He snorted irritably again. "You are a really nosy b***h you know. I've not asked you five hundred questions."
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 10:23 am
Oh well, now he had her full attention again. She was up and she was approaching. Smirk on her face as she tried to sit on the arm of his chair.
"Oh, but I only asked you two things so farrr~ only four-hundred and ninety-eight to go, hmm?" She winked at him. She ACTUALLY winked at him.
You should quit while you're ahead.
Byr went unheeded.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 10:27 am
Rep could only be pushed so far before he decided it wasn't for him at all, Rin sitting on the armrest was far too close and familiar for him, too uncomfortable and intolerable. "Listen I know I'm irresistable and s**t but I'm not interested." he snarled as he wriggled off the chair in distaste.
"Save your questions for someone who gives a ******** about them. I'm not interested in whores"
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 10:36 am
"Whore?" She questioned.
"You say that as though you could pay me enough." She paused while eyeing him over.
"You couldn't." She smirked.
This was very true at least. There's no way in hell she'd let him touch her.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 10:39 am
Rep shuddered. "The only way I'd pay you would be to make you go away alright? Because wow. You creep me the hell out."
He edged away a bit. "I'm out of here. You might want to clean up your ******** mug."
And with that he turned on his heels and limped off, back in the direction of his dorms.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 10:48 am
Rin smirked and wiggled her fingers in a wave.
"Toodles~" She cooed watching him go.
She still couldn't believe that worked. This information was to be registered under '******** yes' and 'be sure to do that again'.
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