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 Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 4:18 pm
 { // Cameron Riley Jones ♥
The Cheshire Cat. “My dreams?” Cameron scoffed. “As if. Maybe you lay awake at night thinking about your erotic fantasies of me, but I can assure you it's not the other way around,” he stated bluntly, waving off any underlying accusations that he did such. Raunchy as he was, sex was by no means on his mind constantly, shocking as that may seem. He'd say that he had a pretty firm grasp on controlling his hormones, taking into account the philosophy he'd been living by up until his freshman year. After having sobered up and getting his act together, he found that he was a romancer, if anything, and thus set his morals accordingly.
So far, so good. Due to the new lifestyle he'd adopted, his thinking process had shifted dramatically, thereby leaving his dreams stripped of that particular subject matter and rendering his nights dull in that department. But it was just as well, however, as he oddly derived more enjoyment from reading fictional nonsense that was sappier than pancakes drenched in syrup (which, coincidentally, was the way he liked his best) than he ever did from the act intended for the use of reproduction.
“We'll see,” he snorted, his smirk returning. “Miracles are as rare an occurrence as breathing.”
At this, Scarlet's curiosity could no longer be contained; she had tried her best to be a good girl and keep the whirlwind of questions running through her head to herself so as to not interrupt them, but she just couldn't help herself.
“What are you talking about...?” she piped up, alternately gazing expectantly at the two until Cam, who had obviously put a great amount of contemplation into his answer, replied, “Makin' babies,”
She gaped at him, her eyes round in shock, and for a moment he was worried that he'd corrupted her, his expression faltering. Though, it was soon forgotten, because as soon as she'd been stunned into silence she had just as quickly begun gushing over them.
“Oh, Kitty, you and Chessy would have the absolute c-u-u-u-test kittens!” she cooed in a half teasing manner, smiling over at Lilith. Cameron rose an eyebrow, his smirk back in place, but he didn't say anything regarding her observation; he was much too preoccupied with preventing himself from laughing himself into a fit to do such, a chortle or two managing to escape despite his effort.
With that, he turned his attention back to Lilith, continuing as if Scarlet hadn't said anything; though, he did appear more amused than he had beforehand.
“Oh, pardon me, I didn't think I'd have to actually spell it out for you – I thought you'd figure it out by yourself, what with your uncanny ability to wield semantics as well as you do,” he quipped, “Perhaps sadomasochism would better suit you?” he specified with a grin, and added with a wink, “I'd let you kill me nine times over.”
Scarlet opened her mouth to interject another inquiry, however Cam cut her off before she could voice it with, “No, you don't want to know,”
Her face fell at this, her mouth closing in defeat only to open again a moment later, to which he shot her a look and once again interrupted her. “Really, don't worry your pretty little head over it, because it doesn't apply to young ladies such as yourself,” he made an attempt at referring to her as a more agreeable term, and she seemed to take a liking to it, as she kept her mouth shut afterward, figuring she'd find out for herself later on.
Oh, sigh. He'd been caught on yet another technicality. Really, he should know better, as this was all very tedious.
“I'm afraid I can't always give you my undivided attention, Red, though you know I wish I could,” he drawled with a smirk. “However, you can still hear my incredibly seductive voice even when I'm holding a conversation with someone other than yourself, can't you?”
Her persistence really could be quite bothersome at times he thought with a disdainful snort, deciding he may as well tell the truth now that he'd been cornered, and his only ways out were to look like a coward, blatantly lie, or be honest.
“Sure,” he said with a shrug, looking off to the side as he did. “But I'm sure that I'll only be able to do that in my dreams too, huh?” he snickered, returning his sights back to her. His laughter was only spurred further by the red tint that Scarlet's comment had given to the Queen's complexion, never mind the teacher; this was Principles of Nonsense, after all.
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 4:55 pm
Now
Got your tummy all in knots
No way
I don’t need no pillow talk
No, no
You’re gonna need a new compass
To follow me now I’m gone
Hey
Tell me are you in or are you out
Give you something to talk about
On the edge of doubt
 Lilith Cosette Petran The Red Queen Lilith had told Cam before that she usually had trouble falling asleep at night, often lying awake for hours before she drifted off to dreamland. However, she never thought he would misconstrue that fact for his benefit. She gave him a look that simply read 'you're crazy', for, technically, he was.
"Erotic fantasies of you? Please, don't flatter yourself. My mind has better things to think upon...." She stated dismissively. Though, at his next statement, Lovey Lil decided she'd try to put in her two cent's on the matter, but Logical Lil cold cocked her into silence. No, the time for her emotions to present themselves was not now.
Ah, there went Q&A again. Scarlet couldn't contain herself any longer. As a result, she asked a particularly vague question. And, by vague, it meant that it had many possible explanations. While Lil racked her brain for a suitable answer, Cam beat her to it. Babies? Really, Cam, no need to confuse the girl more.
That sent Scarlet gaping one moment to complimenting/teasing the next. As a response, Lil raised an eyebrow and had to decide whether or not it would be better to blush or laugh. She went with laughing because at least that would make it seem like she thought it was insane. Plus, she was trying to ignore the fact she was called Kitty.
Ah, there he went trying to correct her again. "Really? My bad. I was trying not to assume that you meant anything other than what you said. After all...assuming makes an a** out of you and me...and you really do a good enough job of that on your own...." She countered. "You'd really let me kill you nine times over? Hmm...I'll have to remember that...Thanks!"
Though, Lil had to note how cute Scarlet's curiosity was at the moment. Honestly, she thought the girl might protest at Cam's comment about it not 'applying to young ladies such as yourself'. Mainly her reasoning was due to the fact that Scarlet knew that both she and Lil were the same age, so if Lil knew, that perhaps she herself should know. However, Cam had managed to silence her interrogation.
"My dear Cam, you know hearing your voice directed at someone else isn't the same as it being directed at me...It's just not as satisfying..." She noted with a bright smirk. A moment later, she was thrown for a bit of a loop. He actually responded positively to her question about him wanting to kiss her again. A bit of her shock must have shown through on her face. "Hmm....With that attitude, maybe...I personally thought you weren't one to give up on what you wanted...."
The teacher had given up trying to call their attention. At least it seemed to him that they were talking nonsense. Might as well let them continue..
Make you fall like domino
Oh baby boy
Make you fall like domino
You don’t have a choice
From LA to New York
I don’t want a trail of hearts
Play you like a game tonight
Watch you fall down, down, down just like…
Dominos
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 6:42 pm
 R Y A N 0000 D .00000 L A P P E T0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000A P O L L O
Ryan nodded at his friend's request for a shirt and took off down the hall way. he would have left the guy his sweater but Marty was a couple sizes bigger then a small. And he didn't want to make the guy feel bad for messing up his sweater. The redhead arrived in the boy's dorms and was a bit confused to see that Ayden's room was empty... the door was open and a sad Pan was sitting on the bare mattress.
Ryan bit his bottom lip before knocking lightly on the door. He looked at Pan who shot him a glare... a very scary glare and the redhead immediately stepped back and continued on his way to Marty's room. He found the door unlocked as usual and rummaged though the boy's closet to find a nice brown long sleeve Cotton shirt. He folded it over his arm and quickly walked back to the nurse's office where he found that someone had taken the bandage off of Marty's face! What if he got an infection? What if he got hepatitis C! The boy gasped and hurried to his friend's side.
"No-no. You need to keep it covered more! If you get infected then you'll loose you're sight in this eye and never have depth perception again."
Ryan placed the shirt beside the boy and reached for the roll of gauze on the side table. He was shaking just a little and having trouble treating the amount he needed from the roll. He was worried about his friend is all and the bandages helped him feel like he was helping. Seeing the boy with just an eye patch made him feel like he was useless and of no help at all.
"Marty you need to keep it well covered and warm and tightly secure to minimize scaring."
He tied to push the boy back down on the table so that he could get at his face with the tape and gauze.
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 7:50 pm
 ooooooooooooo M a r t i n
oooooooooooooooooooooooooo C h e v a l i e r Martin chuckled at Andee's statement. "I guess you would know best." He didn't know of any tale that had pirates other than Peter Pan's story. He stared as the blond grabbed random tools out of her bag. Okay so he knew she did metalwork, but really? Did she just carry all her stuff with her? Then she'd gotten the pair of scissors and before he could tense and push the girl away, she'd cut a strip of bandage and started unwrapping it. Oh. She was getting the stuff off him. Great!
"Oh you have no idea how nice this is," he replied. He honestly liked being able to hear with both ears. "So what's with all the tools?" It seemed a bit excessive to carry with her. "Working on a project right now or something?"
He sat cross-legged on the table and waited for her reply. Did he forget to mention how nice it was to use an eye patch? Eye patches were awesome. Even Marty liked them (though that was because of the anime crap he watched). Best of all, this would make him look more awesome and he had a legitimate reason to wear it (no teacher would tell him to take it off for a while).
Ryan soon came back with a brown shirt and then started worrying like a mother hen. And dude, he did not need a mother hen. "Hey man. I'm okay with just this. It's covering my eye completely. I promise I'm not gonna get it infected." He bit the inside of his cheek when Ryan reached for the gauze. The god didn't really think he was going to --yep, the redhead was wanting to rewrap the eye. "Seriously, it's okay. It's covered and I'm not gonna lose my sight or whatever." Martin had dealt with worse; what was one more scar to him?
Though Ryan tried to push him to lay down on the table, Martin would have none of it. "You're a good friend, but did anyone ever tell you that you worry too much? I'm. Fine." He did not sound threatening in his final words, but he did sound firm in his decision. "Thanks for the shirt." He snatched the shirt off Ryan's arm and crossed his arms. "Now would you mind if I change on my own? I'm not really in the mood to flash you or Andee." He didn't want to show off his scars to either of them and deal with those particular questions.
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 8:23 pm
ooooooooooooo S i e r r a
oooooooooooooooooooooooooo V a n T a s s e l l Sierra snorted. "Stereotypical? Not so much when you really are an optimist." It was true; Bianca had always tried to believe the best in people and think happy thoughts. Of course, the times she had chosen the pessimistic route, Sierra had never been around because Bianca would go running to Ayden (who was now gone). Or Polly. Stupid Polly (which Sierra was going to have to learn to ignore if she planned on hanging out with Bianca). Well, at least Bianca had Schraeder...and maybe Sierra could have a little more sway if she played her cards right with Bianca.
As for Sierra's narcissism, that was debatable. She knew she was intelligent, oozed confident, and (potentially) pretty. Sierra was amazing and she never let anyone tell her differently. However, the Wicked Queen hadn't known how much of that she truly believed and how much she wished was true. But an argument for another time - right now, Bianca. "Well, we'll work on figuring out what happened to him. It shouldn't be too hard to find out between the two of us." Three if she got Randy involved.
She'd already stood up to get the tissue for Bianca and handed her the box when Bianca added her final words. "It is of little consequence. Please use them to your heart's content." As she sat back on the bed, she said, "ah. I'd almost forgotten, the teacher has given us a second chance on the lab. We can go back after school to complete the assignment. He understood that the news was a little difficult for us to hear." She was proud she hadn't sounded bitter. "Perhaps after the lab we can ask the teacher for the reason of Ayden's disappearance. The note he was given might have contained that information."
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 8:33 pm
See, I know she loves you
I understand
I probably be just as crazy about you
If you were my own man
Maybe next lifetime
Possibly
Until then old friend
Your secret is safe with me
 Andromeda Fae Bearie Tinkerbell Andee was glad that Ryan hadn't been there to protest against her removing all the unnecessary gauze. She wasn't trying to be pretentious or anything, she just knew that bandaging half of his head when the portion of it that was wounded was small was crazy. And, Andee knew about crazy. The Cheshire Cat was her best friend, after all.
"I probably wouldn't know best about pirates, but I know a bit.." She stated with a shrug. With that said, she zipped up her compartment that held her tools in her purse. She smiled once she knew that she had helped him. Oh, the tools. " It was no problem....and I tend to keep a few tools on hand just in case I might need them....And, there's really only one big project on my agenda right now, but you already know about it..." She stated that last part, being rather vague about it.
Andee knew that he would know that she was referring to the replacement boots for Sierra. Yes, that was really the only project she had planned. Shop class was pretty laid back at the moment. No, most of the major projects came at the end of the year for their exams. They pretty much had free reign with what they wanted to do after their lessons of the day.
Out of practically nowhere, Ryan returned and began fussing over Martin. Seriously dude? "Ryan, the injury is covered up just fine...He doesn't need five pounds of cotton weighing down his head and covering his ear. That in itself might mess with his balance...you know, which is controlled by the cerebellum..." Well, probably not that much, but whatever. She was trying to get a point across. He'd probably correct her, but she really didn't care.
So, being the mischievous fairy that she was, she went up and snatched the gauze and tape out of Ryan's hands before he could set to work mummifying Martin once again. It seemed as if Martin wouldn't have any of that either. Now, since he stated that he needed to change, Andee grabbed Ryan by the back of the shirt and pulled him out of the way so she could close the curtain around the bed. "The man wants to change in peace...I say, let's let him..." She really wasn't trying to be mean to the kid, but some people just didn't get it unless you were painfully blunt. Ryan seemed like one of those people.
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?
Don't cha, don't cha?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was wrong like me?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me?
Don't cha, don't cha?
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 9:00 pm
You say that I'm messing with your head
Boy, I like messing in your bed
Yeah, I am messing with your head
When I'm messing with you in bed
All my life I've been good, but now
I, I, I, am thinking what the hell
All I want is to mess around
❅Bianca❅Aneira❅VonStumph❅
Snow White  "Even optimist's have their pessimistic days...." Bianca pointed out with a small smile. At the current moment, she felt a bit awkward just standing there. So, to ease that awkwardness, she leaned up against Sierra's desk, making sure not to move anything as she did so. Ah, that was better.
"I don't know if it will be that easy, Sierra....You know how tight lipped the teachers can be about things around here...." It was true. They didn't like to bring up the negative aspects of the Academy if they could avoid it. No, they wanted things to seem all sunshine and roses. Bianca hated roses. Needless to say, she knew somewhat that the Academy had a darker side, she'd just never really been exposed to it herself.
Bianca took the box from Sierra, not wanting to seem unappreciative. "Thanks..." She took one tissue out and dabbed at her eyes, hoping she wasn't smearing the little makeup she wore. Actually, she could have cared less if it was smeared as long as she was getting it off now.
"Oh...Alright...I really am sorry, you know...." She blushed a little, embarrassed and a tad bit ashamed. "I'm pretty sure it won't take us too long, it seemed simple enough..." Ah, that was an idea, asking the teacher about Ayden. "Well, I don't think we'd get much out of him. I think it would be best to swipe the note.." And that was out of character. Good little Snow White suggesting they steal? Unheard of!
Who cares?
And I, I, I don't really care about
If you love me
If you hate me
You can't save me
Baby, baby
All my life I've been good, but now
Whoooooooa what the hell!
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 11:36 am
R Y A N 0000 D .00000 L A P P E T0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000A P O L L O
Ryan took a step back when Marty got all firm and tough about not having his face covered any more then an eye patch... When he asked for some privacy the Red head took another couple steps back as Andee snatched the gauze from his hands and grabbed him by his shirt, dragging him back a few more feet. The fairy was getting on his nerves... Normally he could handle stupidity... He could handle it when it wasn't affecting him or Marty to much... He could handle it when he was getting picked on but Andee just... She annoyed the s**t out of him! She was making Marty think it was okay to not do everything he could to take care of himself, she was interfering and she was being rude. With the addition of her trying to be smart or something at him he kind of lost it...
"It's not the cerebellum... The cerebellum is the part of your brain that coordinates movements of voluntary muscles... It's located at the base of the skull... Covering Marty's ear will do nothing to his balance it will simply keep his wound tightly wrapped and warmer then it is now and the warmer and better it is wrapped the less scaring it wall have and the quicker it will heal. Having it just under an eye patch will leave him with a huge scar on his face and it will take twice as long to heal. You're ignorance on this subject is as vast as you're knowledge of Metal working theory. So stop interfering...."
Ryan never raised his voice, he never touched the girl or threatened her in any way but this was his version of confrontation. He would tell her exactly what he thought and he would hope she understood enough to leave. He lowered his voice a lot more fore the next statement though.
"Marty already has quite a few scars and having one on his face where he can't hide it is going to hurt him more then the original cut did. When he gets back to his old self again he'll be disappointed in me for not doing everything I could."
Ryan took a breath and folded his arms over his chest, looking down at the ground... Now he had to teach her something she could use.
"When you said that putting something over his ear would offset his balance you were probably thinking about how the cerebellum adjusts speed, force, and other factors involved in movement and it interprets signals from the inner ear to readjust the speed at which it must respond to the ear. Covering it how ever will have no affect."
The god rubbed the side of his face before pushing his glasses further up the bridge of his pale nose. He hoped that the fairy would just leave, so that he could talk Marty into letting him fix his bandages and then he could take him back to his room.
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 1:26 pm
See, I know she loves you
I understand
I probably be just as crazy about you
If you were my own man
Maybe next lifetime
Possibly
Until then old friend
Your secret is safe with me
Andromeda Fae Bearie Tinkerbell Andee seriously wanted to smack the redhead. He had no right to try and tell her what to do. Stop interfering? Like hell she would. "I knew you needed glasses for a reason, but your prescription must be invalid. If you'd use those eyes of yours, you'd notice that his injury is still bandaged up. All nice and tight and warm like you'd want it. It's just not covering half of his cranium..dumbass...." She glared at Ryan. She wasn't stupid. No, she knew to leave the wound bandaged up.
Apparently he was too worried to realize that what needed to be done was accomplished with less waste of materials. No, the girl really didn't want to be mean to Martin's friend, but the kid seemed to have a one track mind, and didn't like to be contradicted. After all, he was a god, everyone should listen to his wisdom, right? Well, not this fairy. "You're not his mother, brother, or lover, so stop trying to act like it. You've got to learn how to respect someone else's wishes..." Her mind was still stuck on his attempt to insult her.
"AND Metal working theory? THEORY!" Andee's face was a bright crimson at this point. "It's only theory if you don't apply it! The things I can make could put Hephaestus to shame..." She stated proudly. As she was ranting, she didn't realize that she started lifting a few inches off the ground. Yeah, that sometimes happened when she got upset and the person she was upset at was taller than herself. Yes, Ryan was easily over a foot taller than herself, but that didn't matter to her.
"At least I do my title justice...." She pridefully stated under her breath. "And, dude, that is a lame a** excuse. Martin doesn't have a reason to blame you for the cut or the scar, so if he did end up having a bad one, it wouldn't be your fault....No, I just think you want things to go your way...Everyone wasn't meant to appease you...."
Ah, so she was right, he'd try to correct her. She listened, taking that bit of knowledge into account, though he took her meaning differently. "I know you're going to try and correct me on this, but no, I actually wasn't referring to his ear. No, I was referring to the added weight on the back of his skull. Though, I may have been wrong on what I was saying, it would still leave him with a horrible crick in his neck from trying to hold his head up with all the unnecessary added weight. Oh, and I've had a similar injury...He won't have to stay in here all day, he'll be ready to go to class soon...Let him keep the supermexafoxyawesomehot eye patch." She doubted either one would catch the 'Very Potter Musical' reference, but oh well.
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?
Don't cha, don't cha?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was wrong like me?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me?
Don't cha, don't cha?
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 4:33 pm
R Y A N 0000 D .00000 L A P P E T0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000A P O L L O
Ryan took a little step back when the fairy started to float... She got taller and kind of scary. When she said that he wasn't Marty's mother, brother, or lover it did cut just a little. He liked to think that he and Marty were pretty close... Maybe like brothers. Then it occurred to him that she had a crush on Marty... Why else would she be here?
"Wait a second, Wait a hot second! I know what's going on here. You've got a crush! "
Oh and he didn't miss the Starkid quote. And he knew she wouldn't miss his. The redhead pointed at the girl before taking another step back. and trying to talk loud enough for Marty to hear him though the curtain.
"Well let me give you a little advice. Marty is taken... He's taken and not interested. So back off."
The god crossed his arms. He wouldn't say anything about how it wasn't five pounds of cotton, it was like a fourth of a pound at most. He walked back toward the curtain that separated the changing Marty from the rest of the Nurses office.
"Go on, Tell her Marty!"
The boy sounded just a little bit worried. He hoped that hid friend wouldn't suddenly have a change of heart and try and go after the little annoying fairy. Ryan hated her and wasn't entirely sure why... competition of Marty's attention maybe? That was probably it. The god reached for the privacy curtain but asked before even trying to open it.
"May I come in?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 4:17 am
{ // Cameron Riley Jones ♥
The Cheshire Cat. Cameron merely grinned as Lilith regarded him with a look that clearly conveyed that she doubted his sanity was still in tact, for in a sense, it wasn't – he was supposed to carry out the role as a cat who was completely mad, after all, so how could his mental stability be expected to have remained? He never had much to start with, so it wasn't as if he was terribly heartbroken about it. Besides, it wasn't like he was the only crazy one; all the Wonderland kids were a bit...off.
“Oh,” he began doubtfully, arching an eyebrow as he nodded mockingly in agreement that she did, indeed, have far more interesting things to occupy her mind with, “I'm so sure – like thinking up new ways to beat yourself at chess, I presume?” he cocked his head to the side, smirking at her.
While it was no secret that the Red Queen often spent her time in which he was not incessantly pestering her in solitude, and that she played chess by herself, he didn't actually think that was she thought of in her bouts of restlessness, nor did he dare believe that she lay awake thinking about him, of all things (as nice as that would be). No, what was on that brain of hers didn't concern him in any way, and so he was left unable to care enough to pry for what she did think about, but he rather liked poking fun at the possibilities.
“It's a talent, really,” he shrugged with a grin. More like he had it down to a science, really. He was fully aware of the fact that he came off as an arrogant jerk off, and quite frankly, he couldn't care less about how anyone felt about it. He knew it wasn't a pleasant quality to have, but then again, he wasn't here to please anybody either, nor did he intend to; especially when pissing them off was so much more fun.
Actually, maybe offering her to take his life nine different times may not have been such a brilliant idea. Hopefully she wouldn't take the chance when opportunity hit, considering that once would probably do him in for good. He didn't think he had extra lives just because he played a cat, and he didn't want to find out. However, his grin remained despite his concern, replying “Aw, you're welcome, Queenie. Don't use them all at once.” Or at all, if she would be so kind.
He snorted and smirked, shaking his head. “Of course it isn't, darling. But I think you'll live if I don't have my undivided attention given to you for a few minutes.”
His smirk widened as a hint of surprise begun to show in her features. “I'm insulted that you'd even consider that I'd give up that easily, Lili. I tend to stick to my goals, no matter how formidable in nature they may be; I have the bar set up kitten high with you, sweetheart...” he trailed off, his eyes lighting up in amusement.
Scarlet perked up at that notion, giggling. “So, when were you planning on telling me that you and Kitty were together, Cammy?” she asked with a bright smile.
“I wasn't, because we're not,” Cameron snorted, raising an eyebrow at her. She blinked, pursing her lips and glanced to Lilith, looking back to him questioningly.
“Why not?”
“Because she doesn't return my feelings for her,” he sighed dismally despite his smirk. “It's tearing me apart,”
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 8:42 am
Now
Got your tummy all in knots
No way
I don’t need no pillow talk
No, no
You’re gonna need a new compass
To follow me now I’m gone
Hey
Tell me are you in or are you out
Give you something to talk about
On the edge of doubt
Lilith Cosette Petran The Red Queen Witty retort, bravo, Cam, bravo. "If I ever played against myself in Chess, it would end in a stalemate. Duh? I'd see it coming from both sides and would be able to prevent a loss....No, when you see me playing chess on my computer, it' exactly that...against a computer." Sure, on the rare occasion, she'd go online and play a game against someone she'd never met, but still. She wouldn't play herself in chess. That was pointless!
Though, she wasn't a bit surprised that he actually thought, or seemed like he thought, that she played against herself. It was odd, the Wonderland bunch were all odd. However, she hadn't begun to question her sanity 'til recently. Very recently. She supposed it was only a matter of time, but she would have liked to keep a hold of it a bit longer.
"You making an a** out of yourself is a talent? I thought it was merely a personality trait...No, I thought acting was your talent....Well, I can't be right all the time...." She admitted with a half-hearted sigh. "Though, I can say I would miss your assiness if it were to suddenly disappear." At this point, who cared if she was making up words. Principles of Nonsense was a good excuse to do so.
"Oh, don't worry...I might want to kill you sometimes, but that doesn't mean that I want you dead....No, life would be quite dull then...." She noted with a small smile before leaning over to give him a quick peck on the cheek, much in the same fashion he had done the night before. "So, don't worry..."
With that said, she got herself comfortable in her seat once again. Yeah, that was a bit out of character, but whatever. What is done can't be undone. Undivided attention? "Show's how much you are wrong...I feel like I'm dying inside when I'm away from you!" She stated in a melodramatic fashion before bursting out into a small fit of uncontrollable laughter.
Yeah, that probably made her look crazy, but oh well. Though, his next statement quickly shut her up. It also awakened Lovely Lil from her bout of unconsciousness that had been brought on earlier. s**t. Mental battles were so tedious. At the moment, due to the combination of his 'kitten' statement and her inner sparring, she was rendered speechless.
WHAT? No, not again! That was the second time someone had suggested that the two of them were together. First Ryan, now Scarlet. Must that possibility be that obvious? Of course, because it was what part of her wanted desperately. At this point, she didn't even care that Scarlet used that stupid nickname once again. No, that didn't matter.
Then, the girl had to ask why they weren't together and at Cam's response, she could have sworn she felt a stab of pain in her chest. In all actuality, she did return his feelings for her, no matter if those words were said for show or not. No, the only thing that was getting in her way was her fear of failure, her fear of heartbreak. Something, that, Logical Lil brought up every time anything remotely romantic ran across her mind that involved Cam.
Lil reached over, coming out of her daze, and took one of Cam's hands in her own. "Well...." 'I probably shouldn't be saying this' " I do...." 'return those feelings of yours, but I'm going to go and say things this way so that I have an excuse. Even though you'll probably see right through it, I can keep trying to fool myself' "..have a tendency to break hearts...So, it's probably for the best..." She patted the hand she held with her other and put her hand down to rest, not letting go of his hand. 'No, I don't think I could break your heart...I don't want to put you through the same crap I've been through. I want to you to keep that faith in love...' "I don't want to ruin love for you..."
There was bound to be awkwardness to follow that, for it was so off the wall for her, but she had to say it. Even though the internal dialog was the most important stuff, even though he might have just been trying to get a response from her, it had to be done. No, if she were to ever 'kill' him, it would be with what she wouldn't want to do with his heart. She couldn't kill his belief in love, though at times she couldn't understand why he believed. Lil knew the pain that that would bring. No matter how much of an a** he could be, he didn't deserve that. No one did. .
Make you fall like domino
Oh baby boy
Make you fall like domino
You don’t have a choice
From LA to New York
I don’t want a trail of hearts
Play you like a game tonight
Watch you fall down, down, down just like…
Dominos
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 4:32 pm
{ // Cameron Riley Jones ♥
The Cheshire Cat. Cameron shrugged in a 'how-the-hell-was-I-supposed-to-know-that' manner, rolling his eyes. He'd never taken any interest whatsoever in board games of any kind, and thus lacked perhaps even the most remote knowledge pertaining to them. He couldn't be held accountable for the fact that he found chess and any other games of the sort as painfully dull as one may experience if they were a blind man in a stripper club. With this consideration, he decided that she hadn't insulted his intelligence like she may have hoped and took it in stride; he'd just have to refrain from making any further remarks on territory that she was far more familiar with, else he'd get hopelessly lost.
“I have a vast array of talents,” he said with a grin, intertwining his fingers and rested his chin upon them. “Frankly, for all you know, my being an arrogant dickwad could be an act in itself,” he snorted, his eyebrow raising, “which may be why I'm so fantastic at it.”
Actually, after having spoken those words, he realized that they may hold some truth to them; perhaps it really was all one big front he'd fallen into the habit of putting up over the years due to a subconscious insecurity he'd developed.
...Nah. He nearly cracked up laughing again at such a nonsensical thought, brushing it off without a second thought.
“Oh, you needn't worry about such a tragedy occurring. My 'assiness' has taken up permanent residence,” he assured her mockingly, waving away the proposal dismissively with a grin.
“What a relief -” he begun, making to wipe away the imaginary sweat from his forehead, but forced himself to stop in his tracks as she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his cheek, his eyebrows drawing together in befuddlement. He stared at her pensively as she readjusted herself in her seat, his hand making a detour to his cheek for confirmation of her odd act. After a brief moment, his hand fell back to his side and he broke out into a wide grin.
“It's a wonder how you're able to make it through the night without me,” he teased. He regarded her with a strange look as she burst out laughing from her comment, tilting his head to the side, a smile soon spreading across his lips. Her laugh was infectious, and he was rather pleased that she'd begun to do so more often.
However, it appeared that his last retort had left her at a loss of words, and his smile was wiped away in favor of sporting a smug smirk. “Cat got your tongue?” he inquired, feigning ignorance as to the possibilities that statement could imply when he said it, once again directing her words back at her.
He waited patiently for her to shake herself from the stupor she'd fallen into, tapping his fingers against his thigh absently, propping his head up with his hand as he did. Once she came crashing back down from her mental perch in the clouds into reality, she reached over and took his hand in hers. He blinked, looking down at their joined hands before fixing his gaze on her, his eyebrow slowly beginning to arch, signifying his confusion.
Cam could feel his cheeks flushing faintly, his mouth going dry. Damn it! He was blushing. Again. At least before he had just been with Andee – this time not only were there two witnesses, but Lilith was one of them. What he wouldn't give for a lightning bolt to strike him at that very moment; he would rather die than suffer from the torture of embarrassment, no matter how short the duration of time it lasted. There was no way he would be able to play it off, of that he was certain. But it didn't stop him from trying, shifting his gaze to the ground, offering a shaky laugh in a half-hearted response.
“I...you...couldn't ruin love for me,” he stammered out, refusing to look back up at her. Not while he had that blasted pink tint still plastered across his cheeks, at least. Smooth, Cam. You've managed to blow your cover and look like a blithering moron at the same time! He cleared his throat, feeling the heat resonating from his cheeks dissipating, taking a deep breath to collect himself again, though he knew it didn't matter. She'd given him enough rope to hang himself, and he went out of his way of kicking the stool out from under himself after he'd tied the knot around his neck.
He glanced back up at her after regaining a sense of normalcy, stating, “But, I could rebuild it for you.” he smirked impishly, squeezing her hand after she failed to release his.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 5:04 pm
 oooooooooooooP o l l y
oooooooooooooooooooooooooo P e r k i n 0000 P E T E R
00000000000P A N
Peter Pan sat alone in the room that use to be occupied by the boy she trusted most. He was confused and scared and worried and angry all at once. He wanted to do something but didn't know exactly what. Should he confront a teacher? Or see if his room got switched? Or something? A voice deep down inside told him that Ayden was gone. Pan slumped over and curled up on the bare mattress. He started to sniffle as tears dripped down his cheeks. Prince Charming couldn't be gone...
"I'm Sorry."
He whispered thinking that he had never told Ayden just how much he meant to him... How great of a friend he was. How much he cared about the guy. After a few minutes of self pity Pan got up and wiped off his face, ready to do what needed to be done. He had to find out what happened to Ayden... Where they sent him, and then he had to get the boy home. Peter had never felt to driven in his life.
Who would have the knowledge that he needed though? Sierra. She would have a plan. But the girl was probably still pretty angry at him.The girl was friends with Martin after all and she probably thought that the whole thing was his fault, not Martin's. The kid walked slowly down the hall and back to the girl's dorms. He felt bad now for what he had done to the beast too... He didn't mean to hurt him that much... Maybe he should apologize? That would be for the best. The boy turned, doing a 180 and heading for the nurses office.
He found Ryan and Andee there, they were fighting or arguing or something but he didn't see Martin. The boy spoke up from the doorway.
"Hey. Is Marty here?"
He looked down at his feet and put his hands in his back pockets. Not very happy right then... Today was hard.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 5:56 pm
Now
Got your tummy all in knots
No way
I don’t need no pillow talk
No, no
You’re gonna need a new compass
To follow me now I’m gone
Hey
Tell me are you in or are you out
Give you something to talk about
On the edge of doubt
Lilith Cosette Petran The Red Queen Lilith kind of just sat there, completely perplexed. Were her ears functioning correctly? Did she actually just hear what she thought she heard? Lovely Lil was shouting gleefully in her mind and it was a bit hard to tell. No, the stuff about talents and his assiness wasn't really what her brain was focusing on at the moment. She'd assess that later.
No, what was on her mind was his reaction to her words. Yes, the cat may have gotten her tongue earlier, but it was Cam who had it now, in an odd sense. Though, she couldn't be blamed for her silence. It was hard to concentrate with the cacophony that was in her mind. Lovey Lil would not shut her ungodly trap about Cam. Plus, on top of that, Logical Lil was trying to shout over the din to get her point across.
It almost made her want to bang her head against the desk to make them shut up. As it was, she was getting a tad bit of a headache. She knew without a doubt that her cheeks were painted crimson, almost as if Scarlet had mistaken her cheeks for the Queen of Hearts' Roses. There was no use in trying to get the bright blush to recede. It wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.
She glanced over at him, noting a faint receding blush on his cheeks. That in itself shocked her even more, along with his stammering. Could it be possible? He never blushed, that had to be genuine! Oh, Lovey Lil was throughly pleased. Lilith? She didn't know what to say to that. She couldn't ruin love for him? She wasn't too certain of that. She'd done it before and was bound to do it again.
His last statement, well, that was enough to make her want to melt, quite literally. She didn't deserve this, not from him. Not after how mean she had been to him before. Not with how she generally regarded love. Why her of all people? That was yet another mystery to her. Lilith didn't get it at all.
Then again, she'd heard that Love didn't tend to make sense. Love? Logical Lil did her best to stomp that notion out of Lilith's mind as soon as it came into it. However, Lovey Lil was quick to protect it. Maybe, just maybe, what she thought was love all those years wasn't the same. Yes, you could love someone without being in love with them. That must be the difference.
"As wonderful as that sounds...you...you don't...you can't possibly want to do that for me....I..I don't deserve it...I don't deserve you..." She admitted, holding his hand steadfastly. Lil jumped a bit at a loud rumble of thunder that shook the building, but it was nothing compared to the storm waging inside her. If anything, the weather was copying her, for this battle had been coming for awhile. .
Make you fall like domino
Oh baby boy
Make you fall like domino
You don’t have a choice
From LA to New York
I don’t want a trail of hearts
Play you like a game tonight
Watch you fall down, down, down just like…
Dominos
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