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 Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2005 4:16 am
You know, maybe I should apologize about the pan thing... but not until he apologizes to Chiku about that fight. - He said, scratching his head, and being careful of not touching Seori's burned parts. Not that he would touch them, seeing as they all coincidentally were the "priviledge" parts, as he called them.
He couldn't stop taking subtle glances, though, no matter how hard he tried. To distract himself, he just changed the subject just a tiny bit.
Well, knowing Chiku, she could only be in one of three places. She came from the library before the fight, so that's that. The only other places are her room and the roof. Seeing as you're not quite fight to climb just yet, let's go to her room first, shall we?
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 2:06 pm
Seori couldn't help but smile to herself at Vyce's attempts at subtle glances.
" That sounds like a good idea. Most of my things are in her room, so I'll be able to throw something on. "
She slid her lacy bra straps off her shoulders and let them dangle at the sides of her arms. She kept the rest on, for the most part, after noticing Vyce's subtle glances turning into longer and longer looks.
" My bra's been cutting into my burns, but I didn't think it appropriate to whip it off in the middle of the kitchen. "
She couldn't help conspicuously covering her mouth and giggling as she looked at Vyce.
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 11:30 am
After having a good smoke, Kuro traipsed back to the house for his morning tea. Seeing that the water in the teapot was still somewhat warm, he poured it into a cup, adding some leaves that he produced from a bag in his pocket. Just after he took the leaves out, someone came into the kitchen again. He smiled charmingly.
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2005 8:50 pm
*walks in, looking tired, still in her pajamas, she sat at the table, lying her head down lazily, she let out a semi-depressed sigh*
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2005 3:17 pm
Rustique walked in, sniffing. She smelled something, and damn, it smelled good. "Ohayou gozaimasu, guten morgen, buenos dias, good morning everyone!" She said cheerfully. She was quite the morning person, which she was proud to say annoyed the s**t out of everyone around her who wasn't. Of course, being her, she didn't get annoyed when others annoyed her, or at least didn't show it, a tactic she had devised with her older sister when her older sister Taryn wanted to make her angry when she was angry at Rustique.
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Posted: Sun Dec 25, 2005 6:07 pm
"Hello, my lovely lady," Kuro smiled at his most charming. He chose to leave the one lying on the table alone, as she looked rather tired.
"How have you been?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 25, 2005 8:20 pm
"Mmm, I've been better," Rustique said, "But then again, I usually am in quite a cheery mood until a pickup artist tries to go after me." She said this with a hint of sarcasm in her voice. She started making some toast for herself, humming a happy tune.
((AHH! I'VE BECOME ADDICTED TO MYSPACE!!! *dies*))
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Posted: Mon Dec 26, 2005 7:11 am
He laughed.
"Pick-up artist? Oh, no, no. That isn't me at all." He laughed again and smirked slightly.
"Besides, women aren't really my thing, my dear, no matter how lovely they are."
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 7:37 pm
"Are you gay?" Rustique asked, looking up at him curiously. Of course he was a pick-up artist. If he wasn't, then what was he, a gay man who liked to flirt? Either way...
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 11:46 am
"By some standards. But, either way, I love to see the beauty in everyone, and tell each person of it." He looked far away as he took a sip of his tea.
"You really do have the most stunning eyes, though." He blushed slightly. "Not meaning to seem as sexual as I might. I apologize if I've made this awkward."
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 6:59 pm
Rustique smiled. "By most standards, I don't know the meaning of 'awkward' and just when I've made things so, so don't worry." She looked in the refridgerator. "Food!" She said, smiling. She took out some eggs and a pan and cracked the eggs in the pan, taking out a spatula and getting some cheese. She was going to make an omelet.
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2006 6:50 am
"That's good..." he mused. He continued to sip his tea as he stared into space. He thought of nothing.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 4:07 pm
Rustique started her omelet making. She mixed it, then let it lay flat. She let it cook a bit before adding the cheese. She added the cheese, flipping one side over the other and letting the cheese melt. A perfect omelet, or close to one anyway. She put it on a plate, getting out some milk and a glass. She had been making toast, which had come out of the toaster. She buttered the toast and sat down near Kuro. She started eating her food.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 12:08 pm
Kuro took another sip from his tea.
"So, where are you from?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2006 12:40 pm
"Small town in Washington, you?" She replied.
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