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 Posted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 3:46 pm
A sorry sow from Wales? Now there was an insult. Amaya smirked as she watched him. "I've been meaning to ask you, where are you from exactly?" His accent was familiar, though she didn't think it was safe to assume solely by that.
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Posted: Fri Apr 28, 2006 8:45 pm
"Belfast!" Alec breathed during a pause from his incessant bouncing, which had escalated enough to amuse him for the moment. "Northeh'n Ireland!" He made sure to add, assuming Amaya wouldn't know where Belfast was with such little information provided. "Ye?" It had become common practice to deflect a question like that right back to the asker, though he didn't know why. He wasn't that good with remembering details and most of the time he didn't care.
"A' should give 'em a shot o' me bum." He snorted but soon hopped (almost tripped) off the couch to look for something else to do.
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Posted: Fri Apr 28, 2006 8:49 pm
Oooo, Ireland. That sounded like an interesting place to live. A lot more interesting then from where the iguana came from. "Pennsylvania." She then added. "It's in the United States, to the Northeast."
Then a brow raised at the bum comment. Omg that would be hillarious. She snickered.
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 6:48 pm
Soon the punk teen was wandering past the bookshelves that lined the room, scanning the titles on the bindings for interesting words with little interest. "Tha' righ'?" He responded blandly, thumbing each volume as he passed it by. "Ye don' seem Yankish t'me. More like... a' d'neh. Swedish." This of course, was based on an opinion divised from little fact or knowledge of geography or other cultures, not that he cared.
Finally Alec paused and turned to slump his back against the end of the long bookshelf, folding his arms in defeat at finding nothing else to do to occupy his time.
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 6:52 pm
"Swedish?" Amaya raised a brow, having thought her accent would be one of the worst on the island. "Nope, I'm a yankee." She smirked, though was starting to feel the tempature outside decline... of course, the air conditioning in the room didn't help at all. Damnit.
"So are you feeling better?" The girl walked over to him. She'd try and ignore the sluggish feeling for now.
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 7:13 pm
Alec paused for a moment, letting the question linger for a second before nodding a response. "Ye actually." He continued to nod as if he needed to convince both Amaya and himself. "Ye, I do." The teen grinned, realizing he was much calmer than when he had entered the room. "Thanks." He would've ellaborated more on how grateful he was for her concern, though he just wasn't that kind of guy.
"A' should get back. Need t'bang some drooms." He snickered playfully, flexing his fingers. "See ye around aye? Stay hot!" He nudged her shoulder and turned to leave for his duplex.
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 7:15 pm
"That's good. I should head back too." Amaya watched as he left, waving her long fingers. "I'll see ya around!"
She tried not to flinch at the 'stay hot' comment... and was thankful she couldn't blush anymore.
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