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 Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 7:58 pm
 Sitting on a boulder, Ben throws rocks at the tree trunk. He really wish there was something more interesting to do.
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 8:18 pm
 Janan wanders through the forest, until she hears the sound of "thunk, thunk". Following the sound, she comes onto a rocky clearing. She has wandered in behind Ben, so he can't see her, although he may hear her. She grins mischievously and looks around, plotting as she comes nearer.
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 8:24 pm
Ben continued throwing rocks and begin grumbling to himself, not even a bug or bird was around for him to throw rocks at. Of course all the noise probably scared anything that was around away.
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 8:29 pm
A pinecone came sailing through the air to peg Ben in the back of the head. Another follows close behind, just enough time between them that he might be able to dodge, if he's fast.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 12:39 am
Ben felt something hit the back of his head, and turn to see what it was. The second pine cone hit him in the forehead, He stared at the female who must have thrown them. She was cute and he wasn't too upset, mostly just wishing he had gotten to throw the pine cones first, "Good aim, what's your name?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 1:47 am
She smirked back at him. "Janan. What's yours." She tossed another pine cone into the air a couple times, then apparently decided not to chuck it at him. After all, now that he was ready, he'd probably dodge it. Or throw it back. Definitely time to come up with something else.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 2:07 am
Ben stood up, with this female it was probably best to be on his feet. "Mine's Ben. Beside throwing pine cones at unsuspecting people what do you like doing in your spare time?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 11:31 am
((Why'd you have to have him ask a hard question? xd ))
"Causing havoc and mayhem? Whatever comes to mind, generally. What about you?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 5:09 pm
((You're right that is a hard question))
Ben smiled his evil grin, which brought a sparkler to his eye. " Tormenting and terrorizing with some mayhem and havoc thrown in for good measure. Maybe we should see if we can cause some mayhem?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 9:37 pm
She laughed, and anyone listening would probably not find it pleasant to hear. "That sounds like you have a plan. Spill, neon-boy." A matching glint appeared in her own eyes.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 10:07 pm
Ben growled alittle at the nickname, "Well, we could go over to the pond and terrorize the fishes and anyone who might be fishing. And with these pine cones it would be even more fun."
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 11:28 pm
((Haha, I'm such a goody-two-shoes, I'm having to ask my brother for suggestions on possible mischief. His suggestions: stink bombs))
"I think I can run with that." Her grin showed a bit of fang. "And there a bunch of little kids who play in the park nearby. Maybe afterwards we can go have some more fun there."
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 11:38 pm
((that's a great idea. I wouldn't have thought of stink bombs))
Ben chuckled evilly, this was a girl as bad as himself. "Sounds like a wonderful afternoon or at least it will be for us. Let us be off to the pond, we can pick up any pine cones we see along the way." He picked up the two, Janan had thrown at him. And started off toward the pond.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 11:59 pm
Janan followed, picking up pine cones and small-ish rocks as she went. As they came near the pond, she sped up, tweaking Ben's ear as she caught up to him and then passing him, so that she got first view of their new targets.
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 1:13 am
Ben stopped right beside her, decide to give her the first chance to throw. Two faekats sit by the pond with fishing poles and lines in the water. He tapped her shoulder alittle and pointed at the one, he wanted to throw his pine cone and water balloons at.
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