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 Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 1:55 pm
Lark liked critter. It was a cool way to talk to people, and it happened real time - and it was more like a chat than anything, which made it nicer than groanspring had ever been.
However.
Roch.
She marked all the way to his dorm from hers (which didn't take real long) and knocked twice.
Hard.
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 1:59 pm
The door opened, revealing a shirtless punk who hadn't even bothered to gel his hair, so it was flopping down in his face. He yawned. "Sup?" he asked, grinning. "Decide t'take me up on the offer?"
He really WAS asking for it.
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 2:21 pm
Lark immediately sent her fist hurtling towards his .. naked .. abdomen.
Oh dear.
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 2:24 pm
He grunted as he was punched, figuring he deserved that, then grinned, grabbing for her waist. "Y'can see," he told her cheerfully (if a bit breathlessly) "that I am innocently NOT hittin' y'back!" He then attempted to pick her up in a hug. "Y'wanna do somethin' t'day?" he asked shamelessly. "I was gonna spend it givin' JD s**t an' hittin' on ghouls on critter, but since y'came all this way, let's go party!"
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 2:30 pm
"I'm busy tryin' t'be mad at yer stupid head at th'moment, Roch," Lark groused, attempting to cross her arms over her chest while in the throes of a hug. "I know what yer up to."
She lifted her chin and gave him a look. It was one that said and you are up to no good.
"Where y'gonna find a party jest outta th'blue, Roch?"
Yes she was still mad at you, mister.
Kind of.
And making every attempt not to stare at that bare chest.
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 2:32 pm
"Screech, ain't y'figured it out yet? I AM the party," he said evilly--then put her down. "Just lemme go shave an' fix my hair, an' I'm good t'go!" he added, heading for the bathroom. "Don't go lookin' for my porn or somethin--you're too young for that s**t!"
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 2:36 pm
Lark snorted so loudly that it felt like she knocked something loose in her head. At the talk of porn, a blush immediately rose on her cheeks, and she gave Roch the grumpiest look of all time.
"Yer trouble is what y'are," she called after him.
And then she started poking around his room.
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 2:39 pm
There was the sound of water from the bathroom in reply, and sadly, no matter how she looked, she couldn't find the aforementioned porn. Roch seemed extremely good at hiding it. Then again, his bed was pretty obvious to see under, so that was out.
He came out a few moments later, his hair standing straight up, and headed for a bag in the corner to pull out a vest and sniff it. "Eh, clean enough," he said as he turned to her. "Y'ready?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 2:42 pm
Lark watched Roch sniff the shirt, her nose wrinkling as she watched.
"Y'know, s'ok t'wash yer clothes, Roch," she grunted. She was trying to be sour at him but it wasn't working real well.
"W'gonna ride yer bike?"
She might've looked a little hopeful.
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 2:47 pm
He shrugged. "I get them washed once a week or so," he said as he stood and pulled the vest on. "An' yeah, we can take the bike. I know a place outside town where I can let y'try it, if y'want," he said temptingly--he knew she was trying to be pissed, he just wasn't nice enough to let her stay that way.
He headed for the door, stopping next to her. "Aw, c'mon, I was just teasin! An' I think a sword swallower would be an awesome outfit. Y'could get all these fake swords an' hang them on your belt an' stuff!"
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 3:02 pm
Lark clapped her hands and bounced slightly at the prospect of riding the bike. She wanted to ride it bad, and had ever since the last time she'd seen him.
Which had also been the time they'd gone skinny dipping.
Which had also been the time she'd seen his bare a**.
Cue mad blushing. Lark tugged her hat down lower as she stepped through the door past Roch, lightly digging her elbow into his side for good measure.
"Yer a s**t," she announced. "Hurry up. I wanna go fast."
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 3:05 pm
"You're lookin' a bit red thar, ghoul," he teased her, leaning down slightly so he was looking her square in the face. "Y'sure you're feelin' alright? Y'ain't got a fever, do you?" he asked, touching her forehead with his hand. "Maybe y'should lie down--"
He was totally asking to be punched again. "My bed fits two!"
Hard.
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 3:09 pm
She punched him again.
Harrrrrrrrrrrd.
"Y'jest knock it off, jackdamn it, I'm feelin' fine now lets gooooooo."
Lark marched past him.
She had no idea where she was going.
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 3:13 pm
He grunted for her, rubbing the spot she punched, then followed behind her, intent on teasing the living hell out of her today. But it wasn't until they were out of the dorms that he said, "you're goin' the wrong way, screech!" and grabbed for her hand to haul her along with him to the front gate.
"Y'ever ride a motorcycle?" he asked her. "So I got an idea where I should start with your lesson."
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 3:22 pm
"No, I never been on a bike like this b'fore, M'ma has a carriage n' but that's it, I jest wanna hop on n' ride fast. Mebbe after we're done I might fergive you n'let y'walk me t'prom again."
She sniffled haughtily.
"Mebbe."
The grouchy attitude melted away almost instantly thereafter.
She was going to ride on a motorcycle, OMJ.
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