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 Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2015 8:08 pm
"If you change your mind, I'm the first in line
Honey I'm still free~
Take a chance on me~"A girl with an old fashioned tape player walkman in hand and old metal headphones skipped down the halls to the happy go lucky music stylings of a 70s pop band. She sang at the top of her lungs, bounding in girlish leaps down the whited out halls. "Cos you know I've got
So much that I wanna do, when I dream I'm alone with you
It's MAAAAGIC~"kuuropii she aint lookin where shes flailin bro
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2015 8:15 pm
Sometime in the afternoon, Chance decided he'd had enough of his room and he was also quite hungry, so therefore, it was time for lunch. He'd set his book aside, dressed in a rather feminine looking star printed shirt that reached midway to his thighs, as well as a pair of galaxy leggings, and slipped outside.
He took approximately one step outside, turned to make sure his door was shut properly, pivoted back around, and promptly smacked straight into someone bouncing down the ******** - sorry - "
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2015 8:46 pm
Kiki was midway through a bouncing skip. As such, when Chance got in her way, her face slammed right into his chest. Gravity and inertia work in funny ways. As such again, Kiki's body went flying backward as she toppled head over heels down the hall. Her billowy dress wet askew, her arms flailed backwards, her feet adorned with cute red mary janes, her legs clad in delicate white leggings printed with crowns and lace. The clipboard and Princess Crown bag went flying out of hand.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2015 9:08 pm
She was very tiny. Not quite as small as Otto or Peyton, but still small, and blonde, and apparently very easy to knock over. Chance hastily darted towards her, skidding to his knees beside her to try and help her up again, wincing a little.
"Sorry, sorry," he said quickly, eyebrows raised. "Are you okay?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2015 9:20 pm
"Of course I am not okay!" She scolded darkly at the man, pushing the fluff of her petticoats down into more respectable places. All five feet of her stood with his help, although she seemed to only grasp the tips of his fingers with her own. It seemed she had issues clasping people's hands fully. She huffed, patting down her attire with haughty arrogance. "Honestly! Stepping out into my path like that. You have some nerve!"
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2015 9:25 pm
She was wearing...well, Chance couldn't really judge, considering his own attire, but he had to admit, he hadn't really seen that sort of frilly dress around here before. It was kinda cute, but the scowly expression on the girl's face was a slight contrast to her otherwise fluffy appearance.
His eyebrows rose in mild surprise. "...I suppose I do," said Chance slowly, padding over to crouch down again and pick up some of her things.
"To be fair," he pointed out, "You weren't looking where you were going, either."
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2015 9:39 pm
Yes that is right, peon. Pick up Kiki's things like a good peasant! Kiki scoffed at the accusation, flipping some hair off her shoulder. "Excuse you! I was mid song! The blame falls entirely to you. It was not as if my presence was not blatantly obvious!"
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2015 9:44 pm
He turned his head slowly to look at her, eyebrows still raised, Chance halfway through the process of picking up her things. She wasn't helping him, but somehow this wasn't actually surprising, especially if the hair flip was any indication.
"....depends on the song," he said, lips quirking as though he was attempting to hide a smile.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2015 9:47 pm
"I beg your pardon?" Her nose scrunched, and her eyes lowered to meet his as he crouched there on the floor. She did not dare to lower her chin.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2015 9:53 pm
He smiled winningly at her.
"What song were you listening to?" Chance asked mildly, pulling the girl's things into his lap to rest while he reached to get the rest. "If it's a good song, then you totally have a valid reason for running into me. However, if it's a bad song, well..."
He clicked his tongue.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2015 9:57 pm
She gave a haughty laugh, "Oh please! As if you are qualified to deem a song good or bad. If I like the song, then it is obviously the best!" She gave another laugh, haughty and lording. "I was singing along to my Abba tape! Or rather, someone's Abba tape. They left it in a tape player and I found it when I started my duties today. Their loss. I have become fond of a song called Take a Chance." So she just admitted to stealing, basically.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2015 10:05 pm
He was fighting the urge to laugh. Chance struggled to keep his expression completely neutral, nodding along with the girl's sentiments as though he actually agreed with them, even if he didn't. He rested his elbow on his knee, chin in hand.
"That's a great song," he said mildly, hiding his amusement, though his eyes were glinting with mischief. "I definitely approve of that one."
Chance straightened, her things in hand, and held them out for her to take.
"Pray tell, a lady like you must have a name to accompany your, ah, lovely taste in music."
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2015 10:08 pm
Now this was more like it. Yes, she was a fine lady deserving of gentleman's words. "Ah~ yes. How rude of me." She smiled happily, taking her things back from him. "My name is Kiki. Pleased to meet you." She gave a curtsy after adjusting her things accordingly. "And you are?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2015 10:13 pm
He gave a little nod at her name, as well as the curtsy, and Chance folded his arms across his chest, expression still entirely neutral.
"A pleasure, Kiki," he said formally, bowing slightly to indicate his approval. When he straightened again, his lips were twitching with amusement.
"Chance," he said lightly. "My name is Chance."
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2015 10:17 pm
Ah. The song. His name. Her face fell flat. Unamused. "Ah... yes. How charming."
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