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Post by Jeffrey on May 16, 2004 18:38:12 GMT -5
*Wonders whether he should smile, make a smart ass comeback or what...*
If your head was really split open, I'm almost positive that I'd be able to see your brains right now. And don't give me that carp about 'You really know how to sweet talk a lady'. I talk to women just as I talk to everyone else, savvy? It's just... er... well... I know how to talk to people better when I know what...
*Don't say 'their name', don't say 'their name...*
their name is.
*Damn it.*
...Can you dig it?
*If I could smack my forehead now... I so would. Just... shut up. Right now. There's no saving face, just don't make it worse. Can you dig it... *scoff* Puedes cavarlo? How incredibly stupid. Shit... I'm talking to myself again. I've gotta stop doing that... uh... stop! Now! Don't make me get a screwdriver! For some reason... uh... er... yeah... I'm just a natural street freak. I've got to stop doing this to myself. No more late night romps to the kitchen. The house elves would love a chance to poison you,,, they're out to get you, you know. Don't trust evil little creatures come to steal your sanity... (this continues for awhile) Wait! No... alright, for real this time! Shut up! No more talking or it'll be the electric chair!*
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Post by Vivian Astley on May 24, 2004 16:00:35 GMT -5
*She took an uncertain step away from him, eyeing him cautiously.What's wrong with him?[/]*
I...I, are you sure you're well?
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Post by Jeffrey on May 24, 2004 16:05:18 GMT -5
*blinkblink*
Err...
Think fast, you worthless fiend! You got yourself into this! She's onto us... Us? Oh God...
Yeah. *halfhearted smile* Not a big fan of '60's lingo, are you?
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Post by Vivian Astley on May 24, 2004 16:08:03 GMT -5
*Still slightly weary, she gave him a weak smile.*
No It's just you seemed awfully...er....*mutters* urgh what's that word again?
*She starts wringing her hands anxiously and looks at him for help.*
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Post by Jeffrey on May 24, 2004 16:19:14 GMT -5
Um... off? I get that a lot.
You're not clear yet. Be wary. Be CIA. Paranoid? No, slick and in control. Be confident and whatever you do, dont look uncomfortable. Be totally at ease.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Jun 1, 2004 15:36:43 GMT -5
That's not something to be proud of you know.
*She looked over her shoulder and frowned.*
I guess I got to be going I don't think Madame Pomfrey will be too happy to discover I'm missing.
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Post by Jeffrey on Jun 1, 2004 15:57:55 GMT -5
*smiles faintly*
Yeah, I think I should be worried about that. Erm... you still haven't told me your name, you know...
*Oh my Christ, have you learned NOTHING!?!?!?!?!? I swear, you've got the mentality of a retarded 4 year old!*
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Post by Vivian Astley on Jun 1, 2004 16:01:04 GMT -5
*A slight blush rises in embarrassment.*
Oh, I'm Vivian. Vivian Abbot.
*She gives him a brilliant smile and extends a hand.*
And you are?
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Post by Jeffrey on Jun 1, 2004 16:11:54 GMT -5
*smile widens*
Zack Davinski. And I swear I'm not that mean.
*extends hand and shakes Viv's. Viv... that sounds nice...
*dull smack of butt of palm against forehead**
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Post by Vivian Astley on Jun 1, 2004 16:34:46 GMT -5
*She smiles again and let's her hand linger a bit longer then neseccary before pulling it back slowly.*
Yea...*hesitently* I guess I should be going.
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Post by Jeffrey on Jun 1, 2004 16:36:42 GMT -5
Uh... sure... I'd better go in case... In case I'm caught out of bed... Bad things, y'know?
*That's better, you're learning...*
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Post by Vivian Astley on Jun 25, 2004 15:31:52 GMT -5
Yea...
*She pases and scuffs the stone with her shoe*
Well, thanks again. I guess I'll see you around then?
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Post by Jeffrey on Jun 25, 2004 16:18:55 GMT -5
More than likely...
*drags foot around in the stone*
I don't think I want to leave of this would be lots easier...
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Post by Vivian Astley on Jun 25, 2004 16:31:13 GMT -5
Hm...I suppose so...I'm a bit afraid to go back to the hospital wing. I've never had to face the wrathe of Madame Pomfrey, although I've heard the rumors.
*She shuddered and looked down the hallway to make sure no one was coming.*
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Post by Jeffrey on Jun 25, 2004 16:35:47 GMT -5
*Listen! Footsteps!
'That's a lie, you're making it up.'
I'm blind. That means I get to make up for it with superior hearing. Listen!
Sure enough... there are light footfalls coming from down the corridor. Zack doesn't stick around; he bolts before he can see the light that accompanies the steps.*
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