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Post by DR-@@GON on Jan 5, 2012 1:28:45 GMT -5
e v a n h a r p s "Pffft, I thought so." Evan replied, pretending to be disappointed with her judgment. A felony, she called it. "Are you gonna punish me for that?" He inquired, feeling a bit of a blush at the thought of that. Kind of kinky, actually, but that was what he was sort of going for. It was pretty hilarious that she was playing along, too, actually hinting that he had indeed stolen her heart.
"You already forgot? Wow," He laughed scornfully. "you must be fuckin' mental. C'mon, you aren't serious, are you?" He asked with amusement, a full smile gracing his face. Maybe she was avoiding the question because she liked it - okay, same line of thought again. She definitely liked him, he concluded.
He untensed just a bit when she continued that she was comfortable. Wat. When were girls ever comfortable when they were being squeezed from behind by a suspicious man in a leather jacket. And yay, she was buying his story. To her question, of course he was going to lie. If it'd impress her, why not? "Yeah, I beat him down and I got his buddy on the head too. Those guys were fatasses. I remember seeing a donut hanging out of one of their mouths." The part about how they were fat wasn't a lie - it was just the truth to hide the deception with. Pretty nifty trick for covering up the little white lies.
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Post by FOTLY on Jan 5, 2012 16:58:36 GMT -5
" what? " he looked a little disappointed, well, more sounded like it. " in my opinion, the hotter guys are the criminals ~ " oh, was she aiming at something? of course not, she was too stubborn to tell him what she thought about him right now. of course, that was until she deicded that she had something better to do that be cuddled with for the day. " that depends on what you had in mind. " he was really kinky, that was for sure, and sadly, she wasn't the kind to be as kinky as he was.
" the one about you being attractive, right? " in a way, she wasn't denying it. of course, he'd have to be listening to what she was saying to catch it. then again, she could feeling that stubborn part of her saying to just give in already, let him have his fun. a defeated sigh was given before she did admit to it. " so, how detailed do i have to be, exactly? " she wanted a minimum, but from what she was getting from him, he was probably going to want a one thousand worded essay.
he untensed, which was what she was hoping. now she was going to wait for the right moment to just walk out of his arms, which of course wasn't now. he'd probably be expecting for it to happen the moment he let go anyway. when he talked about the cops, a donut hanging out of one of their mouths, she chuckled. " i wish i could have seen it. " honestly, she really did. in fact, she was craving donuts right about now.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Jan 7, 2012 14:47:57 GMT -5
e v a n h a r p s The slightest blush emerged on his face as the girl indirectly complimented him; mouth hung open slightly in surprise before he grinned, gratified by the statement. "Those are some pretty low standards." He replied jokingly, a laugh breaking through. He adjusted his arms slightly, still keeping a hold on her as he brought one of his arms up to stroke the line of her jaw in a flirty way. "I'll take anything you dish out." He replied in a husky voice, glancing at her with his one revealed eye; the rest was shrouded in messy bangs.
Evan snickered, having known that she was just playing dumb. She seemed smarter than that, but he just wanted to jest. "Yep." He replied. "It has to be a full length novel," he couldn't help but laugh, "with every chapter dedicated to one appendage." His laughter pretty much gave away that this was just a stupid joke. "But since we're restricted on time... I'll just require one paragraph. About my eyes." He was going easy on her; if he was trying to scare her away, he would've suggested the other you know what.
"But hold that thought." Across the way, he caught sight of a vending machine with soft drinks. And he was thirsty for both a soda and some mischief, if u c wat i did there. Grinning, he lifted Alex off the ground as he walked over there, laughing if she tried to struggle. Then he stopped in front of the machine and set her back down in front of him again as if she was luggage. Hmmm, how could he do this? "Uh, help me out. Take my wallet out of my pocket and put in two dollars. Dr. Pepper." He told her, noticing that that the machine wanted one dollar per drink. He was buying a drink for her too, yes, and he didn't care what kind she got even if he didn't state it outright.
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Post by FOTLY on Jan 7, 2012 23:40:38 GMT -5
did she notice the blush? oh yes. in fact, she was going to give a little comment on how adorable he looked with the pink tinting his face before he made a comment on her standards. " probably ~ " oh, but he was joking, the tone gave it away. although, when he adjusted his arms so that he could stroke the line of her jaw, a slight flash of panic spread through her, just before she realized he wasn't doing really anything. " i don't think you can handle what i can dish out. " a smirk placed on her face.
he snickered, probably guessing that she was playing dumb. darn, there went her act at trying to be a ditzy girl. " i'll be sure to work on it when i get home. " he laughed, which was soon followed by one of her own. " chapter one; eyes. " she was drawing it out in her head, except not really. just playing along with the joke. " well i don't know where to start. " she was about to try and turn in his arms, to get a good look at his eyes, before she was told to hold on to her thought.
she noticed how he was looking for something, but didn't quite care what until a grin crossed his face. " what are you thinking. . . " then he picked her up, forcing out a startled yelp as she went to wrap her arms around his shoulders or neck, or really anything at that point. of course, she didn't struggle, she stayed still as he headed to the vending machine. when he set her down, she crossed her arms and pouted. " a warning next time? " hmmph. the nerve of some people these days. " and you can't why? " either way, she reached around and went to pull the wallet out of his pocket, pulling out two dollars. turning around to the vending machine, she notced how it only took one dollar per pop. feeding the machine a dollar, she pressed the button for a dr. pepper and looked at the dollar in her hand.
" so what is this for? " she waved the dollar at him, actually wondering if it was for her. she doubted it, but it didn't matter.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Jan 8, 2012 20:15:06 GMT -5
e v a n h a r p s Oh thank goodness she didn't call him adorable because then his manhood would've been threatened, and that was a no no. He snorted in amusement when she agreed with him. She was pretty good at playing along. At the challenge, his hand dropped slightly, tracing her neckline with the softness of a feather, and a slight smirk flashed on his face. "Try me." He wasn't really conscious of his own weakness, evidently.
Evan laughed, figuring that she knew he was joking when she agreed to his absurd request. Then he remained silent as he felt her turn slightly, musing that she had nowhere to start. He figured she was going to include that his eyes looked like pools of shit first, haha. That would've made him laugh. And then he noticed the drink machine and proceeded to pick her up and yada yada, and there they were in front of it. The yelp was cute, but it didn't stop him. By the way, since Alex was facing away from him, she could really only brace against his arms for support. Cause you know, imagine someone reaching behind them to wrap around a neck. That is just the weirdest thing ever.
"Fuck warnings. They're not as fun." Evan laughed. "Obviously because I'm holding onto you, that's why." He explained, feeling the wallet slide out of his pocket as she took out two dollars like he requested. Thank goodness she didn't take it and throw it on the ground, or he would've been pissed. "What do you think, dummy? It's yours." He laughed, hearing the clang of the can as it fell into that little slot at the bottom. Fffuuu, how was he gonna get the drink without unwrapping his arms from her? And wait, how was he gonna drink it, even? He realized he hadn't thought this out well enough.
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Post by FOTLY on Jan 10, 2012 22:08:57 GMT -5
had she thought back on this moment, she would have called him adorable. in fact, that thought crossed her mind many times as she thought back on it. from when he was carrying her in his arms to the vending machine to any time in the future. if only she had called him adorable or just about taken away his mancard in some offensive way. then the events would be changed in some way, right? then she- oh god what was he doing now? his hand had dropped from her jawline to her neckline, and although she was trying to keep a cool composure, being physically touched like this for this long was beginning to leak out of her comfort zone. however, she was holding it in for reasons unknown to her. " i don't think you want to test my challenges. " it was a bluff.
damn him. she went from being weirdly umcomfortable to just plain uncomfortable as all she could cling to for any source of support were his arms. a bit of an agitated huff was released as they made their way to the vending machine. " i still want a warning. " she continued to pout as she took his drink in one hand, and commented on him as she inserted the other. " you could always let go. " of course that wasn't going to happen, she had that eerie feeling that it wasn't. " why thank you. " and out popped another dr. pepper. she quite adored that flavor of pop.
oh wait. he wasn't going to be able to drink it. looks like it was her turn to have a little bit of payback, for you know, groping her and making her yelp like that. holding the popcans so that they were, hopefully, out of sight from him she attempted to shake one, like a shake weight just not nearly as perverted and violently, before holding it for him to see again. " oh pooh. looks like you don't have enough arms to drink it ~ "
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Post by DR-@@GON on Jan 11, 2012 1:59:26 GMT -5
e v a n h a r p s Once his fingers slid down her neck he brought his hand down to her side again and continued to hold her, smirking silently at her bluff. "You're beginning to sound like all bark and no bite." He replied to her, wanting to see what she was insinuating.
A sharp exhale of amusement left him at her plea for a warning. Nope, no warnings. Fuck that. She remarked that he could just let her go, but he was determined not to until she gave him the description about his eye that he so wanted. "Nah." He replied to that, tightening his hold just a little. "Enjoy." He replied to her thanks, glancing down at the two drinks as they popped out. So she was a Dr. Pepper fan too? How quaint.
Fortunately for Alex she shook the can just quietly enough so that he didn't suspect a thing; he felt her upper torso shaking a little due to the action, but he didn't think much of it, trying to formulate a plan on how to drink the soda. She suddenly shoved one in his face, making him scowl a bit. "Yeah, I figured that out already." He responded with annoyance, huffing as he turned his head slightly. "I'm still not letting go until you.. you know." He reminded.
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Post by FOTLY on Jan 11, 2012 16:13:30 GMT -5
" and i get the feeling you're not so different. " he was making her sound like a chihuahua, which frankly, wasn't something that alex particularly liked. technically, she was trying to think of a way to get him to let go of her, without sacrificing what little amount of pride she had left. his hand dropped from her neck back to her side, which to her dismay, she couldn't help but feel miss the feeling. Luckily, he also seemed to not notice how she had a shaken can of dr. pepper in one hand.
" i guess you're in a bind, then ~ " a smirk was sent to the taller man as he looked like he was rather deep in thought. making sure to not open the wrong one, she took a sip of one of the dr. peppers, trying not to rub in the fact that she could use her arms just find too much. " of course, letting go of me would make this easier. " he tightened his grip to her previous comment, saying no just as she had predicted. of course, she had a feeling that he was going to say something along the lines of 'oh, then why don't you just feed it to me?' with a cocky smirk to top it all off. well, if he did ask that, then she'd have to sacrifice herself getting a little wet as well.
" oh. " in truth, she had forgotten about his demand entirely. to compliment him on his eyes was what he asked, and she was going to have to do it, wasn't she? he seemed to be getting a bit antsy on it, wasn't he? having a sigh of defeat - or was it victory as he was going to get sprayed with the drink as a form of payback anyway? - she bit down on her lower lip slightly as she thought of something to say. she twisted around slightly, again, to try and catch a quick glimpse at his eyes. " they're beautiful. "
" they kind of remind me of. . . " she frowned for a moment, trying to think of what to relate them it. " my favorite season, autumn. if you look at them just right, they also remind me of a sunset. chocolate also comes to mind, but i think that's just my stomach. " she had to release her bottom lip to speak, but as soon as the words were out alex went to a rather reddish shade and went back to biting it. " m-may i be free now? " her line of vision had been directed to the ground, all confidence that she seemed to possess a moment before gone.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Jan 14, 2012 12:09:10 GMT -5
e v a n h a r p s Evan smiled deviously at her comment. Oh, how wrong she was; he could bring himself to ravage her if he wanted, but he wasn't willing to at the moment -- well, then again, he could easily do so after he released her. It was a cold thought, almost, since he hadn't actually done it before and the thought of it happening to him was quite frightening. He had a heart, but it was swathed in immorality. "Nah, I am different. I can bite. See?" He suddenly leaned his head down and bit her earlobe gently, smirking as he did.
Her arms were freed enough for her to drink her own Dr. Pepper, which made him seriously jelly. "Probably." He agreed with her, continuing to hang on. Such petty little suggestions weren't going to stop him; he was pretty strong willed. He had the mind to suggest that she feed the soda to him, but in their position it would've been pretty challenging for her. He didn't want sticky soda running down his shirt, like he assumed would happen.
He looked at her as she twisted around in his arms, his eyes almost warming at the sight of her pretty face. She began her description of them, and he could feel good feelings welling up at her choice of words and analogies. If she did actually write a book about him, he would read it. He was blushing lightly when she finished; he hadn't been complimented like that before in a long while, if at all. He almost wanted to keep hugging her because of that, but the sound of her voice as she requested to be freed caused him to grin slightly in amusement. "Fine." He replied gently, removing his arms from her and taking the unopened soda from her in one swift movement.
He inspected the can, having the oddest feeling that she might've done something to it. He was always suspicious of others, after all, and even though she was nice she was going to get the same treatment. As a precaution he held the soda a little ways away from him as he opened it; all of a sudden, foam spurted out from the top, some of it splashing him in the face and clothes. "Fuck!" He growled, passing a hand over his leather jacket that was now covered in sticky soda. "Oh, fuck you." Evan narrowed his eyes in derision at Alex as he stared at the remains of the soda in the can. There was hardly half left. "Tch." He took one sip of the Dr Pepper before turning towards Alex and splashing the rest towards her. If he was going to have to clean his clothes, she was too, darn it. Such a waste of soda though; it made his stomach clench at the sight of it evaporating on the ground. Sibsib.
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Post by FOTLY on Jan 22, 2012 19:14:53 GMT -5
oh god he was doing it again. except this time, he was biting her ear, just enough to make her gasp out of surprise. no, she wasn't quite expecting that to have happened. " i see. " running over the things that she could do back gave her a rather long list. " i can bite too, you know. " she smirked up at him, before going to nip at his jawline, having to turn around in the process as well as try to gain some height seeing as how he was taller than her. " see? "
she would have declined on feeding him the soda anyway, it would have proven to be a rather hard task to do period. his grip on her made her want to curl up in his jacket, cuddle or something. maybe that was the cold air talking rather than her common sense, even if her common sense would be telling her to leave the criminal alone.
she saw the blush, and gave a smirk. " you look awfully cute blushing like that. " either way, she was finding this amusing. having the idea in her head to tease him a bit, maybe see if she could get more of a blush from evan. it would feel like a big accomplishment, obtaining a deeper red shade from him. she noted how he seemed to blush whenever she complimented him, which was rather amusing to her. when he released her, taking his soda as she withheld the urge to tell him to not take it, she hesitantly took a few steps forward, adjusting within her sweatshirt to try and make her warmer since she was without the aid of evan's body.
he opened it, it sprayed. yeah yeah yeah. he narrowed his eyes, and said some profanity at her that made her almost gave a half-witty reply, something along the lines of 'no thanks~' but she bit her tongue. instead, she gave him a big, fat smile. at least, it stayed in place until he splashed her with the remains of his dr. pepper, basically ruining her sweatshirt. not to mention, liquids plus fabric plus a cold day equals one cold bitch. it didn't take long for her attempt to get warm to fail utterly, and her to begin with slightly shivering. " oh, now that was just uncalled for. "
even though he probably could have bought his own second dr pepper, alex reached into her back pocket, which wasn't drenched like her sweatshirt that she refused to take off was, and pulled out her own wallet. eventually, she inserted another dollar and got another dr. pepper, before handing it to him. " here you go ~ " oh, no, it wasn't because she was feeling guilty for what she did. she just didn't want him to dehydrate or anything.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Jan 25, 2012 0:49:01 GMT -5
e v a n h a r p s Evan grinned at her gasp, listening as she made what he knew would be a witty reply. She suddenly smirked up at him and nipped at his jawline of all things, causing him to wince as her teeth chomped down on it. "Woah, kinky." He replied to her with a perverse wink. Win win situation for him, even though that bite was probably gonna leave a mark. Jeez.
He scowled immediately when she called him cute. "Fuck that, I'm not cute." He growled in boyish pride, passing one hand over his face in spite of himself. It was slightly warmer than usual, ugghh. Screw blushing, it was a shitty trait to have. It was after that that he opened the soda and the little situation happened, getting Dr. Pepper on her clothes too. An eye for an eye. Seeing her shiver almost caused him to regret the decision of splashing her, but no. Hell no. She deserved that for getting sticky crap all over his clothes.
He gave a half triumphant huff that seemed to say 'Serves you right' to her remark as he crushed the soda can between both of his hands. He loved to do that, seeing how easily the metal would condense from the force of his muscles. By the time he did that, she was already in front of the soda machine, inserting a dollar. Oh hell no, she was probably just gonna buy a soda to taunt him with. But his suspicions were proven false as she handed it to him, eliciting a softer expression when he realized that she was actually being nice. He hesitated for a second before accepting the soda. "Thanks." He said in a bewildered voice, feeling confused that she was repaying his meanness with this. Normally girls kicked guys in crotches for messing with their clothes. He began opening the soda before another suspicion crossed his mind. "You didn't shake this one, too, did you?" He said in a slightly aggressive voice before handing the can to her. "Open it for me, just in case." Evan crossed his arms.
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Post by FOTLY on Jan 26, 2012 20:21:34 GMT -5
she could feel the grin that he gave when she gasped, and noted to make up for his pleasure one way or another. maybe shake another soda or lure him into mugger territory later on. whatever she felt the urge to do at the moment would have to suffice. " you sound surprised. " he gave her a wink that reminded her of her own father, not in a good way mind you, but quickly disposed of anything that had to do with the man. he hadn't followed her to Cheyenne, she was free from his grasp. instead, she took the easier route and focused on Evan.
his scowl brought a victorious smile to her face, despite how cold she was getting. " oh yes, you're right. you're adorable. " drawing out the word, looking for some some sort of added effect on him, hoping that it would do something. when he reached up to touch his face, noticing how he was still warm from the blushing, she felt another surge of victory. this was like a game of tug of war, and currently, the flag was closer to her side rather than his. but then again, sometimes with this game, the flag could just as easily sway into the other's favor.
and now the flag was on his side. the huff caused her to scowl, although it wasn't that of a serious scowl. it more said " i'm plotting the things i'm going to do to you. " all of the kinky things that he could think of excluded. he gave a softer expression, almost like he wasn't expecting her to buy him another drink, just like he probably wasn't expecting her to have the idea to give him the money for a new coat. " you're welcome. " so where was the flag now? her side? his side? maybe it was in the middle. then he got suspicious, demanding that she open the can. gosh. reaching out and taking the new dr. pepper from him, he opened it without much foam coming out. it didn't spurt into her face or anything, it was more like the after effects of getting dropped in a pop machine. " perfectly harmless. " she said as she handed it back.
" and, just so you know, i didn't poison it either. "
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Post by DR-@@GON on Jan 29, 2012 2:42:35 GMT -5
e v a n h a r p s Evan chuckled at her response. "Should I not be?" He asked, wondering what to think now. Was she that frisky with every male she met? Was he overanalyzing this? Yes. He dropped the thought.
Evan grew increasingly disgusted at her insistence that he was adorable. It might've been flattering, really, but he was a guy for goodness' sake. He would've accepted something as sappy as 'handsome,' but calling him cute was the equivalent of calling him a girl. "Fine. If that's the case, you look like a fuckin' prostitute." He retaliated without hesitation, giving her a hard stare. He wondered, then, if it would have the effect of scaring her off or just riling her up more. He didn't really mean it, of course, but it was just an attempt to hit her with the stuff she was hitting him with.
Evan watched her open it intently, his eyes practically boring holes in the can and her expression. There it was, the foam - ...then again, it wasn't nearly enough to have been shaken. It seemed his prediction was wrong, but he figured it was better to be safe than sorry. He wordlessly accepted it back, then grinned at her comment about not poisoning it either. "Heh." He stared at the soda for a moment. "If you did, at least I'll have died drinking my favorite soda." He smirked at her before taking a large gulp of it, parching the edge of his thirst.
"So, I'm wondering why you still haven't run the hell away yet." He remarked with a playful glint in his eye.
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Post by FOTLY on Jan 30, 2012 16:07:56 GMT -5
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two animals were behind them, what looked to be a durant and a heatmor. but what were they doing? it looked like they were doing the dirty back there, but then all of a sudden the durant burst into flames and basically suffered from a case of spontaneous combustion, as it caught fire from the inside out and withered away. the heatmor then ate it and moved on to the next durant.
disgusted, alex turned her attention back to evan. he was saying something about how she was a prostitute. wait. what. a prostitute in what she was wearing? maybe it was the pink hair. " a prostitute wearing a wet sweat shirt and jeans~ of course. " she beamed up at him, whatever he had just said brushed off like a speck of dust. " actually, i take back the adorable comments. " alex bit down on her lower lip slightly as she thought for a moment, before looking around for a beach souvenir shop. when her eyes rested on something that looked like it came out of the 80s, with the straw hut-look and everything, alex couldn't stop the slight excitement from entering her tone. " come on. "
although, before she ran off, she was going to answer his question. why hadn't she ran off already. technically, she was going to do that right now, but she had plans on dragging him along with her so did that even really count? he said something that she found rather funny about the soda, eliciting a slight giggle that she attempted to cover up by clearing her throat. oh gosh, that was a horribu joke.
" i don't know why i haven't ran off yet. maybe it's because you're not scary? " she shrugged, as if it wasn't that big of a deal. he really wasn't what she'd expected in a criminal. almost. he did have that kind of charm that all criminals seemed to possess, or at least the successful ones. after answering his question, almost bouncing up and down in excitement, before calming down slightly and looking back at evan to see if he even wanted to tag along.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Feb 4, 2012 23:05:57 GMT -5
e v a n h a r p s Evan heard the pyre of flames behind them and looked as she did. A rather unflattering scene played out in front of them - circle of life, some would say. A Heatmor consuming a Durant. It happened in a different way that he thought before. What were they doing before, sex? Just what the fuck. A slightly disturbed expression on his face, he returned his attention to the girl and pretty much called her a prostitute. He was joking, but yeah.
He smiled at how not offended she was, how casually she replied to his insult. With a smile, too. "Well, you could be... appealing to men who like that kinda thing." He mused, inwardly glad that she wasn't commenting about how adorable - oh. What? Somehow, he was sort of sad that she took back the compliment about him being adorable. But he tried not to let it show. Acting wishy washy definitely wasn't attractive. "Wonderful." He replied with a smirk.
As she stared at the straw hut, his gaze followed. He couldn't say he was nearly as interested in it as she was, but if she wanted to go there, he'd certainly follow. Chaperon for a pretty girl? Any day. He followed after her with one hand in his jacket pocket, one hand gripping Dr. Pepper like a boss. He took a sip as she replied to his question and practically choked when she said he wasn't scary. Then he thought for a moment. "Maybe that's a good thing." He replied thoughtfully. "I can catch people off guard." He gave her a knowing grin.
The way she was bouncing up and down made him chuckle. He knew by now that she wasn't a ditz, but she was full of energy and more alert than other lame girls he always encountered. Actually, everything about her was different in a way that he liked. It wouldn't be a waste of time to hang out with her, he decided. He walked with her, examining the hut further. It was sort of old fashioned, 80s. He wondered what the establishment was all about.
get o u t of my way TUNES|| Kimbra - Plain Gold Ring TAGS|| Evan, Alex <3 TALK|| <33 lmao, sorry i didn't give you much to reply to sobsob
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Post by FOTLY on Feb 17, 2012 15:53:12 GMT -5
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=style,background-color: #EDEDED;][atrb=vAlign,top] [STYLE=width: 274px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; border-bottom: #2F2F2F 8px solid;] █ the heatmor. thankfully. those two were putting a weird spin on her mood. obviously, the heatmor ran out of crunchy, juicy durants to eat and left in search or more. the disgusted look left her face, replaced with a rare smile. it wasn't every day that alex woke up in a rather good mood, but somehow, this happened to be one that she did. Evan was lucky, seeing as she'd probably have ended up slapping or punching him and storming off by now. why she didn't at this point was beyond her, way beyond her, as she refused to dwell on that subject much longer.
her eyebrow raised, a slight smile painted on her face as he seemed to become very relaxed with what he was saying. " well you could be... appealing to men who like that sort of thing." it rang in her ears slightly, filling her with something that she had only felt a few times. it wasn't something she could really place at the moment, either. " do you like that sort of thing? " whatever he answered wouldn't effect her too terribly, her ending up recovering quickly if it were something bad. she didn't notice at all how he seemed to be a little sad that she took away her comment on how adorable he was.
he nearly choked, she saw that. " by catch people off guard you mean scare them, right? " she gave a bit of a nervous chuckle as he gave the grin. then he chuckled, probably at the fact that she was full of energy now, but he didn't say that it was a weird or stupid idea, so she figured that he'd follow. holding back the urge to skip or something, she set herself at a walking pace over towards the straw hut, looking back to see if he was tagging along. if he wasn't, then she'd have stopped and, excitedly, motioned for him to come on. if he did, well she'd continue walking. her sweatshirt was making her cold more than it was keeping her warm, so she pulled it over her head and tossed it in the trash. it was time to get a new one anyway.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Feb 18, 2012 15:07:37 GMT -5
e v a n h a r p s Evan caught sight of her smile and was surprised with how refreshing it was. She was sort of scowling before as if the unhappy bug crawled up her anus, but as they continued to talk it seemed like she was loosening up more and more. Good for her, and him too. He felt like he could somehow gain from this. Dirty thoughts galore - but he knew that girls took time and money. Alex was worth it, though, he felt.
The question she returned to him would've been surprising if he hadn't been surprised so many times by her. Now he was just used to it. It was like she kept hinting that she liked him, or something. Good sign. He grinned. "Well, I like it... but I'd prefer if you weren't wearing them." He replied snarkily, a dark, mischievous grin covering his face.
"Of course." He replied to her inquiry, downing more Dr. Pepper to erase the signs of choking in his throat. Ahh, much better. All this was while he was following her to the straw hut, his eyes still scanning the building for what they were selling. He wondered why she wanted to go there so badly. Maybe she was a regular there. Attention was caught when she stripped off the sweatshirt, tossing it wastefully in the trash. But he figured that getting it out of the trash wouldn't earn him any points with her. Besides, she looked much hotter without it on. "You sure you won't get cold?" He asked her, looking for a reason to touch her again. Especially when she looked like that.
get o u t of my way TUNES|| None TAGS|| Evan, Alex TALK|| You can describe the straw hut >:V
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Post by FOTLY on Feb 18, 2012 22:42:37 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #2F2F2F; border-radius: 8px 0px 0px 0px; padding: 30px 0px 0px 10px;][STYLE=font-family: arial black; font-size: 128px; color: #EDEDED; line-height: 30px; text-transform: uppercase;] H[/style] | [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #2F2F2F; border-radius: 0px 8px 0px 0px; padding: 30px 5px 10px 0px;] [STYLE=font-family: arial black; font-size: 40px; color: #EDEDED; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -3px; line-height: 28px; margin-left: -4px;]OW DOES IT FEEL [/style] [STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 9px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #EDEDED; text-align: justify; padding: 0px 15px 0px 15px;]❝ TO STAND ON THE VERY STONES THAT RAN WITH YOUR PARENTS BLOOD? DO YOU FEEL SAD? FULL OF RAGE? OR DOES THAT OUTFIT HELP YOU BURY YOU FEELINGS? HIDING YOUR TRUE SELF YOU'RE TRULY AN EXTRAORDINARY SPECIMEN I LOOK FORWARD TO BREAKING YOU I DODGE THE BLAST AND APOLOGIZE FOR COLLATERAL DAMAGE ❞ [/style] |
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=style,background-color: #EDEDED;][atrb=vAlign,top] [STYLE=width: 274px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; border-bottom: #2F2F2F 8px solid;] █ her face felt a little different. not like it normally did, which she normally was scowling. it was a rather nice feeling, but definitely not something that she'd be caught doing too often. Alex made a mental note to make sure to not be caught smiling too often again. it would be something that he'd hang over her head, she knew it.
he looked like a gengar with that grin on his face. she meant it in a good way, of course. then, of course, the remaining heat in her body went up to her face as she was certain that she turned multiple shades of red at what he said. she should have been expecting it. however, she wasn't. " too bad we're at the beach~ " she twirled slightly in the sand, enjoying how she was outside without a care in the world at the moment. she probably looked like a ditz, acted like one at the moment too, but she didn't really care. just so long as he didn't start calling her a ditz, she was perfectly happy.
relieved, she released a sigh. her mind did go to the dirtier subject, as was sometimes expected of her. why did she want to go there so badly? well, she did kind of need a new sweatshirt, since she wasn't exactly warm with this one. and it was sticky. she'd never even really seen the shack before, and actually, now that there was something there... well she could defintely get a new one now. she didn't notice that he attention was suddenly on her, or that he thought it was a waste that she threw the sweatshirt away. " hmm? " she turned around, walking backwards through the sand now to look at him. " of course i am. " she pulled her face down into a pout and gave an attempt at rubbing more warmth into her arms.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Feb 20, 2012 17:08:04 GMT -5
e v a n h a r p s Evan didn't know how much she normally scowled. To him, it seemed like she was just a genuinely happy person based on how much she was smiling right now. It was nice, at least.
Evan had a sick grin on his face as he looked at her turn beet red at his comment. Bull's eye. At her response, he gave a laugh. "Too bad it's fucking cold, you mean." He corrected her, reminding himself of the unfortunate weather. If only it was hot - then he could invite her to swim with him, which would lead to bigger and better things. One track mind, hooray. He watched her twirl with amusement. She looked silly, but he didn't have anything witty to say about it. He figured that being purely mean would just drive her away.
At his question, she turned around with what looked like a pout. What, did he expect her to know immediately that she was cold? A small little exhalation left him as his lips turned up in amusement at the thought. "Pfft. Why the hell did you throw that away, then? Such a waste." He looked behind him at the trash can, then back to her with a growing devious grin. "You look like you could use my help again." He outstretched his arms to give her a clue of what he meant. It was just a tease, really.
get o u t of my way TUNES|| Sufjan Stevens - The Henney Buggy Band TAGS|| Evan, Alex TALK|| FINE >8U
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Post by FOTLY on Feb 21, 2012 22:58:04 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #2F2F2F; border-radius: 8px 0px 0px 0px; padding: 30px 0px 0px 10px;][STYLE=font-family: arial black; font-size: 128px; color: #EDEDED; line-height: 30px; text-transform: uppercase;] H[/style] | [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #2F2F2F; border-radius: 0px 8px 0px 0px; padding: 30px 5px 10px 0px;] [STYLE=font-family: arial black; font-size: 40px; color: #EDEDED; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -3px; line-height: 28px; margin-left: -4px;]OW DOES IT FEEL [/style] [STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 9px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #EDEDED; text-align: justify; padding: 0px 15px 0px 15px;]❝ TO STAND ON THE VERY STONES THAT RAN WITH YOUR PARENTS BLOOD? DO YOU FEEL SAD? FULL OF RAGE? OR DOES THAT OUTFIT HELP YOU BURY YOU FEELINGS? HIDING YOUR TRUE SELF YOU'RE TRULY AN EXTRAORDINARY SPECIMEN I LOOK FORWARD TO BREAKING YOU I DODGE THE BLAST AND APOLOGIZE FOR COLLATERAL DAMAGE ❞ [/style] |
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=style,background-color: #EDEDED;][atrb=vAlign,top] [STYLE=width: 274px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; border-bottom: #2F2F2F 8px solid;] █ " that, too. " she said, trying not to focus on the fact that he was fixing her with this grin that made her only a little uncomfortable. she would have come back with an angry scowl except for the fact that she was trying to get her face to return to it's pale color. her twirl was her way of expelling some of that extra energy, something that she was having trouble with at the moment. she was normally calm, so she had no idea why she was almost bouncing off the walls. Alex felt the need to be shot like a wounded horse.
" because it was getting ratty anyway. i'm afraid the next wash will leave me with only strings. " he looked to the trash, and then back at her again, that devious grin back. then, he said something that sounded very tempting. he even outstretched his arms. if it weren't for the grin, and maybe she was being stubborn with this whole thing, she probably would have demanded he warm her up. instead, she turned on her heel and started going back to that straw shop.
looking back to see if he was following along, she neared the store, pulling open the doors and being met with exactly what she expected: 80s style clothing. not what she was exactly hoping for, but it would do for now. all she was looking for was a sweatshirt to keep herself warm, without the help of Evan's body- in a non perverse way. she went looking for a darker shade of color than what she previously owned.
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