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Post by ghiste on Aug 2, 2006 16:41:41 GMT -8
"Not at all Aisling, I mean... If I was interested in you, I would of probably invited you to go get a shake with me, and even sit at the same table, y'know?"
Ha! She wanted to play blunt, well Ghiste would play blunt right back at her! Sitting down on the other side, Ghiste scooted in near the window, and then took a nice drink from the chocolate milk shake. She failed to realize that Ghiste was pretty much nice to everyone, or was she just the jealous type? Who knows? Either way, Ghiste was interested in her, maybe not sexually, but it wasn't like he was just throwing her away. Ghiste wasn't too big when it came to getting a girl friend, after all, that is when it went all down hill, he didn't want people snapping at him for every time he even looked at a girl, right!?
Yep, so now it was this girl's turn to talk again, he didn't care how she took it when Ghiste said he was interested. Still, Ghiste kept that nice face, a good smile, and all of that. He glanced his eyes at the T.V. and noticed a bunch of blood on an anime character, got a bit disturbed, and looked back at Aisling's face. Yep! Straight in the eyes, what a gentleman Ghiste was!
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Post by ktqueen on Aug 2, 2006 17:11:04 GMT -8
Ah, so he could be blunt as well. That got a chuckle out of the girl. So, that was settled. She just smirked for a moment, thinking things over. So... she couldn't help but let a grin crack over the smirk.
"Good. That's settled."
She relaxed, leaning back in the cushion of the seat. Much more relaxed. She just sat there laughing slightly.
"So then Ghiste...what's going on in this odd city?"
She was acting friendly, instead of coy. Why? Ghiste was pretty cool, he'd be a cool friend maybe. Good enough for her at least!
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Post by ghiste on Aug 2, 2006 23:08:21 GMT -8
OOC: Bleh, I'm sorry, but I SUCK with conversations, they're just so hard to find things to write about!
"In the city? I guess I really wouldn't know, I don't stay in tune with city politics and the such that much."
If Ghiste took this the wrong way, don't blame him! How was he supposed to respond with something like 'what's going on in the city?' She couldn't blame him for this, no way, no how. If she meant something else, she could easily tell him, and he could easily respond, easily fixed, best not to argue over it anyways! Yes, Ghiste skipped taking a drink of his milk shake after this sentence was said, after all, he wasn't feeling that thirsty only just after answering the question!
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Post by ktqueen on Aug 8, 2006 13:27:54 GMT -8
Well...this was going no where. What was there to talk about? Apparently no a lot. Aisling wasn't going to stick around if it was boring. And Ghiste had become just that.
Her bright green eyes were locked on him as she sipped away at her milkshake. Boring. Not even a real answer to the question. No parties? No clubs? No fights? What the hell was this place, candy land?
"Well...this place'll be boring then...so...later Ghiste."
She stood up and tossed her milkshake container in the trash. It was time to go. Aisling wouldn't have stayed long anyways. She just kept walking out the doors, then to somewhere else.
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Post by ghiste on Aug 8, 2006 19:37:01 GMT -8
"Yeah, you would probably need some hardcore sex to get yourself excited wouldn't ya, you little slut..."
Ghiste muttered, loud enough for her to hear if she was paying any attention what soever. In reality, he didn't want her to hear, but at times you just can't help, but say it a bit louder than intended! What!? Ghiste couldn't have his own opinions about people? Ghiste had a bad side to him, he tried to hide it, but it was still evident all the same! Everyone always categorizes him, pretty boy, an asshole, a coward, and Ghiste did it in return, he just didn't always go off saying it and waving it around like he was the best at saying something stupid through stereo typing. Well, rather she heard it or not, it didn't matter to him. Forcing himself to keep a smile he waved at her, and then yelled out.
"Bye Aisling!"
Rather she left or if she wanted to defend her ego, if she had one, was all up to her, Ghiste could just finish his good old milkshake!
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Post by ktqueen on Aug 8, 2006 21:20:57 GMT -8
Aisling had in fact heard it. And all she could do was stop midway through the door and start laughing. If only Ghiste knew. Aisling didn't call herself a slut... though some could see it like that she guessed.
"You don't know how right you are dickface. See ya around then." All she did was flip him off and grin. Aisling was a bad girl, end of story. She did lots of things most would consider very bad. Let them talk, the red head didn't care. It wasn't like she slept with everyone. Just a few. And by few, very few. Aisling was damn picky. She drank and partied...but who she slept with was something else.
Heading back out, she kept laughing.
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Post by ghiste on Aug 8, 2006 21:41:45 GMT -8
"Buh-bye!"
No, not a chuckle was made, just that smirk that he was beginning to get famous for. The very confident smirk which creeps on his face time and time again, it was THE smirk, the Ghiste special. Well, it was fun while he lasted, but of course, what happens happens. So he lost a friend, so he lost leverage toward his ultimate plan on doing something great in this school, it was cool. Ghiste would live with it, and he would just have to... deal with her another time if it calls for that. And so he was left alone... just him, his shake, a T.V., and a hot girl at the cashier, what a horrible turn of events.
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