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Post by Mitsuki Park on Aug 1, 2006 18:52:37 GMT -8
Okay, his move may have seemed a tad bit perverted to her, but it didn't matter. Well, that move made her feel a bit awkward, and she stood a couple of feet away from him, her head tilted to the side. She had to admit, she was getting tired of attacking him every single time, and not being able to block, but oh well? She looked at him, and he seemed to look a bit tired. Maybe he had low stamina? Or maybe he was faking it? Either way, she didn't want to push him, so she stood where she was, her head tilted to the side, as if questioning him if he wanted to put it as a draw. But just so he doesn't get confused...
"Draw?"
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Post by ghiste on Aug 1, 2006 19:01:06 GMT -8
"Fine by me."
Giving a forced smile, Ghiste moved over to where he could sit back on the handy dandy bench. He was pooped out, if they kept fighting for much longer, Ghiste would of collapsed and had a heart attack or something. Of course, they didn't, so no point worrying about it now. After sitting down, he let out a deep breath, and then looked up over at Mitsuki.
"You're pretty good, you practice often?"
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Aug 1, 2006 19:19:30 GMT -8
When he asked if she practiced often, she gave a nod. Her brother was, and is, a training freak. They would fight to the death! Or at least, close to it. If she would faint, he would find a way to wake her up, and they would fight until one of them can't move a muscle, which usually ended up with her losing and her brother carrying the two home. Yeah, she had one crazy brother, but it was for her own good. She had to get "stronger" somehow. Faster, smarter, better, from what her brother constantly tells her everyday, every morning, every night. It gets annoying at times, but hey. He does it without emotion, so it's easier to handle, or at least, for her it is.
"What about you?"
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Post by ghiste on Aug 1, 2006 19:25:09 GMT -8
"Not really, but I am sort of talented at it, I guess..."
What else could he say? He was an excellent fighter, but due to lack of determination and stamina, that really didn't matter too much. Nothing else really change about Ghiste when he said this sentence, after all, it was just a sentence, it isn't like his body would fluctuate around just because he said one thing in a normal conversation, right? And the only thing he could think of was... would she say anything in response or remain quiet? She was a tough one to figure out!
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Aug 2, 2006 18:59:17 GMT -8
Talented at fighting? She gave a mental cough before nodding as if she understood. All he did was dodge?! He barely even attempted to attack her, and he says he's talented? She mentally shrugged that off followed by a silent sigh. And then? Enter "dramatic" awkward silence between the two. Since she wasn't really much of a speaker, she remained silent before she directed her eyes on something else. Children. Who came to the park to play with one another, going on the swings, sliding down the slide, playing tag, or "woodchip" or "cherry cherry" or "fish in the water" or whatever it's called now a days. So many names for one game. Wow. Childhood - ah, she remembered hers. And she hasn't changed since she was what, five? Not once did she ever recall laughing like that. Eh, that's what she gets for having such cruel aunt and uncles.
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Post by ghiste on Aug 2, 2006 23:00:17 GMT -8
Yes! What a great thing to do when you're friends, just remain silent and think! That was what friends were all about, just being silent and doing stuff in silence. As long as they were there together, they had that company which was just so strong. Well, this is what is being assumed, or both of them really just feel awkward, and have no idea what to say. Well, not Ghiste's fault, it was HER turn to speak, was it not? Oh well, she was just that type in reality, just had to deal with it. At least she was nice enough to meet him at the park, though Ghiste still regrets them not having a picnic!
Ahhh... the power of silence!
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Aug 3, 2006 6:55:46 GMT -8
Silence is golden. Yeah, whoever made that up must've thought a lot about it. Both were silent, both refused to talk for their own reasons - her because she liked the quiet aura, him because he thought it was her turn to talk. Mitsuki didn't know the reason, of course, since she wasn't a mind reader, but what she did know is that she wanted to go on the swings for some odd reason. So, turning her body, she made her way to the swings, and once on the swings, she gently pushed herself. Jeez, so how long has it been since she was on the swings anyway? One, two, six years, maybe?
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Post by ghiste on Aug 3, 2006 10:56:37 GMT -8
Alrighty then, when in doubt, pull out your cell phone, and look at all the hilarious pictures you have on it! With that being said, he whipped out the blue colored phone, flipped it open, and began to browse away at all the lovely pictures he had. One of a girl by a tree, another with him being hugged by a different girl then before, one of Ghiste's eyeball (who doesn't have a picture of their eyeball on there phone), and so on and so forth. Yep, entertainment in so many places, that was life. Yay, for using cell phones as an excuse to get out of awkward silence!
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