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Post by Seaheart on Apr 18, 2007 18:49:26 GMT -5
Seaheart caught their hard and cold glances. Already he wasn't liked? Eh. He had gotten better time. "Enma, is it? Well, if you want to look at me in a scary way, don't htink I'll be scared. I've never been scared of anything, and if I can get through Ven's stare, your stare is more of a.....sweet glance. Work on it and don't think because you wear those evil looking clothes it helps. Becuase it doesn;t." He said stretching.
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Post by phpshift on Apr 18, 2007 18:50:43 GMT -5
"I'm alright, he said, "I'm just having a bit of writer's block." He showed the empty page of the notebook and smirked. "I thought the library would give me a good idea, but it hasn't done much for me so far." He shrugged. He enjoyed writing, but he'd never acutally finished a story. The world was a boring place and was completely dried of fresh ideas. At least there were people around. Maybe they'd give him an idea.
Terren looked at the other two. "I'm Terren, by the way," he said. He looked at Seaheart, getting more and more confused at his self-imposed angst.
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Post by Marr-ee on Apr 18, 2007 18:57:25 GMT -5
Michella watched as Emna gave him an evil glare, she laughed a little. "I'm so sorry. That was very rude of me Emna. My names Michella!" She said to her in a pleasant voice, she turned her attention to the window again before looking back at Seaheart. "Well, I don't think you should be directing anyone on fashion tips, incase you havn't noticed your OWN wordrobe. Not exactly flattering!" She said sternly.
"Writer's block? Well, If I was to write it sure would be awful, but I'm not much of a philsophical(?) person. I wish there was a way I could help. What do you write about?" She took the empty notebook from him looking at the empty pages.
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Post by phpshift on Apr 18, 2007 19:02:35 GMT -5
Terren watched her flipping through the pages and stopped her and took it back before she could reach the back pages. "I write about anything that pops into my head. I'm really not that good, but it passes the time," he said, shrugging again, "It's better than the danger room."
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Post by Marr-ee on Apr 18, 2007 19:09:08 GMT -5
Michella shrugged it off when he took the book back from her. There was nothing it in to interest her just empty pages and blue lines. "The danger room? Oh, the Danger room. Yeah, I think I missed the first day of it. O'well, It'll come around again I hope!"
She walked away from him going to the window to stare out to the lake. It was barely visible from the window.
"So... What do you write about though? Maybe you could write about the lake or what's we saw in it? It's amazing down there. I'm sure there's other people who could only dream of what I saw..."
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Post by phpshift on Apr 18, 2007 19:14:02 GMT -5
Terren wasn't used to being asked about his writing. "I usually write poetry," he said, looking over at Seaheart, expecting a disapproving glance, "because I lack the attention span and creativity to finish a book." How true. He'd never even finished a short story, let alone a book. Terren smiled at what Michella said, thinking back to their "adventure" at the lake. That would make a fine story, indeed.
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Post by Seaheart on Apr 18, 2007 19:18:53 GMT -5
Seaheart grunted. Poetry....he remembered a poem from....Lila? Oh yeah. Lila. He couldn't remember it but it had osmething to do with living out whatever you dream. Wardrobe? A long black jacket covering his hwole body. Nothing much. "Yeah. I guess my wardrobe ain't top notch. But I have to worry about bigger things. Like oh say, how my ex-girlfriend wants to kill me? Dying....or wardrobe....dying or wardrobe......Hm. I'll leave you to decide. Soemthing obviously happened between you two at hte lake, nad instead of making us wonder what's goign on between you two love fools...alright not sure about Terren but Michella, you seem to care so much about that lake, and what happened there with Terren, I'm just ognna ventrue to say you have a crush." He said with a yawn. It was easy to spot crushes. He never had one though. But hwen it came to emotions and reading signs, that was his game,
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Post by Marr-ee on Apr 18, 2007 19:20:08 GMT -5
Michella looked at him surprised. It's not everyday that a guy writes poetry. That was something about him that made him special. He wasn't like everyone else. He had yet another side of him.
"So, can I see some of your poetry. I promise I won't be mean or laugh at it..." She asked him looking at the book again.
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Post by phpshift on Apr 18, 2007 19:25:03 GMT -5
Terren looked at Seaheart. "We're just good friends," he said, "and it's none of your business anyway. Do you always get so talkitive when you get the chance to bother people?" Terren felt he was goading on a mad bull, so he stopped. It wasn't worth getting killed by a madman.
Terren looked back at Michella when she asked to see his poetry. He wasn't sure what to say. "It's not in here," he said, holding up he notebook, "I write it in another one. And I'm not sure. It's not that good and I'm not sure I'd feel comfortable. Sorry." He felt kind of bad. They were good friends, like he said, and friends were supposed to be open with each other. Confident in each other.
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Post by Marr-ee on Apr 18, 2007 19:29:49 GMT -5
Michella looked shocked to know that he didn't have his poems. 'WEll, i guess if his poems are like a diary to me, i wouldn't want anyone reading it either." She took her gaze off the book, looking directly at Seaheart at his comments. How could he know?
"Nothing happened... it's none of your business. I...I..." Michella looked at Terren, instantly took offensive by his know it all lecture. He didn't know anything. Or did he? Michella turned away from Sea and Terren and started to walk away, heading for the door. The only place she wanted to go was the LAke.
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Post by Seaheart on Apr 18, 2007 19:35:37 GMT -5
Seaheart closed his eyes, resting, and put on a bit of a smirk. "What did I say, Terren? She likes you. And I'm not bothering people. I'm merely speaking what your too blind to see....or don't want to see. So just to get it over with before she proves my point even more, just kiss her. Not much stuff is my business, but if I didn't, I wouldn't do my job as a spy very well, would I? So maybe if you hurry, you can stop her, and I can see what happens before I go on my date with....Lenne." He said remembering her. Funny, he played her game and then she expected him to follow with a date. That girl.
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Post by phpshift on Apr 18, 2007 19:37:22 GMT -5
Terren was going to follow Michella, but he would have been embarrassed to after the crazy kid's comments. He looked over at Seaheart. He didn't really want to stay here. The guy seemed to barely remember the name of his date. He became even more uncomfortable as he went on with his comments, so he decided to just go. "Hey," he said to Michella, "where are you going?" He followed her to the door. "You're not going to leave me with the crazy guy, are you?" he asked, laughing slightly.
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Post by Marr-ee on Apr 18, 2007 19:45:37 GMT -5
Michella could barely contain herself anymore. Why did this guy have to say all of that. He didn't want to help people by telling them what they didn't know, he taking his spy job to seriously, now he just wanted to create emotional murder.
Michella looked at Terren, but couldn't look at him directly. If it wasn't for seaheart, she'd probably be able to act normal around him. Now that seaheart spilled the beans, she was an emotional wreck, but tried to hold it together. He couldn't possibly believe him of course.
"I'm... going to the lake." She didn't say much but opened the door and quickly left Seahearts view before he was to say anything else.
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Post by Seaheart on Apr 18, 2007 19:49:21 GMT -5
Seaheart shook his head. "So now your apparently alone with the crazy guy. So would you like to learn how crazy boy got a date or would you like to go confront the girl who apparently has a crush on you. You know, if people could just tell how they feel to a person, I wouldn't have just made her the nervous twerp she is. Having Yuna know I love her was pretty easy. Woo. That's a story. And if I hadn't done hwat I did...well, let's say I would be going out on a date with Lenne right now." He said looking at Terren, seeing what he would do. "I could come with you if you want."
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Post by phpshift on Apr 18, 2007 19:54:20 GMT -5
Terren watched her go out the door. Was she uncomfortable around him now? He looked back at Seaheart angrily. He walked over to him. "You know," he said, "you have some nerve getting into other people's business. If you want to lurk around all dark and scary and brood about in your mind about your own bad life, that's fine by me. Just stop trying to make everyone else like you. And as for how you got a date, I'm not sure i want to know. She'll probably be gone within the week." In his anger, Terren subconciously turned Seahearts chair to hot steal. Shocked and turned it back quickly. He was sure Seaheart would retaliate if it had harmed him in any way. Terren took a step back.
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