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Post by Daniel on Nov 25, 2007 21:55:27 GMT -5
"Er...aren't the first and third like the same question? OK, um, first one...I dunno, I was bored and I wanted to talk to someone...second, same thing I told you before, I had a few duels with his brother...third, same as first, right? Fourth, you seem like someone that I can trust...although I wouldn't exactly put my life in your hands..." Shane rambled.
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Post by Kitty on Nov 25, 2007 22:18:23 GMT -5
"I guess so...I just was going off the edge of my seat." She shrugged. "Umm, okay, Fifth question: You have been doing weird things, like looking around. I probably am just paranoid or something, but you have been looking over your shoulder a bit. Sixth Question: Cake or Death? I just need to know. Seventh Question: What is your favorite comidian? Eighth Question: What do you do in your free time?"
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Post by Daniel on Nov 26, 2007 16:31:29 GMT -5
"Er...was there even a question for number five?" Shane asked. "Six...Cake. Why would I rather die that eat cake? Seven...myself," he smirked, sending her a wide grin. This was mostly because he didn't watch a lot of stand-up comedy. "Eight...I don't know, I've played a little Quidditch, gone to Hogsmeade,explored, all that..."
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Post by Kitty on Nov 26, 2007 22:37:41 GMT -5
She smiled at his cockiness about the comidians. "Yes, 5 was a question. Am I paranoid or what? Ninth Question: Siblings or an only child? Tenth Question: Best Friend, and tell me about him/her. Eleventh Question:Single? Sorry, I know it is personal and all, but yeah, it wouldn't be too akward if you said now. Twelvth [sp?] Question: What's your job?"
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Post by Daniel on Nov 27, 2007 18:15:36 GMT -5
"Five...I'm just a little paranoid myself. I'm kinda claustrophobic, so I like to know how to get out of places in an emergency..." Shane started. "Nine, only child. Ten...Don't really have one. I have one kind of best friend, but he's a bit older than me, so that's not really it. I'm more of a posse person..." he joked. "Eleven, single. Twelve...I'm...a private service person," he said, choosing his words carefully. "I help people and societies run their businesses and stuff like that."
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Post by Kitty on Nov 28, 2007 19:39:04 GMT -5
"Like, finances and crap? Or like, CSI?" She threw in the muggle show without knowing it. Oops. "CSI is like a show about crimes and mystery, and deaths. Like secret service. And, I'm just gonna go to 15 questions, because I'm running out of questions. Okay, Thirteenth Question:Do you have an STD? Sorry, but you have to be single for a reason." She joked. " Fourteenth Question: Favorite color? Fifteenth Question: Do you like my house?"
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Post by Daniel on Nov 28, 2007 19:43:47 GMT -5
"Like, CSI I guess would be closest..." Shane said. "Thirteen, no. Fourteen, green. Fifteen, yeah, it's better than a lot I've seen..." Shane trailed off. "So...do you have any siblings?" he asked. He had meant to ask, 'Do you have a boyfriend?', but this somehow came out instead...
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Post by Kitty on Nov 28, 2007 19:53:43 GMT -5
"Yeah! I have one brother." She said, wishing he had said something else.
//OMG SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO cliche'. But I couldn't resist ^^//
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Post by Daniel on Nov 28, 2007 20:10:46 GMT -5
//*cough*3-4 lines!*cough*//
"Er...do you have a boyfriend?" Shane blurted out. He had barely heard the last answer because he was trying to get the next one out. He looked up at her, running a hand through his hair absentmindedly. I bet she does, and I'm making a complete fool out of myself... he thought.
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Post by Kitty on Nov 28, 2007 22:28:19 GMT -5
She blushed about four shades of red, then stayed there, then went about a million shades more red. She was almost purple from so much red when she blurted out, "No." Then, kind of choked a little bit, but not a lot to be really noticed. She felt like she was going to fall off the floor, and die a long painful death, in front of Shane and he was laughing, of emmbrassment. He probably was laughing at her, her vision had a little haze from emmbrassment. She was so sensitive to the question, she just HAD to blush! She thought the fact that she did blush made her blush some more. In actuality, she was looking at the floor, not moving or saying a word. "I kindamaybeinawaythinkyourcuteandsweetsofarandcuteorhotandreallynice." She said really fast, wishing she could grab those words back into her mouth.
//9 LINES!!! 10 if you include that 1-word line! Oh!!!!!//
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Post by Daniel on Nov 28, 2007 22:33:27 GMT -5
//LOL! Keep it up. // Shane watched, blinking as she turned red and blurted something out really fast. He caught the main idea of what she was saying, if not all the details, and smiled. "Well...do you wanna...go out sometime?" Shane asked slowly when she stopped, himself turning a light shade of red. He quickly regained his composure. "Probably sometimes when we're not baking brownies for a werewolf in the middle of the night," he added jokingly.
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Post by Kitty on Nov 28, 2007 22:37:03 GMT -5
She let her blush go away, smiling a little. "Well, okay!" She was trying to not sound so excited, but he seemed really great, and he was still with her after the whole thing with the werewolf. "Yeah, I thik they might be ready by now." She said, looking back at the kitchen, not really wanting to get up, though.
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Post by Daniel on Nov 28, 2007 22:40:34 GMT -5
"I guess we should get them back to Mr. Wolf before he gets too hungry..." Shane said, pausing a second before turning and walking into the kitchen. He opened the oven and used a levitation charm to move the brownies onto the kitchen counter. "Are they done?" he asked, looking at Bellatrix.
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Post by Kitty on Nov 28, 2007 22:43:53 GMT -5
She sighed, and hauled her butt off the couch. She took a quick glance at them, and nodded. "Okay, not we cut them up, and put them on a paper plate to bring to the Big Brownie Eating Werewolf." She said, levating a knife, and sending it to cut the brownies into peices. She went to the plantry, fished out a paper plate, and lavated the cut up brownies onto the plate. "Let's go!"
//back to the Skreiking Shack!//
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Post by Daniel on Nov 28, 2007 22:47:07 GMT -5
//OK...you make the first post there, cause I'm brain dead. lol//
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Post by Kitty on Dec 8, 2007 22:35:19 GMT -5
She kicked off her shoes by the door. The smell of brownies filled the air still, and the chair was still tilted a little so it faced the couch. It felt like years ago that they had been playing that Truth game. It wasn't even a real Truth game. More like a 'Truth if it's not too uncomfortable.' She smiled to herself, thinking 'Ignorance is Bliss'. She sat on the couch, and wrapped a blanket around herself. Finally, she looked up at Shane.
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Post by Daniel on Dec 8, 2007 23:24:42 GMT -5
Shane looked around again. The house seemed to be a different place completely. He sat down uncomfortably across from Bella. He was silent for a second, staring at the table, before he said, "Look, I'm sorry. I'm an idiotic jerk and most of what the werewolf told you is true, but I really have changed. I don't want to work for this person, I don't want anything to do with it..."
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Post by Daniel on Dec 10, 2007 20:04:09 GMT -5
Shane felt the awkward sensation of Apparating as he and Bella appeared in front of her house. He followed her inside, dreading the conversation that was about to ensue. He sighed and glanced around, searching for escape routes once again, this time with a little more consciousness in what he was doing.
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Post by Kitty on Dec 12, 2007 21:50:31 GMT -5
//I'M SOOOOO SORRY!!!!!!! I kept looking back at the Shack, and was like 'Danny still hasn't replied! He is getting bad with posting!' but then I remembered that, we kinda moved the board.... ^^ Sooooooooo sooooo sooooo sorry!//
Bella took in everything. She took what was probably the thousandth deep breath for the night, and grimaced, thinking about what she was going to say. "And you think that I will ever forget any of that? About the people you killed, just so you wouldn't be killed. You have heard the tales of Peter Pettigrew as much as I, and in my mind, you are probably just as low." She lowered her voice, "Who the heck is so bad, and so secretive that a Dailey Prophet reporter has never heard of, but so bad she is deadly?"
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Post by Daniel on Dec 12, 2007 22:10:06 GMT -5
"I'm afraid I can't tell you," Shane said. He would have answered almost any other question truthfully, but that was one that he would rather not...especially if he wanted to live. He sighed, realizing how bad he sounded. He had always hated Wormtail, just because he was a pathetic betrayer, but he was just as bad.
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Post by Kitty on Dec 13, 2007 20:05:05 GMT -5
She gave him a look of death. "Of course you can't," she said coldly, looking away. "What can you answer? Nothing about the part of your life that is a secret, and we are fighting over, but anything other safe topic is just fine." She said, drowning it in sarcasm. "I want to be able to know you can tell the truth, and so far, I know a werewolf tells more of the truth than you."
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Post by Daniel on Dec 13, 2007 20:10:21 GMT -5
"What was I supposed to say? 'Hi, nice to meet you, I'm a mass murderer instructed by a secret organization led by a power crazy witch, how are you?'" Shane asked sarcastically, temper rising quickly. "What difference does it make if I'm the one killing? She would have done it anyway!"
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Post by Kitty on Dec 14, 2007 18:33:47 GMT -5
She glared at him, he had a valid point, but the end with yelling at her, was making Bella mad. "Why are you yelling at me again?" She said, her voice constricting from her trying to control her anger. "And is does make a difference. Maybe not in their lives, but in your's. It's you who has been permanatly marked as a murderer. So, it does make a difference. I mean, who do you like better, someone who died trying, or someone who died because he was a mouse, and finally learned that killing was wrong? You are going to be murdered, whether it's today, or a year, your going to be killed by that witch." She couldn't control herself, the night's worth of tears, and emotions finally fell upon her, and she broke down, her head in her hands, sobbing, and rocking back and forith.
//That reminds me of what my friend, Emily, said about gangs: If you join a gang, you will get shot and die. You could get shot by the Poe-poe, get shot by a rival gang, get shot trying to get out of the gang, get shot in the inner gang fight, get shot because you weren't killing enough people, or you will shoot yourself from the fear of being shot. So, don't join a gang or you will be shot, and die. The class was laughing for over 10 minutes.....I think its the way she said it, in a funny way. ^^//
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Post by Daniel on Dec 14, 2007 21:42:05 GMT -5
//...o.O...lol//
Shane couldn't think of anything to say. "I'd rather postpone it then..." he muttered feebly, looking down at his feet. He was not good with tears, never had been. After a moment, he stood up, legs quivering. "I have to go," he lied, and headed for the door. He simply couldn't think of anything to say, and he needed to clear his head...or drown himself in firewhiskey, one or the other.
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Post by Kitty on Dec 15, 2007 12:00:33 GMT -5
She looked up, and saw him walking towards the door, she didn't hear what he said, but she could guess. And even thought she pretty much hated him at that moment, she ran towards him, and stopped him, giving him a huge hug. "That...that was harsh." She said, wiping tears off her face, still giving him a huge bear hug. "I didn't mean to say that stuff, but I don't want to dance around the subject. It's something we have to deal with sometime or another."
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