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Offline Natalie

Re: Outside
« Reply #51 on: December 29, 2014, 07:54:29 pm »
Aoife had to bite her lips to keep the laughter from spilling out. Hazel eyes remained locked on his in a silent battle, ignoring the pointing and whispering from the old people that inhabited the pizza place as best she could, granting them nothing other than a light pink blush that settled on the apples of her cheeks. She allowed herself to laugh only when he initiated it, listening to his rugged chuckles before letting out her own girlish giggles.

A brow rose when she noticed his smirk, but before she could act he grabbed her by the back of her neck and pulled her face to his. A soft squeal slipped through her lips before her face puckered up as he smeared pizza sauce on her face. Her hands instinctively reached out to him, one on his shoulder and the other pressed to his chest in an attempt to push away but he held onto her tight. With her hands maintaining contact Aoife looked at him when he finished, brows furrowed with an expression of playful displeasure. Only a second passed before she broke out into a smile, giggling at his words. From his shoulder her hand traveled up into his hair, ruffling it ever so slightly.

“Yeah? You’ve got a bit on you too, Ste-fan. Let me help.” Her hands slipped off of him and reached for napkins, sticking one on each cheek as she looked at him with triumphant eyes. “Oh wait, I missed a spot.” Reaching back to the table, the third napkin was placed on his forehead, unfolding downwards to cover his eyes. Aoife could only laugh.

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Re: Outside
« Reply #50 on: December 28, 2014, 10:26:20 pm »
His eyes widened as he watched, but he could not defend himself in time to avoid the onslaught of pizza to his face. Instantly he was covered in sauce and his face was now red under the red sauce as those around them began to turn around and stare at the two of them. They whispered and pointed, but Stefan's eyes where locked into into hers, a low growl lowing from his lips as he chuckled to himself and then, shook his head.

Stefan's lips curled into a smirk as he kept his eyes locked with Aofie's, and slowly grew into a smile as he suddenly reached out and placed his hand on the back of her neck and tugged her in towards him. He then began rubbing his face all over hers, sharing the smeared bits of pizza between them as he used her own attack to now cover her thoroughly in sauce. Now, with both of them bathed in red, Stefan laughed. He didn't let her move back from him, but kept her close as he let his fingers run up through her hair. He locked eyes with her and continued to play with her hair, smirking. "Your 'air is really soft..."

What a dumb thing to say in that moment. They where so close and the shared laughter of their pizza attacks seemed to spread through the small shop. He snickered at himself and then slowly started backing away from her, his hand still playing with her hair as he stopped about a foot away from her. "You got a bit ove red on ya there, Aee-ofee."
"There is no confusion like the confusion of a simple mind.."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

He's an outlaw loose and running came the whisper from each lip
And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip
And the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about today
Texas Red had not cleared leather fore a bullet fairly ripped
And the ranger's aim was deadly with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip

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Re: Outside
« Reply #49 on: December 24, 2014, 08:36:57 pm »
The reaction she got out of him wasn’t what she was going for. Panic seized every morsel of her being when he started coughing. Hazel eyes widened with concern and she completely tensed, a blank mind offering up no ideas to help him. When she could finally think coherently his coughing had minimized but her concern was still there. A small hand curled gently around his bicep, offering a soft squeeze. “Are you okay?” Was the generic response that spilled from her lips in a hurry, a slight accent tinting the words; however she didn’t receive a reply to her question.

Aoife laughed; a deep belly-laugh that made her gasp for air when it passed and brought tears to her eyes. An index finger rose to wipe the droplets from her face as she caught her breath. “You could’ve choked to death, but you’re more worried about your ‘sweeshy’ hair.” She could only roll her eyes as she fell down from the high laughing gave her. “But to be honest, the Christopher Walken suits you well.” The words were but a whisper as they fell from her lips. A hand rose to him, hesitantly stopping half way as she caught on to what she was doing. By then it was far too late to talk herself out of it as just moments later her fingers combed through his hair and arranged it back to what it was before. It was soft, his hair, and she bet it smelled good - smelled masculine from that two-in-one shampoo and conditioner treatment most men used either because they didn’t care or didn’t know what the point of conditioner was. It was a nice thought, she decided as she lowered her hand to her lap, though her thoughts soon drifted to another head of hair that was just as soft - if not softer - and several shades darker than Stefan’s.

The thought was wiped out of her head as he asked a question. Normal? What was normal? She was in the midst of conjuring up an applicable definition when he pointed to an older couple eating pizza. “Maybe..” She stated with a small voice, hazel eyes settling on Stefan’s, picking out appropriate words to elaborate her opinion. But she was cut off by his playful glare. “Still stuck on your hair? You--”

Pizza sauce was smeared on her cheek. Aoife looked at him, lips parting with the signature ‘o’ shape of surprise. Seconds passed with him laughing and her remaining completely silent. He made a very bad decision. Without even a sliver of hesitation Aoife grabbed her half a slice of pizza and smeared it on his cheek. Once she was sure his face was covered in an ample amount of pizza sauce she placed the slice on her plate and looked at him with an equally playful glare.

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Re: Outside
« Reply #48 on: December 24, 2014, 03:44:42 pm »
Stefan had devoured half of his pizza before the woman even looked back towards him. We was working on eating the crust as she was letting her eyes wander around the rather empty shack they inhabited. Stefan had noticed that many of the people around were much older than them. Most of the young people, he figured, would be at that thumping place down the street if anywhere. Clubs... What was the use of places like those? Stefan shook his head once and began in on his crust.

Then she spoke and Stefan was fine at first. He was taking a bite and listening contently to her statement as she spoke about normal people and them being nothing more than normal people. But when her tone shifted once more to the playful content he was used to... Well, she almost killed him to be truthful. Stefan sharply inhaled and a large chunk of crust found its way down the wrong tube and instantaneously caused the man to start hacking up a second hurricane Katrina to dislodge the hunk of crust. Luckily did not take long. Stefan looked at her, despite any previous statement or concern for his well-being, and stared at her a moment before blurting out "Ya tink me 'air is sweeshy?" Shurik looked up to his locks, trying to see them past the orbital bones. His hand rushed through his hair once more and furrowed it. "Damn it. N' I told em teh give me t'e John Travolta, not t'e Christopher Walkin..." His gaze fell back to her as he smirked and shook his head.

"Define t'e me dat word: normal." The idiom left his lips dripping with disdain. He drew it out in length, closed his eyes, and shook his head as he spoke the word, giving her a small smirk afterwards. Stefan waited a moment and then looked over towards an older couple eating a few slices themselves. "See dem? What's normal fer me 'n you is definitely not normal fer them." Stefan rolled his shoulders back, stretching his arms slightly as he looked back to her. Glaring playfully over the last bits of his pizza. "Sweeshy hairstyle." In a moment of quick thinking, Stefan wiped a small amount of sauce off his remaining crust and landed an index finger strike against her cheek, staining it red once more as he then licked his finger clean and wiped his hands off on his napkin. "En guard," He said afterwards, laughter now leaving his lips.
"There is no confusion like the confusion of a simple mind.."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

He's an outlaw loose and running came the whisper from each lip
And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip
And the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about today
Texas Red had not cleared leather fore a bullet fairly ripped
And the ranger's aim was deadly with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip

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Offline Natalie

Re: Outside
« Reply #47 on: December 22, 2014, 12:20:04 pm »
Aoife perked up at the praise he gave her; she couldn’t expect to be perfect every time she tried something new, even if it was as simple as eating pizza a different way. Attention and acknowledgement was something humans yearned for - even Aoife, who avoided crowds and interacting with people in general. It was reassuring; that way she knew she wasn’t invisible.


Her soaring spirits and confidence came crumbling down the second he mentioned having something on her face. Aoife immediately turned her back to him and snatched up a napkin to wipe the cheek he indicated to. Sure enough the white napkin was stained red with pizza sauce. With a face no longer tainted by pizza sauce Aoife turned back around in her seat. Eye contact suddenly became difficult and her cheeks and ears were on fire with a flush of embarrassment. It was a good thing he sat beside her and not across the table from her, which would’ve made awkward eye contact inevitable. Instead her ordinary hazel eyes swept through the little parlor. Aoife and Stefan were probably the youngest people there save for the young server who gave them their food. The building was basically a shack; small, empty, and intimate. There weren’t many people, but the ones who were paid no mind to the two stars sat at the booth. It was refreshing.

Much against her will, Aoife’s hazel eyes turned away from the decor and settled back on Stefan’s - an innate habit to make eye contact when being spoken to. His nudge sent her body ricocheting and her head wobbling, but her expression remained neutral. “But normal people have dreams, and normal people chase after their dreams, and normal people can accomplish their dreams if they try hard enough.” The brunette paused for a brief moment, her eyes falling down to their pizza - his half gone and hers barely touched - before snapping back up to his. “It’s normal to want something and its normal to get it. Liking people and not liking people and being the star of a tv show doesn’t make me an exception to the rule - or you. Don’t think that accent makes you cool; it makes you interesting, mysterious, and maybe a bit desirable.” Before her words could take on a tone of awkward seriousness, Aoife quickly recovered the playful and jubilant atmosphere they previously had.

“Take that accent away and you’re just a boring kid with nothing going for you other than that swishy hairstyle.” The hazel eyes that adorned her face narrowed in playful challenge as she took a rather sassy bite out of her pizza, being sure to not get anything on her face.

|My apologies for the gross spacing.Yuck.|
« Last Edit: December 22, 2014, 12:22:28 pm by Aoife »

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Re: Outside
« Reply #46 on: December 15, 2014, 03:37:07 am »
He was mid bite when started processing his statement. His eyebrow raised in curiosity as he looked over out of the corner of his eye and watched Aoife as she tried to copy his method of eating pizza. He chewed for a moment and then swallowed the chunk. He chuckled as she took a bite and caught some of the sauce with the corner of the mouth. "Well, T'at was pritty good." He set his piece down for a moment, keeping his folding hand in place as he pointed to the corner of his lips. "But ya got sum t'ings right 'ere." Stefan rolled his shoulders to stretch them for a moment before lifting the slice up once more. "You 'rnt very ordinary in my eyes." He shrugged his shoulders and then took another bite, taking a minute to chew the piece. Stefan thought to himself for a moment on how to follow up the statement. She beat him, though, making a statement on how hungry she didn't know she was. He chuckled and looked in her direction, ingesting his recent bite before nodding. "Good Pizzah will do t'at to yah." He faced towards the table top and shook his head a moment before looking back to her. "But, yer not very ordinary." He nudged her with his shoulder. "Ya dun like peeple. Ye dun like crowds. Yer a star on a show. I mean, Normal peeple dun get actin' jobs." He had devoured half his Pizza before he leaned back into the seats. "You dun need to 'ave n' accn't to be cool. Yer already cool."
"There is no confusion like the confusion of a simple mind.."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

He's an outlaw loose and running came the whisper from each lip
And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip
And the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about today
Texas Red had not cleared leather fore a bullet fairly ripped
And the ranger's aim was deadly with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip

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Re: Outside
« Reply #45 on: December 11, 2014, 08:04:09 pm »
The beginnings of a blush dotted her cheekbones at his gesture, eyes crossing to see her nose in a playful manner before she straightened out and looked to him with a gentle smile. A shrug rolled off her shoulders and she wrinkled her nose. “Even with an accent I don’t think I could be cool. I’m too… average.” Which she was. Brown hair, drab, thick, and unruly. Skin lightly tanned. Body straight and slightly toned. She didn’t have the curves girls killed for, the shining hair, the soft, suntanned skin. Aoife was extremely ordinary, and because of that she saw nothing extraordinary about herself. “Thank you!” She called out quickly to the server after Stefan, though the two received not a reply from the man. “Mmm. It does.” Her hands delicately picked up the slice of pizza, and she was just about to take a bite out of it when she glanced over at her companion; watching as he folded the crust with an easy motion and took a bite out of it. With a playful twinkle entering her eyes Aoife copied him - or at least attempted to. His folding the crust with a finger took far more effort on her end because her hands were so small, and when she took a bite she accidentally smeared pizza sauce on the corner of her mouth and cheek - which went unnoticed by the woman as she eagerly chewed the pizza and swallowed. “I didn’t know I was so hungry..”

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Re: Outside
« Reply #44 on: December 02, 2014, 11:55:00 pm »
Stefen gave a light chuckle that could have passed unnoticed. He simply kept quiet with a smile on his face as he listened to her musical laugh. He couldn't help but tilt his own head at her. His gentle eyes watching til the laughter died down and with another soft chuckle of his own"Glad ya like it." He reached out and tapped her nose gently with his index finger, giving a wink before she turned and reveled her own story of why she had lost her own funny sounding words. "Well. Small'r chitlins can be vicious." He folded his hands, landing his elbows firmly on the table before leaning his ear against the closed double fist. He kept his gaze in her direction and shook his head. "Evil lil' t'ings. Den in hi'h school. t'eh kid wit the acc'nt terns oot to be the cooler one." He turned her head just as the server had reached them and quickly removed his elbows from the table. The man set the plates, paper of course, down in front of them, nodded, and then began his walk back to the counter. "T'anks Mate" was all Stefan could utter before the server seemingly disappeared again. "I must agree. Looks excellent." Stefan waited a moment before lifting the slice, folding the crust with his index finger, and munching a decent chunk from the slice. "Aye, ya." He said between chewing and then swallowing. "T'is pretty good."
"There is no confusion like the confusion of a simple mind.."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

He's an outlaw loose and running came the whisper from each lip
And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip
And the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about today
Texas Red had not cleared leather fore a bullet fairly ripped
And the ranger's aim was deadly with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip

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Re: Outside
« Reply #43 on: December 02, 2014, 09:42:52 pm »
For any actor or actress, it was easy to fall into a role. On the drop of a dime Stefan became a golden-haired maiden, and Aoife became amused. Soft chuckles dripped from her lips like honey; slow at first until it reached its climax, then dying off into a gentle hum. The woman nodded her head, sending a few stray hairs into her face which she tucked away with a gentle hand. “The accent.. suits you - you sound weird without it.” A gentle smile was directed towards him, white teeth peeking out for a brief moment before they clasped onto her pale pink bottom lip in thought. “I came over here when I was young. Kids made fun of me because I spoke differently, so I was enrolled in speech classes to get rid of it.” Hazel eyes looked away from Stefan’s, setting on a man with a tray in his hands and two slices of pizza on that tray. “It looks really good.” She said, nodding her head towards the food; her stomach growled as the scent of the sweet, majestic bacon hit her nose. Goodness, she was hungry.

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Re: Outside
« Reply #42 on: December 01, 2014, 05:38:18 pm »
Stefan took a seat next to her. She had opened the space up, so why should he not join her on the same side. The could both enjoy the upholstery on the other side together. He was still pondering her linkage of arms with him as she spoke up once more about his accent. He looked at her, leaned away and placed his right hand over his heart as if struck. "Aye, I would never!" Once again tapping into that little piece of southern bell, maybe medieval lady, that everyone hid inside of themselves. He reposed himself, his left hand striking gently against his forehead as he spoke the words, his neck tilting back as his eyes shut. He shook his head as if waving long golden locks that weren't there. And as quick as he entered this, he was back to normal and looking at her with a large grin. "T'is real." He strolled his tongue around his mouth a bit and then began to speak again, taking on what most would call the 'American Accent.' "I can speak regular like, but it takes some effort." He smirked and watched her reaction, keeping in mind how cute she looked when she was curiously cocking her head at him. "But. I like me acc'nt, so I try not teh lose it." He chuckled to himself a moment. "N' yes, It does pull a good amo'nt of wemen in my direct'on." He once more brushed his hair with his fingers and took a second. "What a'boot you? You seem t'e be missin' one."
"There is no confusion like the confusion of a simple mind.."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

He's an outlaw loose and running came the whisper from each lip
And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip
And the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about today
Texas Red had not cleared leather fore a bullet fairly ripped
And the ranger's aim was deadly with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip

Spoiler (hover to show)

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Re: Outside
« Reply #41 on: November 29, 2014, 04:22:41 pm »
Aoife let out a quiet chuckle, her hazel eyes twinkling with laughter. His response was so unexpected though she could only nod her head in agreement. “Bacon is amazing.” She said in concurrence, remaining silent as Stefan ordered their pizza and paid the clerk at the counter. “We shall.” Linking her arm with his, Aoife led them both to the booth, sliding in far enough should he want to sit next to her rather than across from her. Once they were both settled in she turned her sparkling hazel eyes on the man, head tilted to the side out of curiosity. “So is that accent real, or do you use it to get all the ladies?” It would be a lie to say she didn’t found it endearing and somewhat attractive, though she hoped he wasn’t keen enough to read through the lines and figure that out for himself; she would be so embarrassed.

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Re: Outside
« Reply #40 on: November 28, 2014, 08:22:24 pm »
"Yeh. My Accn't confuses many people. 'Specially wit a name like Stafan Sall'zzo." Stefan stared at the menu for a minute or two, listening to her answer and chuckling. "I could be. If Bacin wasn't so delicious." There was a short buzz of laughter from his lips from his own joke and then he looked to the man behind the counter. "Aye, friend. Two slices o've bacin n' peperoni." There was an exchange of small talk as Stefan paid the total cost with a ten, restored his change into his wallet, and nodded as the cashier informed him of the 5-10 minute wait time. "Sounds good." He turned toward Aoife and nodded toward an open booth. "Shall we take a seet?" Stefan extended his left arm and bowed slightly, offering the first few steps towards the table to his 'guest.'
"There is no confusion like the confusion of a simple mind.."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

He's an outlaw loose and running came the whisper from each lip
And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip
And the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about today
Texas Red had not cleared leather fore a bullet fairly ripped
And the ranger's aim was deadly with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip

Spoiler (hover to show)

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Re: Outside
« Reply #39 on: November 26, 2014, 09:19:43 pm »
Aoife chuckled, shaking her head in dismissal of his words while also attempting to hide the dark red that painted the arches of her cheeks. “As smooth as petting a porcupine backwards.” She retorted with little hesitation, giving him a playful smile as they made their way into the little pizza joint. Very few paid them any attention, though it wasn’t like there were many customers in anyways, which was a huge relief. Blending in with the crowd and become an average person was a dream; it rarely happened, though Aoife never knew why people gave her such special treatment. She was human, just as everyone else in the world. “Your accent is reminiscent of home, with a few slight tweaks in it, but I knew you weren’t born in Ireland or Scotland - and the name Stefan screams Italian.” Unlike him, whom she could tell had his eyes on her, Aoife didn’t make eye contact. She remained looking elsewhere, chewing on the inside of her cheek in thought. “So I couldn’t really guess where you were from..” Trailing off she trained her eyes on the menu, scanning over the choices. Aoife shook her head in response to his question, finally looking up at him. “Nope.” A slight pause, a wrinkle of the brow. “Are you?”

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Re: Outside
« Reply #38 on: November 24, 2014, 11:00:05 pm »
He sent a glance in her direction as she mocked him under her breath, a playful smile presenting itself on his face as he spoke of his accent. He couldn't really help it. He was quite the mutt himself when it came to language and his persona in general. He followed her and continued to speak on his nationality after she spoke of buying desert for them. "Ya mean yer not desert? Hmm. N' 'ere I was thinkin' I was pretty smooth." He gave her a playful wink as they moved inside the pizza store, only catching the attention of a few. "I was born in itali, Raised in Cali, n' spent most me life filmin' n' the scotts n' sum on yer home island." He smirked. "Were did ya think I was frum?" He raised an eyebrow, making his way towards the counter without taking his eyes off of her. "Sumwere 'round there. Er maybe teh south in t'is country." Stefan stared at the menu for a short while before asking. "Not vegan er anythin' are ya?"
"There is no confusion like the confusion of a simple mind.."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

He's an outlaw loose and running came the whisper from each lip
And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip
And the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about today
Texas Red had not cleared leather fore a bullet fairly ripped
And the ranger's aim was deadly with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip

Spoiler (hover to show)

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Re: Outside
« Reply #37 on: November 24, 2014, 07:50:23 pm »
Hazel eyes watched with amusement as he swept his free hand through his already tousled hair, messing it up even more than it already was, yet it fell back in a perfect position and framed his face nicely. As soon as she realized she had been staring she quickly looked away, cheeks gaining a nonchalant pink dusting. “Califernya..” She repeated under her breath, voice adopting the same accent he had as if playfully mocking him. “You say that but your accent tells me otherwise.” Despite her words she let the subject drop, her attention being swept away by the little pizza joint he stopped them in front of. The smell was… well, it was something special. Both delicious and sketchy all at the same time. Exciting, really. Aoife nodded her head, the smile on her face growing. “You get this and I’ll get dessert.” She left no room for negotiation as she led the way into the building, holding open the door until she knew he had a hold of it before stepping inside. Hopefully her five bucks would cover dessert - hopefully there was a place with cheap ice cream.

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Re: Outside
« Reply #36 on: November 23, 2014, 05:34:52 pm »
"W're i'm frum?" He chuckled softly to himself and continued their stroll. "I mov'd 'ere at such a young age, I guess t'e only response is 'ere, in 'Merica." His free hand furrowed his tousled hair,  gently pushing the locks back and letting them fall back into place. "Always told I was frum 'ere. Moved when I was stilla small lad." He nodded and continued their walk. "So, I'd say officially, califernya." Stefan continued to watch the streets vacate. The less people, the more his arms and body seemed to slack. Stefan stopped suddenly and looked up at a sign, a smile playing on his face as he pointed. "Down fer a slice?" The off hand pizza store he had stopped in front of was still opened. "My treat."
"There is no confusion like the confusion of a simple mind.."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

He's an outlaw loose and running came the whisper from each lip
And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip
And the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about today
Texas Red had not cleared leather fore a bullet fairly ripped
And the ranger's aim was deadly with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip

Spoiler (hover to show)

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Re: Outside
« Reply #35 on: November 23, 2014, 01:01:43 pm »
A soft chuckle rolled passed her lips, a smile lighting up her face though it quickly vanished as she fell into a roll, playing along. Eyes darted away shyly, her smile still there but gaining a bashful air. “Oh, you see, mister Stefan, I’m not too sure Mama would like that; going into a man’s room alone without a chaperone - it’s scandalous, people will talk..” Words died off gracefully as she fell out of the role as easily as she stepped into it. The streets grew emptier, and Aoife grew more comfortable and less anxious. Being alone with Stefan and no prying eyes it became easier for her to act herself; the man had the same aura of calmness around him that Jasper had, which made her relax into her own skin. “I was born in Ireland,” A shrug rolled off her shoulders. “But I moved to the United States when I was a kid.” Justification for dropping the Irish accent - it drew unwanted attention. Now, as an adult, the accent only makes an appearance when she grants it permission, is tired, or is drunk, which most likely won’t happen. Ever. “Where’re you from?” It was obvious where he was from, but she felt obliged to ask him the question anyways to keep the conversation rolling.

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Re: Outside
« Reply #34 on: November 22, 2014, 04:45:36 pm »
He playfully gasped. "Why, miss Eh-oif-ee! If it's not too forwerd' of me to ask, maybe you would prefer to find out in person how soft it is." Stefan patted her hand with his free one. He spoke with all the air of a southern bell, even adding in a "Bless yer heart" for effect. He had noticed the abrupt turn only after his act and did not question her judgement or her excuse one bit. "Well, this is an adventure. What's an adventure witout sum twis' n' turns?" They didn't seem so much in a rush as before, and Stefan felt his heartbeat calming down. "Hm. interestin' joints they got 'round 'ere." The house seemed adjoined to a small housing district with a large amount of places to get in trouble at. They must have passed the busiest place, because these streets seemed empty, save for the estranged pedestrian who strolled by without a second glance at them. "So w'ere 're you from?" Small talk, he hated it, but felt it would be good to make conversation on this walk. It was, after all, a fine night for a stroll.
"There is no confusion like the confusion of a simple mind.."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

He's an outlaw loose and running came the whisper from each lip
And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip
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Texas Red had not cleared leather fore a bullet fairly ripped
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Re: Outside
« Reply #33 on: November 22, 2014, 11:19:35 am »
The explanation he gave of his room, as vague as it was, gave Aoife the perfect image; she pictured those high ceilings before he divulged that information, even picturing the wall of bookshelves before he told her so. What she didn’t expect was the hammock. Though it sounded nice enough. Soft, furry blanket. When he paused to change the ending of his sentence she knew exactly what he meant, a knowing smile gracing her face. All the while they walked she noticed his subtle attempt to slow down the pace, which she obliged to, even slowing it down herself when she saw the people ahead of them. Without thinking she took another left, turning down a street with fewer people. “You said you didn’t like being around too many people..” Was her meek justification. Aoife was in the same boat; she couldn’t handle being around large crowds of people - seeing the street packed with people was daunting, to her at least. Though she was quick to change the subject, a teasing light entering her eyes. “So, tell me just how soft that hammock is?” A light jest to let him know that she knew what he was going to say.

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Re: Outside
« Reply #32 on: November 20, 2014, 11:27:51 pm »
He kept his eyes faced forward, keeping pace with her footfalls, but dragging slightly to try to slow her down a miniscule amount. Although he didn't mind the faster pace; he found the quicker he traveled, the more likely he was to 'light up' if pressed into a situation which required action. "My room? Ehh. I'd put it sumwere betw'in huntin' cabin n' lib'ary." Which he found sufficient enough to describe his home away from home. But feeling she might be disappointed in such a short characterization, he continued after a pause. "Nice 'igh ceilin's, a wall o' shelves cover'd in books, n' a comfy 'ammick cover'd n' a nice furreh blank'it. Best fer sleepin' in yer..." He thought before he finished his sentence, but the stall gave him a chance to change the end, "on cold nights." He could only lift an eyebrow at her explanation of her time so-far in the house. There was something there, but he did not press for information that was none of his business. "Sounds like yer 'avin' fun 'ere, den." He chuckled. "N' I'm jus' tryin' te avoid beatin' sum'un." He let his lips lift and pointed down the way. "Looks like we're cummin' up on sum bustle."
"There is no confusion like the confusion of a simple mind.."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

He's an outlaw loose and running came the whisper from each lip
And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip
And the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about today
Texas Red had not cleared leather fore a bullet fairly ripped
And the ranger's aim was deadly with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip

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