Post by haptic on May 23, 2011 0:16:35 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
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quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
"hon? uhm, yeah thanks but no thanks. my name's Hope, Hope Estheim."
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
"i'm fifteen, born june eleventh. i come from cocoon, palumpolem if you want to get technical."
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
"well aren't you a riot? no really though, i'm not looking for anyone. besides, you look sort of funny to be a girl..."
"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
"i've always been a supporting role on a team, healing, magic, that sort of thing. are you sure you're not getting a little nosy?"
"cool, cool. i guess youre a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"you know... you just called me a horse, right?"
kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
"i'm... what, five foot two? i'm getting taller though! Jeeze, not everyone can be as tall as snow."
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"haha, you're four'nine? i don't feel so bad anymore. i'm pretty small i guess, though i don't think i'm scrawny compared to most my age. unfortunately i don't know many people that are my age sooo... average. yeah, let's stick with that. and stay over there would you?"
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"if i have to hear how fabulous my scarf is again i will not be happy. but i like... bright clothes, if you couldn't tell.i totally don't notice that blue and orange are complimentary colorsi'm not really picky about what i wear though. hey, why do you look so surprised?"
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"celebrity? nooo thank you. i'm good just being hope. "
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"but i a- oh never mind. do you have anymore questions?"
replied i love you too ,
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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
"uhm, i like fireworks, and love the beach. i also like, when people manage to get along; it makes life so much easier. i hate fighting, although it's something i've learned to get used to... having alexander to depend on made that easier... i don't like being treated like a kid, or crowded places."
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"well, i tend to stutter when i'm nervous or excited. and i used to really, really like vanille... but i think i grew out of it."
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"i'm easy to get along with i guess. i can be a bit... sensitive at times, but it's rarely as unbearable as before the l'cei mess. so go ahead, poke fun, bean annoyancea jokester... please don't mess around too much though, i'm told my temper can be rather nasty... yet i'm not all that intimidating so maybe you don't have anything to worry about."
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"haha, there you go again. would you please stop trying to be funny?"
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"i don't dance... although i could use a new place to stay."
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"my mother's name was nora, but she... isn't with us anymore. i don't know what happened to her... but i'll find her. bartholemew, my dad... he's not at home anymore either. but... why do you need to know all of this?"
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
"mom liked everyone... and no."
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"after mom disappeared i remember meeting quite a few people, and we did something amazing! but the thing is i... forget everything that happened. i know that lightning, vanille, snow, sahz and fang are some of my most important people though. while i look for my mom i'm looking for them too."
"hey, look! we're done. so, i would ask you on a second date, but i'm about to explode. no, really. please step back."
"alright then i'll... see you a... i'll just go."
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]name. haptic.
age. can i just say eighteen? i'm so freaking close.
rp experience. goin' on four years~
rules. thundaga
rp sample."Different?" He would have asked how, but it seemed he was dodging the subject. Deciding that anything this somewhat open rather adorable guy didn't want to share could stay his secret, Hoshi laid down and faced Seishun, telling him why he was here. "Nah, no fighting on my end; just a headache and some sort of cold. I couldn't sit through another class this way." The first two had been hard enough; everything started sounding like background music to the pounding headache soon after. Now he was here, and the silence made things a lot easier to deal with, and if he could get some advil from the nurse life would be blissful compared to fighting through his cold on his own.
"I don't think you have to do that; he'll settle down." Hoshi didn't mind stepping in; and it was his fault that Seishun had someone to talk to. He chuckled, putting a hand over his eyes because the lights were just a little too white and a lot too bright for him to even glance at. "Could I get an advil?" He asked her, distracting her from her other patient. She sighed, before going to grab the pills; but not before casting Seishun a look that spoke as loudly as a few threatening words. 'Don't. move.' And she disappeared for a few moments.
"I'd stop moving, she looks like she'll knock you out for the rest of the day without a second thought." He said quietly. And he wasn't being mean the nurse, no, he was wondering how many times Seishun had ended up in here and she ended up the one taking care of him. "But if you broke your wrist, I can see why she's upset. From here it doesn't look too bad..." Lips quirked into a frown as he eyed the other's arm. How in the world, does one break a wrist in a fist fight? "Some fight Sei, even as a stranger I wish you'd be more careful!"
