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Post by matchstick on Jun 24, 2009 9:38:42 GMT -5
"Those good, sugar?"
Matchstick nodded with wide eyes, he couldn't say yes because he still had a mouth-full of waffles in his mouth. He finished his waffles in what seemed like seconds, and happily laid back on his chair, then he smiled and turned to Peaches, "Thank'ya Peaches!"
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Post by Peaches Carington on Jun 24, 2009 13:39:47 GMT -5
"Thank'ya Peaches!"
Peaches nodded her head at him, "Your welcome, darlin'. Don't meet a lot of people outside of Manhattan, let alone Medda's. When I break for lunch, I'm usually alone. Thanks for lettin' me sit with you." The waitress brought the check and Peaches handed her some money, and sat back. "So Matchstick, do have any brothers or sisters?" Sometimes Peaches felt she was a bit too nosy but she loved meeting new people when she got the chance and wanted to know all about them.
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Post by matchstick on Jun 24, 2009 16:26:10 GMT -5
"So Matchstick, do have any brothers or sisters?"
Matchstick shrugged "I don't know" He took out a new match and started chewing on it.
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Post by Peaches Carington on Jun 26, 2009 9:55:12 GMT -5
Matchstick shrugged "I don't know" He took out a new match and started chewing on it.
Pallet studied Matchstick, "So Matchstick, what brings you to the Bronx today? Visiting someone, or just kinda wandering...?"
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Post by matchstick on Jun 28, 2009 0:39:20 GMT -5
"So Matchstick, what brings you to the Bronx today? Visiting someone, or just kinda wandering...?"
"Wandering. What abouts you?" He asked curiously.
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Post by Peaches Carington on Jun 28, 2009 21:21:14 GMT -5
"Wandering. What abouts you?"
Peaches started playing with a string on her shirt sleeve, "Just takin' a break from work, getting somethin' ta eat. Kinda just visitin' anybody I run into.", she smiled and finished off her glass of water. Watching him chew on the matchstick in his mouth, she decided to ask him a question about something he loved. She looked around the restaurant and noticed there was only one other booth filled, "So, can you do anythin' special with your matches, Darlin', or do you just light them?" The way she asked was meant to be a question but it kinda sounded like a challenge
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Post by matchstick on Jun 30, 2009 11:10:58 GMT -5
"So, can you do anythin' special with your matches, Darlin', or do you just light them?"
Matchstick's ears perked up a little, then without saying a word he took the matchstick out of his mouth and quickly struck it against the table. Matchstick closed his hand with the match in it, and wiping a bit of syrup drool from his mouth, put both hands behind his back.
"Which hand is the matchstick in!?!?"
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Post by Peaches Carington on Jun 30, 2009 11:22:55 GMT -5
Peaches watched him light the match then close it up in his hand.
"Which hand is the matchstick in!?!?"
Peaches tried to remember which hand he had placed the match in and replied, "Um... your left?"
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Post by matchstick on Jun 30, 2009 11:41:51 GMT -5
"Um... your left?"
Matchstick took out his left hand and opened it, then he took out his right hand and opened it. No match, in the left hand or the right hand. He smiled impishly.
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Post by Pallet O'Shea on Jun 30, 2009 11:52:34 GMT -5
Peaches stared at him in amazement, "Where'd it go?" She was confused, she clearly saw him close it up in his hand.
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Post by matchstick on Jun 30, 2009 13:51:34 GMT -5
((You're on the wrong account  )) "Where'd it go?"Matchstick grinned and proudly stuck out his tongue, and on his tongue was the still lit match, which had been hidden in his mouth when he wiped some syrup from it a moment before. One or two people in the restaurant apparently had been watching him too, and gave him an awed-but-disapproving look. He bowed with great pride and took the matchstick from his mouth. ((I would like to note that this is possible and realistic! Thanks!)) |
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Post by Peaches Carington on Jun 30, 2009 19:35:20 GMT -5
Peaches stared at him with her mouth open in astonishment. "How'd you do that?!" she replied, trying to to make sense of the trick.
((Sorry, I had both accts open and they both start with 'P' so, whoops!))
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Post by matchstick on Jun 30, 2009 20:07:13 GMT -5
"How'd you do that?!"
"A pyro neva tells his secrets"
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Post by Peaches Carington on Jul 1, 2009 16:37:02 GMT -5
"A pyro neva tells his secrets"
Peaches frowned slightly, then put a smile back on her face, "Show me another one, darlin'. Please."
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Post by matchstick on Jul 1, 2009 19:10:05 GMT -5
"Show me another one, darlin'. Please."
Matchstick was about to say 'okay!', and show Peaches another trick, but an employee of the restaurant pointed an accusing finger at Matchstick and the burning match he was holding. With a stern voice, he said, "Out," pointing at the door. The man said it like his word was the law. Matchstick didn't want to get in too much trouble so he shouted, "Look, a giant mushroom!" The employee was stupid enough to look and when he did Matchstick quickly threw the match at the man's shoes and sprinted out the door yelling, "See'ya Peaches!"
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