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Post by hawkeye on Oct 20, 2006 21:24:18 GMT -5
Hawkeye walked into the room, reading a piece of paper. Without lifting her gaze from it, she headed toward where the two boys were seated and dropped the paper--Ariannette's announcement about the Halloween ball--onto Racetrack's lap, "Looks like we've got ourselves a date. What time shall you meet me?" She nodded toward his trunk, "You'd better find a nice suit to wear. 'S supposed to be something fancy."
Raising her eyebrows, she glanced at his cards, "Hm, nice straight, bud." She continued walking, saying a quick, "Hi Blink," as she made her way to her own bunk, where she bent down, and began searching underneath it for something.
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Post by Racetrack Higgins on Oct 20, 2006 22:11:53 GMT -5
Race, fuming that she gave his hand away threw his cards down and snatched back his coins. "It's ovah Blink, that aint fair!" Sending Hawk a death glare he picked up the note in his lap. "What are you babblin' about?" Reading it quickly he sighed, putting out his cigarette on the nightstand. Still upset about the poker game that he had been sure he would win he rolled his eyes. "Who says I'm takin' you?" He sent Blink a sarcastic 'women' look, stuffing his cards back in his pocket.
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Post by hawkeye on Oct 20, 2006 22:21:41 GMT -5
Being a wise ass probably wasn't her smartest move, but Hawkeye did not happen to be the very brightest candle in the shop. From her spot on the floor, still rummaging under the bed, she called up, "Technically, you just did," neither Blink nor Race could see her, but the tone of her voice gave away the nasty smirk residing on her face, "You said 'Who says I'm takin' you,' didn't you?" She sat up on her knees and turned to face the other two, leaning her arms on the bed in front of her. She pouted slightly, "You implying that you don't wanna take me?" She held the pity-me-please act for a moment, then rolled her eyes and said, "And Blink had you beat anyway, bud," she grinned at Blink, not seeming too affected by Race's bad mood.
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Post by Racetrack Higgins on Oct 22, 2006 20:49:12 GMT -5
Suddenly glad the game was deterred he smirked, taking a drag on his cigarette and raising his eyebrows. "That aint what I said, I'm jist sayin', how d'you know I 'aven't already asked someone else huh?" He didn't mean to be so difficult, in all honesty he did want to go with her, but he had become so used to their playful banter he wasn't sure how to behave otherwise.
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Post by hawkeye on Oct 23, 2006 15:39:46 GMT -5
Hawkeye rested her head in her hands and blinked at him, "Have you? Have you already asked someone else?" She wasn't sure how she was doing, but she was attempting to give him her best poker face. She hadn't thought of him asking someone else, and was now mentally slapping herself for that. If she was smart, she would've found out before just waltzing in and telling him to take her.
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Post by ambereen on Oct 23, 2006 16:44:52 GMT -5
Blink, mostly quite during this exchange, reached out one hand and slid his money toward Race's side of the table, moving to his feet, hunting for his jacket. It was obvious what was going on between the two of them, and he decided now would be a good time to get some fresh air on the roof, possibly.
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Post by Racetrack Higgins on Oct 25, 2006 18:58:38 GMT -5
He shrugged, not noticing Blink's move he grabbed the money and stuffed it back into his pocket. "That's not the point," he said with a defensive edge to his voice, standing and adjusting his hat. Looking down at her blank expression he sighed, dragging his hand down his face. "I 'aven't asked anyone . . . yet . ."
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Post by hawkeye on Oct 25, 2006 19:07:08 GMT -5
Hawkeye bit her lip, partially to keep from smirking, and partially to hold in a sigh of relief, "That implies you planning on asking someone," she tilted her head to the side, smirking slightly, "So... Care to push this 'someone' out of the picture and take me? You know," she grinned, "Like I originally told you to?" Before he had the chance to respond directly to her, she disappeared from view again, continuing to rummage around underneath her bunk.
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Post by newsieontheblock on Oct 26, 2006 13:55:55 GMT -5
Puck walked into the room in a rush. He smiled at the feeling that breathed home to him. He noticed the two boys and Hawkeye rummaging but made no sound. He looked around the room checking to see if there was something he could do to liven the place, a prank or two. Silently with a grin on his face he traveled back downstairs.
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Post by Racetrack Higgins on Oct 26, 2006 19:20:09 GMT -5
Moving over to her side of the bed he peered down at her, wondering what she was searching for. "Well I dunno, she'd be real upset if I were ta ask someone else," He couldn't help but smirk at his own cleverness.
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Post by hawkeye on Oct 26, 2006 19:28:35 GMT -5
Hawkeye scowled; since she couldn't see the smirk on his face, the statement sounded a bit different, "Wha--Ow!" Forgetting about the bed above her head, she quickly sat up. You fill in the blanks.
She sat up on her knees, leaning back on her heels, and viciously rubbed her head, "What?!" she snapped again.
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Post by Racetrack Higgins on Oct 26, 2006 20:40:33 GMT -5
"I said," he began, still smirking, "Dat the dame I'm gonna ask would be real jealous if I were ta 'push her outta the picture' as you suggested. So, being the gentleman dat I am, I'll stick with my foist choice." Taking a seat on the bed he removed his hat and cleared his throat dramatically. "Hawkeye my deah, would you do me da honah of goin' to the ball wit me?"
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Post by hawkeye on Oct 26, 2006 21:03:38 GMT -5
Hawkeye raised her eyebrows, looking up at him, she quickly babbled out a string of words, that sounded vaguely like, "I-believe-I-asked-you-first-but-if-you-insist-then-I-guess-I-can't-say-no-then-huh?" She paused for a moment, intently watching the floor, then moved her gaze back to Racetrack and gave him a half smile (and you thought she was going to smirk, didn't you?), "Yeah, sure." She pulled his hat out of his hands and tossed it in the air a few times, "Ya got something nice to wear?"
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Post by Racetrack Higgins on Oct 26, 2006 21:20:06 GMT -5
He shrugged then, getting up from the bed. "Well now dat I don't have a hat I don't know what I'm gonna do," he smirked and snatched it back, placing it firmly back on his head. "I dunno, I mean, it's spose ta be costumes right? What are you wearin'?"
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Post by hawkeye on Oct 26, 2006 21:43:04 GMT -5
She grinned, "Oh, that's what I'm looking for," she bent down, digging around under her bunk again, "I was thinking one of those med- medi- er... you know, one of those ladies back from when there was kings and queens. There's some word for what that was called. One of those fancy terms. Anyway, I've got this skirt that kind of like what they wore back then. I've seen some pictures in books, you know," she popped back into view and sighed, "Jeeze there's a lot of junk under there," she pulled herself up onto her bed and look at him, "What about you, huh?"
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