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Post by pieeater on Oct 25, 2006 0:57:44 GMT -5
Pie Eater always enjoyed the water front, even if it was a bit chilly to actually touch the water. He hopped out of the trolley and again acted as much like a gentleman as he could by offering his hand for help. He liked this girl - she was foreign and interesting, not to mention something other than a newsie which spiced his life up a bit. "Guess I ain't gonna be eatin' at Tibby's for a while.." he said with a chuckle recounting his accident.
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Post by giselle on Oct 25, 2006 17:07:56 GMT -5
Giselle smiled sympathetically. "Do you 'ave anywhere else to go? Thats nice enough, anyway?" She asked, having noted that most of the people she had seen in Tibby's were like him, or herself. The truth was that she was begenning to like him too, different from her on some levels but pretty much in the same boat. It was nice to have some things in common, and fun to have things that werent.
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Post by pieeater on Oct 25, 2006 21:07:53 GMT -5
Pie Eater took a seat on a rock at the shores edge and proceeded to take off his boots. "Ah Tibby's ain't the only place - got a nice cafe in Midtown I go to..but hey I only eat out when i got the money which ain't often." He shrugged, " I know how to get by, even if it means no coleslaw" He licked his lips. When his boots and socks were off his he immediately dug his toes into the sand , the feeling was one of those little pleasures in life.
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Post by giselle on Oct 25, 2006 21:15:40 GMT -5
Giselle smiled and removed her shoes, which was a relief for her anyway. It had become some tormented challenge, trying to keep them on, and she was glad for the freedom from them. She understood what he was talking about. "Yeah... the same goes for me 'ere. I eat out enough to keep myself 'appy... sometimes my cooking isnt so good." She said with a sigh.
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Post by pieeater on Oct 26, 2006 1:41:47 GMT -5
He laughed a little and ran his feet through the sand. "I ain't nevah touched a stove in my life - so ya gotta be able to cook bettah than me" Pie glanced over at her grinning stupidly like he often did before looking back at his feet.
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Post by giselle on Oct 26, 2006 7:09:17 GMT -5
She smiled. "Well, probably only becuause I've 'ad to cook.." she said. "If I 'adnt, then I doubt I would be any bettert then you." She said, smiling as she brushed her hair back behind her ears. {He's cute} she thought to herself. She liked the way he smiled, it was.. well, it was just cute.
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Post by pieeater on Oct 27, 2006 2:19:43 GMT -5
"Nah, you prolly got that...that womanly touch" He was back to waving a hand in the air to emphasize every word. "Ya know what I mean? Goils always make things sweet an' pretty cause they ain't as dirty sa boys..." He gestured to his own yellow shirt which had the oily stains from his coleslaw, ink, dirt, and god knows what else decorating it. His hands were filthy and his face had not been able to escape smudge marks either. "See what I mean?" He laughed now that he was becoming more at ease with her but still managed to blush slightly.
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Post by giselle on Oct 27, 2006 6:35:48 GMT -5
Giselle smiled. She knew what he was saying was true, for the most part. "I know some girls who are plenty dirty... some who are dirtier then boys." She said. They werent New York kids, but she still knew some.
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Post by pieeater on Oct 30, 2006 10:48:25 GMT -5
"Pst" He snorted slightly, "Yeah but you ain't one of them. Yer too graceful ta be one of 'em..bein' a dancer and all..." he trailed off knowing he'd embarass himself if he went on like that.
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Post by giselle on Nov 2, 2006 0:01:18 GMT -5
Giselle blushed slightly, letting her foot arc through the sand. "Maybe..." She said with a soft sigh. She looked out at the harbor, then at the sun to try to grasp the time. "Its getting late... are you going to be able to make it back to Manhattan this late?" She asked. She thought for a moment, then decided that she had an extra cot/sofa in her apartment. "If you want to you can come back to my apartment and leave in the morning, when it's light out. I 'ave an extra couch you could stay on, for the night." She said. She was a bit embarassed about the connotations this might have, inviting a boy to sleep at her house, but it was entirely innocent. She just tended to confuse things sometimes. "Plus you get a warm breakfast in the morning." She added with a half smile, looking up at him.
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Post by pieeater on Nov 2, 2006 11:21:10 GMT -5
Pie Eater looked at her quickly, blushing himself at her suggestion. He could make it back to Manhattan rather late, if he wanted to...he scratched the back of his ear not quite sure what to say to her. "Uh, ya don't have to - I mean I've been walkin' round da city for years..." He bit his lip then shrugged having finished the argument in his head. "But if your sure...I mean I ain't got invitations to breakfast very often!" Finally he grinned broadly at her, having made up his mind.
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Post by giselle on Nov 2, 2006 15:43:38 GMT -5
Giselle sighed, the half smile turning into a full smile. It had been awkward to ask, but her intentions had been good. She just didnt want him to have to walk home alone in the dark.. it would be late by the time he got home anyways. She also figured that he hadnt had a really comfortable place to sleep in a while, and she knew the couch was pleny comfy. "All right, let's go then." She said happily, picking her shoes up in her hand... they were too cumbersome to try to wear home. She needed to adjust them but this was not the time or the place. ((Meet at her apartment? I'll post there to start.))
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Post by dazzle on Nov 11, 2006 12:18:38 GMT -5
~~~New Day~~~
Dazzle fall on the sand of the shore looking out over the water. She unlaced her shoes quickly and slipped off her socks, smiling she dug her toes into the sand. It was cool against her feet, the wind danced playfully in her hair as she relaxed. Her arms wrapped around her knees and her chin rested on her bent knees.
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Post by rylet on Nov 11, 2006 12:37:05 GMT -5
Rylet grinned walking up to her. "well Fancy meeting you here."he smirked as he sat down next to her taking his shoes and socks off. "How are you?"he asked smirking a bit as he pushed his hair back.
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Post by dazzle on Nov 11, 2006 13:07:31 GMT -5
Startled she looked up at Rylet, but smiled, she had been think of him. “Good,” she said but that was an understatement, she was happy to see him again. “Whatcha doin’ out here?” She asked turning her head back towards the water, trying not to stare but she watched him out of the corner of her eye.
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