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Post by Skittery on Jun 5, 2006 23:19:57 GMT -5
Skittery gave her a look suggesting she was crazy. "Yeah well glad I'se da first on yer list ta spook..I think..."
He looked at his pants and shrugged. "I went swimmin' an' didn't want me own cloths all wet. Stole 'em from Snoddy" He was very matter o fact about it all then shot her a glare "an' I know dey don't fit so shud up.." He wasn't in the mood to be criticized...but then again when was he?
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Post by fancy on Jun 6, 2006 17:54:51 GMT -5
Fancy laughed and poked him in the ribs. "Very attractive Skits..." she teased. Looking down at the wet pants she pressed her lips together to keep fron laughing. "You know your cool when..."
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Post by Skittery on Jun 6, 2006 18:22:37 GMT -5
"..ya know when ta shut up!" He finished he sentence and smacked her lightly in the arm. He squirmed a bit, pealing the pants from his legs again, knowing she was fighting back the laughter. Then he just gave up, stopped and looked at her. "HA. Ha. Ha." He said in mock laughter, "Glad I am yer source of amusement. I might as well be a clown..."
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Post by fancy on Jun 6, 2006 18:46:17 GMT -5
Fancy tucked her hair behind her ears and smiled at him. "I'm just buggin' yah Skits..." she said in mock disapointment. "And i think you would make a great clown.." she exclaimed encouragingly.
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Post by Skittery on Jun 6, 2006 18:52:13 GMT -5
"Yer real good at it too Fance." He said calming down a bit and continuing to walk. "Maybe I can be Toby ovah at Irvin' Halls new apprintice.." He joked, loosening up, finally.
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Post by fancy on Jun 6, 2006 19:08:18 GMT -5
Fancy smiled at him. "We'd definatly be seeing alot of eachother..." she said without really thinking. She mentally kicked herself for that one.
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Post by Skittery on Jun 7, 2006 0:59:45 GMT -5
Skittery furrowed his eyebrows, slightly confused. "What ya mean by that?" As far as he knew the only buisiness she had in Manhattan was buying papes and crossing into Brooklyn to see Red. He studied her face, now stopping again to face her. "I rarely see ya an' if I do its somethin' kinda like dis. What's Toby got ta do with anythin'?" He was slightly baffled and suspicious
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Post by fancy on Jun 7, 2006 8:21:16 GMT -5
Fancy shrugged at stared at him. "Toby has nothing to do with it..." she gave him a serious yet annoyed look. "I sing at Irving Hall sometimes... Thats all it is..." she began walking again, hoping he would follow.
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Post by Skittery on Jun 7, 2006 12:11:16 GMT -5
Skittery hurried back to her side. He had both of his eyebrows raised and looked out the top of his eyes at her curiously. "When did all dat start?!" He asked, "I ain't heard nothin from anybod--- wait you ain't told anyone 'ave ya?" Now he narrowed his eyes and pointed at her accusingly...at least until he pulled at his pants again.
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Post by fancy on Jun 7, 2006 17:50:09 GMT -5
Fancy glared at him. "No... i haven't and i would apreciate it if you kept it that way!" she snapped suddenly. "Oh god Skits... I'm so sorry... Your gunna have to bare with me on these mood swings..." she said calmly. She sighed heavily and continued to look at him. "Please Skits...."
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Post by Skittery on Jun 7, 2006 19:17:24 GMT -5
Skittery could help but laugh at her apology. Someone apologizing to HIM about mood swings?! Where was the sanity in that? "Fance calm down!" He looked her in the eyes. "It's fine. I won't tell anybody." He made sure he annunciated clearly then looked insulted. "Can't believe ya put me on the same level as Snitch...I can keep a secret ya know.." He huffed a bit and got over it now talking quieter. "Why's it a big seacret anyways? even ta Red?"
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Post by fancy on Jun 8, 2006 8:42:10 GMT -5
Fancy nodded vigorously. "it's a secret because if people knew... they'd think i was a whore.. with all the make up and the dresses..." she shivered and shook her head in slight disgust. "Thats not me Skits... Red probably knows by now... but he hasn't said anything and i don't see a reason for him to..." She smiled. "And to be honest i've never talked to Snitch before so i wouldn't know what level to put him on..." once again, she loved teasing Skittery because of his slightly spazy nature.
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Post by Skittery on Jun 8, 2006 11:08:42 GMT -5
Rather than frowning Skittery just looked irritated, because thats what he does best. "Fancy we-I know you ain't a whore." His voice came out a little harsh, but he was bugged by her slight shame in the situation. "If ya can sing then do it dresses or not - hell the dresses are ugly anyways. I don't know a guy who'd wanna buy a gir...." He trailed off deciding he might end up getting a little too vulgar for that one.
He gave her a weak smile and changed the subject, "I'll tell ya what level Snitch is on...he shares a bunk with Itey...." He started to chuckle, it just sounded wrong when it was left like that.
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Post by fancy on Jun 8, 2006 17:53:39 GMT -5
She raised her eyebrows at him, with a smirk. "Skitts... That is sooo dirty.." she laughed giving him a playful nudge. "Besides... Poor Snitch probably got the shaft from everyone else and Itey was the only one charitable enough to give up half his bed..."
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Post by Skittery on Jun 8, 2006 18:11:00 GMT -5
Skittery smirked at her, apparently amused by his own jokes and the response she gave. "Yeah. Charitable." He scoffed and poked her back. She was on a roller coaster of moods, two minutes ago she was pissed, then worried and now playful again. Wonder if I come across like dis... he thought, slightly disturbed by the thought.
He sniffed a bit, his nose obviously partially stuffed by the lovely sounds it made. He glanced at her and shrugged, "alergies.." he explained, not really caring if she was bothered by the music he was making. "What nights ya sing.." He said going back to Irving hall, actually quite interested in the whole secret of it all. "I might happen ta be there...ya know by coincidence.."
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