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Post by Lukas Berg on May 6, 2006 18:45:03 GMT -5
He stopped and let out a squeel tensing up his body so his coloring turned a little red. He charged at her letting out a yell and started to jump every which way for the hat. "Geben Sie es zurück, bevor ich Sie schlage!" His native language started to spill from his lips.
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Post by slinks on May 6, 2006 18:51:58 GMT -5
Ducking under the lunge, she danced away. "Nein! I'm gehend, es zu halten! Nehmen Sie es von mir!" Her accent might've been terrible, but she still got it across.
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Post by Lukas Berg on May 6, 2006 19:06:15 GMT -5
His eyes widened by her broken German response but quickly narrowed again. "Das ist es! Sie sind tot, Mick!" He jumped at her again and caught her collar. Rather than punching her like hed do to any boy he instead slipped her glasses off her face and held them gently in the air. "Ready for a trade?"
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Post by slinks on May 6, 2006 19:15:37 GMT -5
She choked, blinking fruitlessly to clear her blurred vision. Not because of the hold he had on her collar, or from being caught, but from the name he'd called her.
"Yer 'at, fer my glasses?" Jesus, looking at his face a few feet from hers, she realized how bad her vision had gotten. The boy was just a skin colored blur with dark spots for eyes. Gah, the boy had her in a corner.
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Post by Lukas Berg on May 6, 2006 19:28:02 GMT -5
He nodded slowly and loosened his grip on her shirt knowning that he had the power in the situation. "Exactly hat for glasses." His mind was completly detatched from reason the only thing he was focusing on was his hat. His hair was falling over one of his eyes and he blew a few puffs of air in atempts to move it.
((hes such a jerk lol i'm playing him and i feel sorry for slinks))
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Post by slinks on May 6, 2006 19:40:43 GMT -5
Swallowing back a bad taste in her mouth, she held out his hat. "Gimme me glasses, ye ge' yer 'at." She wasn't going to trick him, but she wasn't stupid either. He could take his hat, then run off with her glasses for all she knew.
((Heh...Well, Lukas is kinda lucky he took her glasses. She'da hit him by now, if she could see him. That's a strong insult for her.))
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Post by Lukas Berg on May 6, 2006 20:26:35 GMT -5
He hesetated a minute then let go of her compleatly and softly placed the glasses back in her hand and held his palm out for the derby. "There.."He said simply, face blank.
((figured as much...he doesnt take kindly to german insults. Kinda fun to be the jerk character sometimes though its like a Delancey crossed with a newsie...))
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Post by slinks on May 6, 2006 22:16:44 GMT -5
Carefully putting the glasses back on her face, she placed his hat on top of his head. Giving him a semi-blank look - it leaned slightly toward shocked hurt - she nodded. "Yep. There's yer 'at, an' I can see 'gain."
((...Insult?? Where?? What she said?? ...How was that an insult?))
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Post by Lukas Berg on May 7, 2006 5:40:11 GMT -5
He concentrated on adjusting his hat, making sure that it held his dirty locks of hair out of his eyes. A slight smile danced on his lips, he was pleased that he had been able to get his way. One he was satisfied with the derbys placement he looked back at Slinks, her look confused him. He didnt think he did anything wrong but stare made him feel slightly guilty. "Wha'?" He questioned, raising his palms in the air.
((ah no! i didnt make that clear- she never insulted him, just in general hes touchy about german comments and such! no worries!))
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Post by slinks on May 7, 2006 22:47:18 GMT -5
Swallowing again, she looked down. "Nothin'. S'ry." She readjusted her glasses, fitting them better over her nose and straightened her hat. He hadn't even noticed...Urgh. That was a name she'd hated since she learned what it meant. And had only been called twice, not counting a few minutes ago.
(( OH...heheh. Had me fearin' I'd called him something bad, despite refrences to two friends...like four times...- Why would he be touchy over a challenge? An entirely playfull one, at that?))
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Post by Lukas Berg on May 8, 2006 0:31:49 GMT -5
Lukas bit his lower lip - it was obvious Slinks was upset she wasnt even looking at him. Guilt shot through him and he didnt know why. He let out a long sign and chose to swallow his pride. He put his grubby hand on her shoulder and shoke it gently, wanting her to look up at him.
"Slinks, I'm sorry.." He paused and cocked his head a bit. "but, uh, could ya tell me what I did? Its cause I bugged' youse 'bout Ace?"
((Hes a jerk, unable to handle a lot of flack, playful or not. Just one of those people who can dish it out but can't take a joke or insult himself. ))
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Post by slinks on May 8, 2006 0:43:31 GMT -5
She still wouldn't look at him. "No...'S no' 'bou' th' Ace thing." Swallowing again, she cleared her throat, looking up a few inches into his eyes. Hurt and curiousity were the main emotions flickering on her face, before it went blank again. "Why'dje call me a...a Mick, mate?"
((Ahh...Heheh...He and Slinks might get into a few more fights then. She LOVES giving out flack. - Playfull, leastways.))
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Post by Lukas Berg on May 8, 2006 1:04:30 GMT -5
It was as if a brick fell into Lukas' stomach. He retracted his arm and started to shift uncomfortably. "Scheiße.."he mumbled under his breath followed by a deep breath that he blew out his mouth causing his cheeks to puff up.
Now he avoided her eyes "I uhh.." He stumbled over his words. "I dun know. Ya got me all mad and it jus' fell out..." He glanced over at her but quickly looked away again. "Its jus a woid ya know...sometimes they jus' slide out an' ya dont know wha' jus' 'appened.." He shrugged slightly. This was torture, he hated being on the spot especially if he felt himself slowly falling into a hole. He mumbled another apology hoping it would make everything better and he could out of there.
((ehehe hes not the easiest one to get along with, so touchy))
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Post by slinks on May 8, 2006 22:49:38 GMT -5
Oh...Just a word then. Forcing her feet to stay planted to the bridge, she looked down again, jaw clenched, focusing on not blowing up. "Yeah. Jus' a word." She knew she was making him uncomfortable on some level, she just wasn't sure if...she cared. "It 'appens." She nodded, looking around as she did, voice trembling slightly. "I-I understan'..." The grin she gave him looked shakey at best, forced at worse, but she tried, at least.
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Post by Lukas Berg on May 8, 2006 23:28:27 GMT -5
His jaw just hung lightly open. Her "grin" looked painful, her voice was trembling - he couldnt tell if she was angry, sad or both. He raised his hand and started the rub the back of his neck as if it would easy his edgyness (yeah dont think that a word). He glanced down at the water for help - which it didnt supply - and then to the street. He was trapped in rut, and he knew it. His defenses started to go up again, slightly. "I said I was sorry ya know."
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