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| Topic Started: Tuesday, 6. May 2014, 20:53 (1,165 Views) | |
| Jams | Monday, 26. May 2014, 17:48 Post #21 |
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"Obstacles sounds a lot more up my alley than take downs! All parkour and lovely super hero skills. That's an idea I could get behind." Yeah, she would run an obstacle course with Toran. That didn't sound off kilter to her own skills. Being majority a Canadian pacifist, she would rather be good at running away than striking back. She didn't even know how to make a fist, afterall... Who would hurt -her-? No one ever hurt Jams, she simply slid by with an innocent smile and everyone smiled back. Now and then a boy in elementary school had pulled her hair and made her cry, but she knew the reasons for the teasing now were not what she had thought then. She looked to Lucy as she joined them sitting at the table, having decided that the bacon wasn't necessary and just a tub of icecream and a spoon would make a decent diner. She pulled up on the table too, because who sat in a chair when everyone else wasn't? Pft. Look back at your chaser?! God no! "It also increases the chances you'll run into a post, or a wall. Which, would be so very Jams. I have excellent spacial awareness, but when I'm moving to fast it's like mentally, I can't project my speed onto the map in my head. Thus, jams meets the wall or posts, or falls off the sidewalk." She opened the top of the icecream, a cool frosty steam rising from cold icecream against the warmer air of the room. She spooned out a mouthful and let it melt joyfully on her tongue, sliding it around so that her cheeks puffed out a little to and fro. "hmmmm. Yeah, I'm I moved over recently. The family I worked for in Glasgow went to Tahiti, professor for a year contract there. Jealous ... But it gives me a chance to try and rekindle a friendship with my best mate Gwen, she's a sculptor here and over the last year has turned into a recluse." |
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"OMG! Look! Look! It's like, made of sparkles and fairy dust and adorable! CAN I KEEP IT?" "What do you mean it's disgusting? Its a cockroach. It's adorable." | |
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| Toran | Monday, 26. May 2014, 18:08 Post #22 |
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"Alright, an obstacle course it is. Running into posts, polls and walls would be pretty painful given the kind of speed you'd be looking at when it comes to running away from someone." He chuckled at the thought of it. Granted he shouldn't be too amused by the thought of his 'aunt' running face first into a wall. Especially since in this theoretically situation she'd be running from something scary. Still, he was just the sort of low brow intellect to find someone crashing face first into a wall amusing. "Well, it's not always a bad thing to be a shut-in. I follow that philosophy a bit myself. I find it easier that simply dealing with the stupidity of some people. But I suppose for you youngsters it's a bit less healthy." Toran walked over to the sink and turned on the hot water, his deep voice rumbling softly as he spoke. He picked up a scrub brush and some soap and started washing the minimal number of dishes in the sink. Granted, most of the stuff was from Lucy's last breakfast and it was barely dirty. In fact it might have been washed already. But that didn't matter. It was all part of the appearance of normalcy that they had to portray. "You're right thought. Hard headed as the Craig's are, you should probably avoid crashing into hard objects headfirst at full speed. Though I suppose we could put some heavy padding around a few of the obstacles and set it up so that if you weren't careful you might find yourself crashing. Teach you to speed up that spacial awareness and all." |
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| Lucy Fehrer | Friday, 6. June 2014, 12:44 Post #23 |
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"Well then, I'm sure your friend will be grateful you're sticking around for a while. And even if she isn't, make her" she chuckled. "Turning into a recluse is no good" she glanced over at Toran with a soft smile. "Everyone could do with a good friend to keep them from locking themselves in completely" and while she could hardly take credit for the rather massive change Toran had gone through since she'd met him, she would like to believe she had played a role in it. Sure, he had always been friendly with her, but there had been that something to him that suggested that for the most part he preferred keeping people at an arms distance. The place they lived was a testament to the paranoia he'd developed, but it looked quite different none the less from her first visit there. It was still a bunker, but one that felt more like a home and less like a prison now. And you should let Toran help you with some training, it could be fun" and possibly painful if she did run into something, but hey, no pain no gain, wasn't that how the saying went? |
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| Jams | Tuesday, 17. June 2014, 15:28 Post #24 |
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"I think out ideas of fun might be a. It different... My idea has less screaming and running and tripping, and more rainbows, glue guns, and sparkles." She brandished her spoon pointedly, noting a bit of icecream on the end she shoved it back in her mouth to clean it off before pointing again, this time at Toran. "I'm a pretty fast little shit head, I bet I could out run you! For like, half a minute. Then I will fall over and have to recover from minor heart failure from over exerting myself. Okay, maybe a minute. I do chase kids all day. .." She made a strange face, lips pressing together and tucking down into the corner of where her mouth should be, nose scrunching and eyes squinting as she looked at him, as if she was giving him a very hard and mindful appraisal. "You shouldn't have tried so hard growing up to live up the Craig name, you're a behemoth. How come I didn't get any of the size? Pft. You stole it all." Then she turned from him to Lucy, givin her a sage nod as she dug out another spoonful of icecream. "Oh I will, she's been off for a while. Some trauma and such, but there's no point in hiding away from the whole world. Laughter is the best inspiration.... Torans about as stubborn as she is, how would you make him stop sulking?" She gave a glance over a shoulder, fully accepting any death glares offered from him. |
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| Toran | Tuesday, 17. June 2014, 15:46 Post #25 |
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Toran snorts in amusement and crosses his heavy arms over his chest, regarding Jam's with a smile. His frost-blue eyes sparkle as he turns to regard Lucy with a sly grin. "Oh, she has devilish ways to drag me out of the house. Beer, burgers, music and making love in the moonlight mostly. She's tricky. She got me to thinking about her happiness more than mine, and when I noticed how much she enjoyed being out and about, that started becoming important to me, because it made her smile. Next thing I know, I'm outside more often and she's patting my head like a proud owner of a well trained poodle." His deep voice rumbled out softly. A deep bone vibrating sound that seemed to emerge from his feet. Still, he was clearly amused more than anything, and the look he threw Lucy was positively melting. It was clear that if the big man felt anything, he felt a deep and abiding affection for the small brightly colored tattoo artist at his side. "Course, she reciprocates. She came in here, painted these beautiful murals on the inside walls. Made the place bright and happy. And she curls up next to me to watch bad movies with big explosions, all because she CLAIMS she likes to hear me purr. As if such a sound would ever escape ME." |
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| Jams | Tuesday, 17. June 2014, 15:53 Post #26 |
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"Honestly, I'm a wee but surprised to hear you speak with anything other than monosyllabic grunts. She's done an amazing job, sadly I don't think those tactics will work on Gwen." Another strange; overly dramatic face as she teased. |
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| Lucy Fehrer | Thursday, 19. June 2014, 07:46 Post #27 |
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If anything he was making her melt, enough so that the blonde turned silent for a few while chewing on her lip with a look that said that she really ought to be blushing. Because he really was giving her way too much credit. Not that she didn't like it when he did but he made her sound a whole other level of awesome than she really was. Although, heh, she was at least grateful that he looked at her that way. Because she felt the same about him. "Purrrring like a kitten" Lucy chuckled, biting her lip again as it was probably best not to go into details as to what exactly those purring sounds were caused by. It was on the list of things people, other than the two involved, would be better off not knowing. Because there really was no need to shareeverything, the Brujah wasn't actually an exhibitionist. Besides, it was entertaining enough to watch the exchange between Jams and Toran. |
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| Toran | Thursday, 19. June 2014, 12:17 Post #28 |
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Torn reached up and ruffled his own hair, his fingers getting lost in his black locks. His frost blue eyes regarded Jam's with curiosity. He leaned back against the wall, shifting until his back was near the doorway of the kitchen. "So what's upsetting this Gwen, just a bout of depression or something happen to the poor girl?" He knew why HE had had issues with going out and wanted to stay in the safety of his own home. It was a reaction to his time in prison and a touch of agoraphobia that was inspired by spending a long period of time in solitary confinement. Somehow though, he doubted that Jam's friend had spent time in a maximum security prison's solitary confinement wing. Besides, he wanted to get to know his family better, before he had to say goodbye to her forever. Eventually she'd realize there was something wrong with him after all. That whole, no food no sunlight thing. |
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| Jams | Thursday, 26. June 2014, 20:25 Post #29 |
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She didnt say anything about Lucy purring like a kitten, but she didn't make a grossed out face or anything at it. She was far, far from a Prude, but the sexual activities of her nephew weren't exactly on her list of interests. Unless it produced a baby, then she would get a lot more interested, and possibly move in with them. The thought struck her like a bolt of lightening, and her entire face just seemed to glow with a sort of unrelenting giddiness for a few moments. Then Toran asked about Gwen, and the smile slid into something that looked more fake than real. Her shoulders shrugged, and adjusted her seated position near Lucy as she dug another spoonful of icecream out to try and busy herself. "Oh you know, things and stuff and all that. The usual, everyone's got skeletons in their closets. I'm hoping to get her to shoo these ones either out into the open and smash them with bopper weapons, or... maybe stick em in further if she can't deal with them. Somewhere they wont ever come up again. Eitherway, I'd like my best friend back." And so, she explained lightly and with the utmost avoidance, and then sprang an absolute conversation detour on them. "Are you guys going to have kids you think? I could use some adorable baby work!" And that would definitely, definitely cause her nephew to derail and flail. She waited for the show. |
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| Toran | Friday, 27. June 2014, 12:08 Post #30 |
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Ah, awkward. Toran fell silent for a moment and his black brows narrowed as he tried to think of a reply to that. It was a natural enough question and given how old he was, a lot of people might be looking for children and stability. Granted it helped that Lucy looked nearly a decade younger than him. That'd give them more "time" so to speak. Though despite the fact that he wasn't a skilled liar, he did think he needed to nip that idea in the bud in the long run. "I can't. Injuries I took while I was in prison. Not really something I enjoy talking about." Hopefully she'd take his awkward lying skills as a simple reluctance to discuss whatever damage might have taken place that would rob him of his ability to have children. He imagined it was something a lot of guys WOULDN'T like talking about. "We might adopt some day I guess. If we feel the need." That... sounded plausible. Wasn't even a lie either. He supposed one could consider the creation of a Childe as a kind of adoption. In a weird sort of way. Probably not in the way Jams would think but.. close enough. |
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| Lucy Fehrer | Monday, 30. June 2014, 22:23 Post #31 |
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"We'll take things as they come. There's no rush" Lucy said softly, surprised that Toran had been so quick to answer as she'd been fully prepared to actually lie her way through the reasons why they wouldn't be having any children. But, he took the hit on that one. "We're happy with just being the two of us for a while, you know?" which was true. They hadn't actually known each other that long and while they'd already taken a rather huge step together, they did actually need that time together before complicating it further. Not that children would be a possible complication in any way or form though considering their ehm, situation? It was kinda sad, she would've actually liked a real family with him. But, it had never and would never be an option, so the blonde wasn't going to waste energy brooding over it either, preferring instead to be happy with what they did have. "Besides, I think we should start easy. Like, maybe get a cat or a dog or something. For all I know I suck with kids" she chuckled with a light shrug of her shoulders. "But hey, I got the most important thing in my life right here with me. So no matter what life decides to spring at us, I'm happy" and she meant it. |
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| Lucy Fehrer | Saturday, 19. July 2014, 19:37 Post #32 |
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(could we fade this?) |
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| Jams | Sunday, 20. July 2014, 17:12 Post #33 |
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((Yes we can, sorry! I didnt see you had posted cuz it switched to a third page without me noticing!)) |
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| Lucy Fehrer | Sunday, 20. July 2014, 22:00 Post #34 |
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(last thread faded, Lucy is officially retired from the board) |
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