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Post by littlewolf on Feb 25, 2011 6:36:46 GMT -5
Meera only looked at him with her cutting purple eyes, and growled, "Never before have I met someone so distrusting. Ye say that you want to meet someone normal? Why don't you look at yourself, and decide if yer normal first, because from my point of view, yer not. Yer the most pompous, pig-headed person here, with too high of standards on what a friend should be. Mayhap if you spent more time actually trying to befriend someone, instead of pushing down one of the few people that is trying to befriend ye, then ye might, might find a friend you can stand!" She blushed a bit, her southern accent coming out.
She looked at the ground, and her armor went away. She then took off her jacket, which only life a skimpy tanktop underneath, showing in good vied, the Dragon tattoo that ran the length of her torso, "That was gotten because a dear friend a mine DIED protecting me! That is what friendship means, that against all differences, and against all manner a fences in the way, he died for me. Sorry if I seem a little pissy, but, I don't like people who go around thinkin' their all high and mighty."
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Post by thejokerlaughsatu on Feb 25, 2011 12:10:20 GMT -5
"Look, bitch," he growled. "I don't need you to tell me what 'friendship' means. I've had plenty of friends in other places, but they're not friends who jump on me and molest me with their weird armor shit. I'd be a little more willing to befriend you if you didn't spend all your time being as alienating as possible! You cry and beg me to be your friend, you jump on me, and you expect me to say 'yes, I'll be your friend'?"
He brushed past her and again started along the path, back to the school. He wasn't going to waste any more time on her. This was a completely idiotic waste of time, especially when he could be doing something more productive, like slitting his wrists.
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Post by littlewolf on Mar 1, 2011 15:18:00 GMT -5
Meera sighed, and said, "I'm sorry. I am not very good at socializing, as I have said. Please, I know ye have no reason to trust me, but, sometimes it gets kind of annoying, ya know? I know that my power is odd, and ye think I am weird, but I just don't know how to make friends. I don't know how to do much else but spar, and study... Can we please start over? You can hide behind the tree again, and I can pretend not to know where you are this time..." She looked at him, and hoped her purple eyes weren't putting him off too much.
I mess everything up. I guess this guy wants to just go about his business, so, I'll just stand back over here... hopefully they won't come lookin' for me. Were her thoughts as she went, and sat by the tree she had first stood by. She began to draw again. This time an angel with black wings, and a face very much like the guy's.
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Post by thejokerlaughsatu on Mar 3, 2011 1:14:54 GMT -5
"Shut up," snapped Nathan. "Shut up and stop using your dumbass fake accent. I don't care what your power is, or about the color of your eyes, and if you think that's all that's bothering me, then you need to open your eyes!" He continued on toward the school, and resolved that he would no longer turn back. It wasn't worth the effort anyhow. He wasn't going to be her friend, no matter what. It wouldn't be worth the trouble of having such an obnoxious little shadow to tail him around the school.
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Post by littlewolf on Mar 3, 2011 7:04:25 GMT -5
Meera sighed, and appeared in front of him, her eyes glowing a deep violet. She growled deep in her throat as she said, "Dude, first things first, accent is real. Yer just a dick. Second, ye hate me, I get that, trust me, but there is a way ye c'n hate me, and not show it. Its called being polite. Ye're afraid of making friends, that is yer problem. If ye never try, then ye c'n never succeed. I know that ye want a friend, I c'n feel it around ye like a thick cloud. I c'n also tell that ye are gonna go somewhere, use somethin' sharp, and cut yerself. Ye may think that yer hard to read, but, dude, ye're like a book. Easier to read than a toddlers st'ry." She covered herself with armor again, and with the claws at the end of her armor, scratched at him.
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Post by thejokerlaughsatu on Mar 3, 2011 21:55:09 GMT -5
Nathan scowled and stepped back, ducking away from the swipe of the claws. "You know what, stop. I will hurt you, and neither of us will like it." He dodged around her and started for the school again. "You know nothing about me, and you can't read me. I can already tell that it's not your power, and if you think you can do it naturally, then let me tell you how hard you suck at it. You haven't guessed a single thing right about me this entire time, including the fact that I want to be left alone. Now leave." So saying, he shifted his backpack, adjusting it more comfortably on his back, then headed back towards the school.
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Post by littlewolf on Mar 3, 2011 21:58:23 GMT -5
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