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Post by Jaron Namir on Sept 3, 2016 15:38:05 GMT -5
[attr="class","sinmain2"]  [attr="class","sinlyrics"]we've become echoes [attr="class","sinlyrics2"]but echoes fade away [attr="class","sinbody2"]He didn't believe her, but the damage had been done. Friends. They'd be friends... And nothing more. It felt a little like a slap in the face but Jaron could also breathe more easily; she'd lifted a weight from his shoulders. Ignore the fact that she put it back when she interlaced their fingers. And since when was he so affected by a woman? Seriously. Get your shit together, he mentally reprimanded. His mouth pressed into a line at her 'of course', and his nose twitched at the implication. He could keep it in his pants sometimes, okay? "Sounds thrilling," he commented dryly, rolling his eyes despite the twinge in the back of his mind urging him to shoot something equally sarcastic back and have fun with her. He needed to figure out this friend zone first, then maybe they could go back to joking and laughing together. He stared up at the tree she'd chosen. It would work, alright. The branches were thick enough that they could sit side by side, but he didn't really want to touch her. Falling be damned, he'd be tempted. So when she asked for a boost, he looked out of the corner of his eye at her for a long stretch of seconds before sighing and complying. Dropping her hand, he stood behind her and lifted Zee up by the hips. Jaron kept his eyes on the branch she was aiming for to keep from looking... at other things. With a little hop, he was up after her, climbing slower because he hadn't done this since he was a kid. How did she go so quickly? These branches seemed too far apart for someone of her stature. As he neared, he tipped his chin up. "Keep climbing, I want to see what you've bragged about."Her first question, though, made him pause. He froze, eyes slowly swinging up to her. The look in them should've been plenty to tell her he didn't want to go there, and he debated using a pass.. But did those exist in this "game"? Sighing heavily, he went with the short, not-very-revealing answer. "I was good at it." One brow raised slightly, an indication not to press on. Climbing higher served two purposes: the branches were thinner so Zee hopefully wouldn't think it was weird for him to choose another, and he hadn't been lying about wanting to see what all the hype was about. Once she'd chosen a place to settle, Jaron found a branch at approximately the same level that was maybe thirty-degrees away. Pulling himself onto it, he turned so he faced her and leaned against the trunk for extra support. He'd never had a reason to be afraid of heights, but it was probably wise not to look down. Instead, he looked out over the horizon for a few heartbeats - or what he could see of it beyond the other treetops. He fell silent for a few seconds before finally swinging his gaze back to her. "Do you have any family here?"[attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.sinmain2]width:380px;background-color:#fcfcfc;padding:60px;border:solid 1px #ddd;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinlyrics]font-family:georgia;font-size:26px;color:#9a2a29;text-transform:uppercase;letter-spacing:3px;margin-top:10px;text-align:center;[/newclass][newclass=.sinlyrics2]font-family:Oswald;font-size:38px;font-weight:400;color:#333;text-transform:uppercase;margin-top:-25px;text-align:center;[/newclass][newclass=.sintag2]padding:10px 20px 0px 10px;font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;letter-spacing:1px;color:#666;text-align:center;[/newclass][newclass=.sin2]background-color:#fcfcfc;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinbody2]margin-top: 5px;width: 370px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 15px;color:#333;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] |
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Post by Zephira Crichton on Sept 3, 2016 16:14:44 GMT -5
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OKay ... so asking about his singing was, apparently, not a good thing ... which was really weird considering it was how Jaron had gotten famous on Earth. Zee, of course, wanted to ask more but the way he paused, the short answer, and the way he raised his brow made her change her mind. She could only figure that getting into singing was something that hadn't been that great of an experience for him. Maybe once they got to be better friends he would tell her more about it.
A part of Zee had hoped that Jaron would sit on the same branch as her and she tried not to be disappointed when he didn't. It was probably for the best that they weren't within touching distance, especailly if they were going to be ijust friends. When he didn't sit with her she moved closer to the trunk and turned so her back was against it and one leg was hanging on either side of the branch she had chosen. Like Jaron, she wasn't scared of heights, but she wasn't too keen on falling out of the tree, so the extra support was welcomed.
She had watched Jaron for a moment as he looked out over the horizon before she did the same. "I told you that you could see a lot from up here." She said. "It's really pretty right here, but it's better closer to the treeline... you can see more." Her head turned and she looked back at Jaron when he asked his question. "No... at least not that I know of." She answered. "If I have any family here they're aunts, uncles, and cousins. I didn't have any brothers or sisters and my parents are both dead."
Zee swung her legs slowly back and forth as she looked back at the horizon. She would have loved to have been able to say 'Yes, I have a ton of family here' but ... "What about you? Any family or friends? Or ex-girlfriends." The girlfriend bit was thrown in as a joke, but she was also genuinely curious.
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Post by Jaron Namir on Sept 3, 2016 18:00:57 GMT -5
[attr="class","sinmain2"] [attr="class","sinlyrics"]we've become echoes [attr="class","sinlyrics2"]but echoes fade away [attr="class","sinbody2"]Zee was obviously a lot more comfortable up here than he was, what with the way she lounged like she belonged up here. Jaron was a little jealous, but hey, tree climbing hadn't been the sort of sport that won you any trophies, so he never spent his time on it. He sighed lightly, resting his temple against the bark; he'd really missed out on what it meant to be a kid, hadn't he? "Yeah... Ever been to the mountains?" he asked, gesturing with his chin. It looked really far away.. Farther than a week, which, if he recalled correctly, was how long someone in her line of work had to go searching for new things before they had to be home. It didn't seem like they'd accomplish much in that time frame, but who was he to question what little regulation they actually had on this planet? His mouth pulled at the side when she answered his question. He didn't have any family here either, but the way she so flippantly revealed the truth made him concerned that it actually really hurt her. He wanted to say he was sorry, but knew sometimes pity was an even sharper knife. So instead he kept quiet, only speaking when it was her turn to ask. The tail end caused Jaron to smirk and roll his eyes, looking back to Zee with perhaps a little too much affection. "No on all counts. Moved too much for friends, no family to speak of..," he looked down, only his eyes flicking to her, "..and no girlfriends." His smirk was brief, falling from his face just as quickly as it came. He knew that didn't speak very well of his character, though, he supposed, friends were the kind of people to know your worst and love you anyway. His eyes fell. "Love". "Uhhm..," he drew out, rolling his head along the trunk to look at their surroundings again as he thought. "Pets? I know you bought the horse, but... did you have to leave anything behind?" It was a sore topic for him, which was probably why his gaze only flicked to her before looking away again. [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.sinmain2]width:380px;background-color:#fcfcfc;padding:60px;border:solid 1px #ddd;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinlyrics]font-family:georgia;font-size:26px;color:#9a2a29;text-transform:uppercase;letter-spacing:3px;margin-top:10px;text-align:center;[/newclass][newclass=.sinlyrics2]font-family:Oswald;font-size:38px;font-weight:400;color:#333;text-transform:uppercase;margin-top:-25px;text-align:center;[/newclass][newclass=.sintag2]padding:10px 20px 0px 10px;font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;letter-spacing:1px;color:#666;text-align:center;[/newclass][newclass=.sin2]background-color:#fcfcfc;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinbody2]margin-top: 5px;width: 370px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 15px;color:#333;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] |
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Post by Zephira Crichton on Sept 3, 2016 18:49:59 GMT -5
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"No, not yet." Came her answer to Jaron's question. Zee looked out at the mountains, a faint frown curving her lips. She knew that she'd eventually have to go out that way amd she knew that when she did it would be for a while. As much as she was eager to explore and find more places to be colonized, she was also absolutely <i>terified</i> because she didn't know what was out there. She could be gone just a day and be killed by some wild creature native to PE and that would be it. It made her wonder why she hadn't chosen something else to do, but it wasn't something that she could dwell on. "I'm going to have to one day." She sighed, her gaze returning to Jaron, but then she smirked and gave him a little wink. "Try not to miss me too much while I'm gone."
Zee nodded as he answered her question about friends and family, though she was honestly surprised at the <i>no girlfriends</i> bit. She'd pegged him as the kind of guy that could get whatever girl he wanted. "Oh ... well." She said as she looked back toward the mountains. "It's good to know I won't get my ass kicked for ... y'know. Kissing you." She teased, though it really hadn't been a good idea to bring it up because now she was thinking about his lips and -- Just friends she reminded herself with a sigh. Friends. Only.
"I had a kitten once." She said in response to Jaron's next question. "But I had to give it away when I moved because the uncle I was going to live with hated cats." Honestly, giving her kitten away had been the second hardest thing she'd had to do right after going to her parent's funerals. "After that I didn't want to deal with getting attached to something and having to give it away, so ... I didn't have anymore pets." Though .... now that she thought about it she maybe could have gotten herself a dog to take with her when she went out her excursions. "Were you scared to leave Earth and move here?"
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Post by Jaron Namir on Sept 3, 2016 19:13:41 GMT -5
[attr="class","sinmain2"] [attr="class","sinlyrics"]we've become echoes [attr="class","sinlyrics2"]but echoes fade away [attr="class","sinbody2"]He brought his hand to his chest as if in pain when she joked with him. "Mmf... I'll try..." A moment later he dropped his hand, because joking with her for too long felt like flirting and flirting felt wrong. Her comment had Jaron clenching his jaw, trying to not think about their little roll around the riverbank and failing. He clasped his hands in his lap so he wouldn't do anything stupid with them. "Nah, you're good," he said, aiming for lighthearted, "I'm not a one-girl kinda guy." It was the truth, but saying it out loud made his stomach turn. Maybe he could be-... But, no. Friends. It's better I said it. Then she'll definitely want to stay away. That was going to suck a good thing. His brow went up at the mention of a kitten, head turning toward her. Yeah, he was a total cat person - sue him. His expression fell a second later; he could never give up his cat, not ever. He'd give up the uncle first. Jaron opened his mouth in preparation to give the story of Sir Meowington - expecting her to come back with the same question like she had before - but took a breath and closed it when she didn't go there. "You kidding me? I'm not afraid of anything," he scoffed jokingly, flexing forward to show off his "manliness". "But," he shrugged, charade up, "I dunno. I wasn't leaving much behind, y'know? Fame was great, but... It's not really a life. Coming here was a chance to start fresh. Climb trees," he smirked, "Stuff like that." It had been nerve-wracking though. No one really knew what they were getting into up here - no matter who he asked, he got the same answers. And he was the king of rehearsed speeches, so he would've known if they were lying when they said they had no idea. "What's your favorite color?" he asked suddenly. It was an innocent enough question, but he found himself very invested in the answer. Which was really, really stupid. [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.sinmain2]width:380px;background-color:#fcfcfc;padding:60px;border:solid 1px #ddd;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinlyrics]font-family:georgia;font-size:26px;color:#9a2a29;text-transform:uppercase;letter-spacing:3px;margin-top:10px;text-align:center;[/newclass][newclass=.sinlyrics2]font-family:Oswald;font-size:38px;font-weight:400;color:#333;text-transform:uppercase;margin-top:-25px;text-align:center;[/newclass][newclass=.sintag2]padding:10px 20px 0px 10px;font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;letter-spacing:1px;color:#666;text-align:center;[/newclass][newclass=.sin2]background-color:#fcfcfc;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinbody2]margin-top: 5px;width: 370px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 15px;color:#333;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] |
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Post by Zephira Crichton on Sept 3, 2016 19:53:44 GMT -5
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Honestly, Zee didn't know what to say to the whole not a one-girl kinda guy comment. Was she really that surprised by it? No. Did it make her sad? Yes. Should it have? No. Had she hoped he was different? Yes. She blinked and stared at the horizon and reminded herself that Jaron had been a celebrity back on Earth. Celebrities tended to go through woman after woman or man after man. Just because she hoped that someone would be different didn't mean that they really were. It was still disappointing.
She found herself smiling, though, claimed to not be scared of anything and started flexing. "I forgot what a big, strong man you are." She said, waving a hand at him in a mock dismissive manner. When he said that fame wasn't really a life it made her curious because there were a lot of people that craved fame, even if it was literally just fifteen minutes of it. She hadn't ever really considered that famous people might not be happy because in all the pictures in magazines and online they were all smiles and glitz and glam.
"Blue." She answered easily when he asked her favorite color. "Like ... the blue of the ocean. I always thought it was a pretty color. But I also like green a lot, too." Which was probably why she'd chosen Exurba -- there was a sea of green grass everywhere she looked.
It was her turn to ask a question and she found herself hesitating because there was a lot that she wanted to ask. Was it hard being famous? What did you mean it wasn't a life? Do you miss it at all? But, instead, she settled on another question. "What makes you happy?"
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Post by Jaron Namir on Sept 3, 2016 20:24:37 GMT -5
[attr="class","sinmain2"] [attr="class","sinlyrics"]we've become echoes [attr="class","sinlyrics2"]but echoes fade away [attr="class","sinbody2"]He snorted at her, though them joking made his chest hurt. It shouldn't, considering they'd known each other for all of maybe seven hours of their lives, but nothing about Zee appeared to play by the rules. Hell, she probably didn't know they existed in the first place. With a sigh at himself, he dropped his head back against the tree from looking out at the horizon. Being around her was fun in the short term, but really, really sucked in the long term. "Like your eyes," he added automatically, lids momentarily widening once he realized what he'd said. Looking down, he fiddled with the hem of his shirt because how the hell do you recover from that. "Green, not... blue," he amended quietly, mumbling so much that she might not even make out the words. He felt a little like tilting to the side just enough to lose his balance and tumble to the ground. It would probably be less painful than this. Yep, definitely less painful. What makes you happy? REALLY?! His knee-jerk reaction was, "You," but that was a whooole can of worms that didn't need opening. Besides, she didn't make him happy. She bothered him, made him lust after her (how she'd managed this was still to be determined), and then slowly twisted a knife into his chest from that point forward. No, she didn't make him happy. "Being around people," he said instead, much more truthfully. He balled the material of his shirt in one hand and looked outward again. "Like I said, performing all the time didn't leave much time for making friends. I mean, sure, there were always people to party with, but that was all so they had Instagram proof they'd been around me. I guess it would've been easy enough to keep in touch, but I still felt like they'd really only be interested because of who they thought I was, y'know?" He shrugged, dropping his chin to his chest. "Sorry, didn't mean to ramble." He needed to come up with a new question so the thought didn't linger with him. "What are you waiting for?" he asked, looking up to Zee. He paused, waiting for an answer, only to realize he probably hadn't been specific enough. Jaron pointed to the sky. "Y'know, your five things."[attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.sinmain2]width:380px;background-color:#fcfcfc;padding:60px;border:solid 1px #ddd;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinlyrics]font-family:georgia;font-size:26px;color:#9a2a29;text-transform:uppercase;letter-spacing:3px;margin-top:10px;text-align:center;[/newclass][newclass=.sinlyrics2]font-family:Oswald;font-size:38px;font-weight:400;color:#333;text-transform:uppercase;margin-top:-25px;text-align:center;[/newclass][newclass=.sintag2]padding:10px 20px 0px 10px;font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;letter-spacing:1px;color:#666;text-align:center;[/newclass][newclass=.sin2]background-color:#fcfcfc;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinbody2]margin-top: 5px;width: 370px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 15px;color:#333;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] |
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Post by Zephira Crichton on Sept 3, 2016 21:15:24 GMT -5
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Zee's eyes widened in surprise that Jaron had actually noticed the color of her eyes. It seemed to embarrass him, though, if she were to judge based on the way he looked down, fiddled with his shirt, and mumbled. "Yeah..." She murmured. "I guess so."
Christ, this was a lot harder than she'd thought it would be. Everytime she looked at Jaron, saw him smile, or heard him laugh she felt the most uncomfortable pang in her chest. It was something that she needed to ignore but it was getting increasingly difficult the longer she spent sitting there talking to him. She realized more and more that she should have just taken the easy route and gone home and hoped to never run into him again. Instead she was torturing herself.
"Yeah?" Of course being around people would make him happy, he was an entertain. It would be pretty difficult to be a good entertainer if you hated being around people, but the people that Jaron described didn't seem like that good of a crowd. Partying groupies and fangirls probably didn't make for the best of friends, which ... was probably why he had gotten into drugs, but she absolutely was not going to ask about that. "You weren't rambling, I like ..." listening to your voice but she cut herself off before she could say it and looked away as she tried to figure out how to cover up her screw up. "...learning about other people." She said and hoped that was good enough.
Zee glanced back at Jaron when he asked what she was waiting for. The question confused her until he pointed up at the sky and specified her five things. "Oh. Uh .. well you know I have my horse coming. Then I have two guns and ammo for both of them for ... when I go out there." She nodded her head toward the mountains, another faint frown settling itself onto her face. "Why did you choose Nemus?"
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Post by Jaron Namir on Sept 3, 2016 22:46:04 GMT -5
[attr="class","sinmain2"] [attr="class","sinlyrics"]we've become echoes [attr="class","sinlyrics2"]but echoes fade away [attr="class","sinbody2"]It sounded like Zee had a thought, but then she stared off into the distance for a minute instead. Maybe she'd lost her train of thought mid-sentence; Jaron did that way too often. Or maybe she was going to say something she shouldn't. Brow furrowing a minute, he shoved the thought out of his head. She'd been the one to friend zone him, and he needed to remember that. She was fine with all this, and he needed to be, too. "So that's why you suggested twenty questions," he said, smirking even though he didn't really feel it. Yaveh, he needed to take a chill pill. Take a nap, go for a run, workout until failure, something. Press the reboot on this whole friendship, so maybe he could actually think of it the way he was supposed to. And so he could have his damn underwear on. "Remind me never to sneak up on you when I see you out," he chuckled, imagining her as the "shoot first, ask questions later" type. And that definitely wasn't an arousing thought and he only changed how he was sitting because his leg was falling asleep... "Why?" He looked around, shrugging. "I've seen plenty of plains in my day, but I've never had the chance to really go exploring in a forest. I dunno, I guess it's sort of a childish reason, but it feels so wild out here and..." He realized he was motioning around wildly, overly enthusiastic, and returned his hands to his lap. "...I just really like it," he finished, lips twitching into a boyish smile. Clasping his hands together and twiddling his thumbs, Jaron tipped his head back to look up at the sky through the remaining branches. "Have you ever climbed to the top of one of these things just so you could yell, 'I'm on top of the wooorrrlld!'?" he asked, momentarily throwing his hands in the air like one would on a roller coaster, and his head flopped to the side to grin over at her. [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.sinmain2]width:380px;background-color:#fcfcfc;padding:60px;border:solid 1px #ddd;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinlyrics]font-family:georgia;font-size:26px;color:#9a2a29;text-transform:uppercase;letter-spacing:3px;margin-top:10px;text-align:center;[/newclass][newclass=.sinlyrics2]font-family:Oswald;font-size:38px;font-weight:400;color:#333;text-transform:uppercase;margin-top:-25px;text-align:center;[/newclass][newclass=.sintag2]padding:10px 20px 0px 10px;font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;letter-spacing:1px;color:#666;text-align:center;[/newclass][newclass=.sin2]background-color:#fcfcfc;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinbody2]margin-top: 5px;width: 370px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 15px;color:#333;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] |
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Post by Zephira Crichton on Sept 3, 2016 23:27:38 GMT -5
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"You caught me." Zee laughed. I'm guilty. I wanted to learn all about the mystery that is Jaron ...."." She paused, one eyebrow raising as she waited for him to throw in his last name. If he said Leo or anything of the like she was going to find something to throw at him.
"I wouldn't shoot you!" She said, pretending to be offended at even the possibility. "I have this no shooting friends policy and lucky for you, you're a friend." Though she continued to find herself doubting her decision. Would it really have been so bad to let them continue down the path that they had been on? Right then definitely wasn't the time to think about it, she could do all the thinking she wanted when she was walking home. And then once she got home she could beat herself up about it because he wouldn't be there to see it.
The excitement Jaron had about explaining why he had chosen Nemus was pretty cute. She found herself smiling as she watched him. She definitely could understand the excitement of a new place, but after a while the novelty started to wear off. "It is wild out here." She said. "Anyplace where you have to catch your own food to eat is wild. But wouldn't it be nice if there were herds of pepperoni pizza roaming around the plains?"
Zee's head tilted back and she looked up toward the top of the tree when Jaron asked his next question. "No, I haven't." She admitted. "I was actually saving that for when I climbed the mountain." Her gaze returned to Jaron, who was grinning at her and she felt another pang. "You know that when I told you before that you have a nice smile I wasn't lying, right? You really do." But that wasn't exactly a question for Jaron to answer so she paused for a moment to think of one. "Do you think we'll survive here?"
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Post by Jaron Namir on Sept 4, 2016 1:13:34 GMT -5
[attr="class","sinmain2"] [attr="class","sinlyrics"]we've become echoes [attr="class","sinlyrics2"]but echoes fade away [attr="class","sinbody2"]He narrowed his eyes at her. He wasn't dumb - he knew what she was asking for - but he settled for looking at her skeptically instead of answering. Mostly because it would irritate her, which was amusing. At her reiteration of the "friend" policy, Jaron found himself raising a brow. Yeah, I get it, you can stop bringing it up now, he thought, but didn't verbalize this because doing so would only show how much it bothered him. Although, thankfully, it was becoming less troubling the longer they were up here. Imagine that, being fully clothed around each other was actually working. He eyed her, silent, but eventually cracked a smile and started chuckling so hard he had to put his hands over his stomach. "Herds... of pizza," he repeated between laughs, swatting a hand out in her general direction. Once he settled, he continued, "In case you haven't noticed, I try to take care of myself." He motioned ot himself for emphasis. "So a herd of pizza would be my downfall. I could go for maybe a small flock though?" His face scrunched, trying to imagine it. "Oh, okay then," he replied, a little deflated even though the mountain made way more sense. But then she had to go and compliment him, and his smile twitched a little as his brain worked overtime to figure out how to take it. Swallowing, he said, "Thanks friend," obviously more for himself than her. Because he was the one with the crazy grade school crush... And just thinking about it made him want to curl in a ball until it went away. Nothing about Jaron Namir was grade school. "Survive? Sure. And really, I think the human race could use the culling." His eyes had gone back to the horizon, but once he realized how harsh that sounded his gaze fell to Zee. "Like.. survival of the fittest, y'know? The smart," he pointed to her, "and strong," he pointed to himself, "will make the cut, but the people that sit by and think the world will hand them everything won't. Which..... Is really morbid. Sorry." He dropped his head, not entirely sure why he'd just gone there. That was an opinion he never shared with anyone because of how wrong it sounded.. But still, he believed it. [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.sinmain2]width:380px;background-color:#fcfcfc;padding:60px;border:solid 1px #ddd;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinlyrics]font-family:georgia;font-size:26px;color:#9a2a29;text-transform:uppercase;letter-spacing:3px;margin-top:10px;text-align:center;[/newclass][newclass=.sinlyrics2]font-family:Oswald;font-size:38px;font-weight:400;color:#333;text-transform:uppercase;margin-top:-25px;text-align:center;[/newclass][newclass=.sintag2]padding:10px 20px 0px 10px;font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;letter-spacing:1px;color:#666;text-align:center;[/newclass][newclass=.sin2]background-color:#fcfcfc;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinbody2]margin-top: 5px;width: 370px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 15px;color:#333;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] |
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Post by Zephira Crichton on Sept 4, 2016 1:37:19 GMT -5
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When Jaron didn't fill in the blank with his last name Zee wrinkled her nose and stuck her tongue out at him. "You're so difficult." She accused, but she wasn't really upset with him.
It wasn't until Jaron started laughing at her herds of pizza comment that she realized just how ridiculous it sounded. He motioned to himself and, really he didn't need to, because she knew that he took care of himself. She'd seen him without clothes more than she'd seen him with clothes. Hell, the first time she'd found him he'd been hanging from a tree exercising. Zee snorted and turned her head because she didn't want to keep thinking about his body. "Well I'm sorry I'm a fat kid that likes pizza." She said, but she was grinning.
She nodded when he thanked her for her compliment, but the friend part of it almost made her frown. She had to remind herself that she was the one that suggested it, so she really had only herself to blame. But it probably didn't even bother Jaron that much, anyway. He wasn't a one-girl kind of guy so nothing would come of anything. She'd just be another notch on his bedpost. She just needed to keep telling herself that. She just needed to go home.
Jaron answered her question about surivial, but she didn't know how to feel about it. It seemed ... mean to think that the human race needed culling, but she could also see where he was coming from. "No. She said when he apologized. "I understand ... but I always felt more along the lines of child molesters, murderers, rapists..." She shrugged her shoulders.
"Uh .. I think I'm gonna head home. It's a long walk back to Exurbia." She motioned with her hand in the direction she needed to go. "I guess ... I'll see you around?" She didn't mean it to come out sounding like a question, but it did. "Bye, Jaron." And she climbed carefully down from the branch she was sitting on, dropped down to the ground once she was low enough, and headed home. As she walked away she didn't look back because the day had already been painful enough.
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Post by Jaron Namir on Sept 4, 2016 16:48:41 GMT -5
[attr="class","sinmain2"] [attr="class","sinlyrics"]we've become echoes [attr="class","sinlyrics2"]but echoes fade away [attr="class","sinbody2"]He smirked. "Difficult's my middle name."At the "fat" comment, even though Jaron knew she was joking, his brow pinched together. His eyes dragged down her form quickly, so it wouldn't be too... suggestive of a gesture. "I've seen you mostly naked, remember." Ouch, heart. "You're definitely not fat.""Well yes, obviously them," he amended, smirking, but in the next breath she was saying she needed to go home. His face showed his confusion and surprise, and he opened his mouth to say something about how that wasn't necessary... But who was he kidding? It was sudden, yeah, but they both needed a break from the other. He could get over the fact that she sounded like she was adhering to some imaginary curfew, and that he found it a little weird that she'd stumbled upon him while she was probably on her way out, but... Whatever. "Uh... ok," he mumbled, watching her as she nimbly made her way down the tree. Jaron started moving to follow suit, but paused and looked back to the mountains. He didn't have anywhere to be... So he leaned back against the trunk, propped one leg on the branch he was sitting on, and let the serenity of quality alone-time wash over him. Weird - he'd never viewed being alone as a good thing before. [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.sinmain2]width:380px;background-color:#fcfcfc;padding:60px;border:solid 1px #ddd;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinlyrics]font-family:georgia;font-size:26px;color:#9a2a29;text-transform:uppercase;letter-spacing:3px;margin-top:10px;text-align:center;[/newclass][newclass=.sinlyrics2]font-family:Oswald;font-size:38px;font-weight:400;color:#333;text-transform:uppercase;margin-top:-25px;text-align:center;[/newclass][newclass=.sintag2]padding:10px 20px 0px 10px;font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;letter-spacing:1px;color:#666;text-align:center;[/newclass][newclass=.sin2]background-color:#fcfcfc;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinbody2]margin-top: 5px;width: 370px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 15px;color:#333;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] |
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