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Post by Jagged on May 20, 2009 15:20:59 GMT -5
"I hope so too. I like it here in the U.S." he said truthfully. "And, I'm sorry to say, but if i do go you'll be alone here with 87 year olds who will ask you carry their groceries. It gets annoying after awhile." Kris half joked, smiling. At least once a day Magarat, the women who owned the coffee shop, would ask him to go by cremes or milk from the store 5 blocks away for her shop. Of course he didn't protest, so he did it. He smiled at Liz. "But, if I were you, I would go get your parents money before you're sucked up into this place. The guy who owns the apartments is a real *ss. You would already know that, though, since you have probably met him when you decided to rent an apartment sadly."
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Post by moonstone21365 on May 20, 2009 15:49:43 GMT -5
Liz shook her head."First of all I will never take too much money from my parents they are already living in a apartment they can hardly afford and I rather work my way to fortune."She protested another book slipping from her grasp she manged to catch it between her thighs."I just wish collage didn't involve so many books if I wasn't a werewolf I wouldn't be able to carry these things. As for the guy who owns this place yeah he is I only say that because he is my great uncle."
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Post by Jagged on May 20, 2009 15:58:26 GMT -5
Kris smiled. Well, wasn't that ironic. "I sure as hell hope that none of his traits passed onto you. But, as I can see, they didn't. You would have been screaming at me right now about how I'm leaving as soon as I run at of my last dollar." His face was suddenly slightly irrated, almost angry. Then the look was just as suddenly wiped off his face. "Humans aren't any better. I'm half and half. About 50 years ago I was able to afford college; I've went to 8 different collages for all different majors. But people won't hire me because I'm Canadian, in fears I will be deported and I would ruin the company by suddenly not working." he said in only 2 breathes, so it came out slurred and rushed. "I can a hold a few for you. How many do you have there? You must have at least 20."
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Post by moonstone21365 on May 20, 2009 16:07:44 GMT -5
"Oh thanks ."she said putting half of the books to Kris."As for the number of books one... two... ten... I guess around 50 counting the thin ones to."she said with a nervous smile. "And I am sorry about your work I was born in America lucky and don't have to deal with that kind of stuff." Her voice was very genital making sure she was not gloating."And my great uncle has been twice removed and is only my uncle because he married my great aunt who divorced him but got back together. "Lizzy explained a goofy smile on her face her cheeks still rosy red.
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Post by Jagged on May 20, 2009 16:13:13 GMT -5
"Well, then, there you go." Kris said, smiling as he took her books. "Good thing you're only on the first floor; I'm on the 5th." He said, now getting ready to walk but the stairs. He didn't move, though, he waited for her to go first.
OOC: I need to go. bye bye for now.
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Post by moonstone21365 on May 20, 2009 16:26:58 GMT -5
"Are you saying that you couldn't last walking up a few flights of stairs?"she asked raising a eyebrow."Aren't guy supposed to be strong or something or is it the fact when they are in pain they just don't complain."she thought out loud starting up the stairs her long legs letting her skip every other step."And you know people always think women complain more then men and I find that is not true in fact some of us put up with a lot more then you do I mean I have to run everyday to stay think and you burn 100 more calories then me every minute."Lizzy stated a bit upset.
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Post by Jagged on May 21, 2009 15:02:08 GMT -5
"Yes, actaully, I am complaining. But not that I need to run up and down the stairs, it's just I always need to be so quiet. I can't even walk 3 feet before that wacko old women starts screaming at me to keep it down." Kris replied easily, then smiled. His old girl friend would always joke with him about how it was unfair that men could easily loose weight or not gain anything, and how women had to work their *ss's off to stay thin. Too bad he soon relized that she had a habit of cheating, so he told her that he really didn't feel like going out with an obvious sl*t then moved to Fursona to find a job. Ever since then, which was about 10 years ago, he decided that having a girlfriend was too much fuss when he was trying to earn some cash to actaully survive. The relationship wasn't serious, so he didn't really care that she was cheating on him. Not one bit. He stopped in front of the room labled "112" (I think) Then got ready to hand Liz her books.
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Post by moonstone21365 on May 21, 2009 15:15:15 GMT -5
"Urggg now I have to study well this really is suckish."she said opening her door a bit frustrated."And you know the older you are the better your hearing despite what doctors say."she declared opening the door to a unkept room though a smile was on her face."At least it feels like home."Liz commented"Well see you around thanks for putting up with my clumsiness I know it is not really attractive."she said with a giggle.
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Post by Jagged on May 21, 2009 15:34:00 GMT -5
Kris rolled his eyes slightly, handing her her books. "Don't worry about having to look 'attractive'. Because it's nothing to worry about." He smiled at her, turned around and walked up the stairs to his room labled 515, calling "Bye, Liz, talk to you later." Before disappearing up the first flight of stairs. Then he continued up the next three, finally arriving at his room. Inside was nothing but a table and one chair surrounding it, a miniture T.V from the 80's, and a bed in the bedroom.
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Post by moonstone21365 on May 21, 2009 15:39:22 GMT -5
Again Liz cheeks flushed a deep red as she hid behind her door."Bye Kris."she said as he walked down the hall. She slammed her door shut only because if she didn't it wouldn't lock and looked down at the pile of books that laid in front of her a determined expression on her face. I am going to read you all tonight if you like it or not! And as soon as that thought passed she grabbed a apple and headed to work the radio on in the background. After about 5 hours of reading she looked at the clock 11 pm flashed on her crappy watch.
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Post by Jagged on May 21, 2009 18:53:47 GMT -5
Kris was sitting on the plastic fold-up chair, reading a huge novel called "Eroposa", a mystery in which he enjoyed reading. He had just started the book 5 hours ago and was just finished the 1,278 pages of the tiny-text book. He let out a yawn, stretching his arms and standing up. Then Kris walked into his bedroom and laid onto his springy twin sized bed fully dressed and fell asleep.
The mornings weak sun beams shone threw the window with surpringly bright sunlight, waking Kris up. He sat up abruptly, looking down at his wrist watch. It was 7:45. He got up, took a shower, put on clothes, then got ready to leave. Absently, he grabbed his wallet from the counter and checked how much was in it. A lonley 20 dollar bill was shining dully back up at him, making Kris feel worthless. He NEEDED a job. It was impossible to live on like this, unless he wanted to go completly bank rupt and move back to Canada, which was not what he wanted to do. Slightly angry with himself, Kris shoved the wallet into his back pocket of his dark jeans and walked out of his apartment. He was wearing a white T-shirt and a black leather jacket which his father had kindly gave him through mail. He ran down the 5 flights of stairs, hesitating next to Liz's door, then continued on and to the coffee shop.
The elder, Magaret, greeted him. "The usaul, I'm guessing?" She asked, and Kris nodded merily. He was a defenite morning person. Margaret started making his black coffee with special coffee beans which she got from the Bahammas. "So, I need more milk today and Half and Half. Would you please fetch me some?" She asked the usaul question. "Yeah, of course." was Kris's easy reply, carfully hiding his dismay. Then he accepted the coffee and walked over to his favorite spot by the window. Sadly, nothing interesting was happening outside.
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Post by moonstone21365 on May 21, 2009 20:05:00 GMT -5
Liz ran down the street getting ready to tackle a man."Give me back my purse!"she hallored but the man just ran faster. Soon she grew bored of this running game and jumped on the man giving him a good punch before removing the purse from his clamy hands."Sevres ya right."Liz hissed softly walking into the coffee store embarrassed when she saw Kris standing there."You didn't see that right?"she asked flushing red.
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Post by moonstone21365 on May 21, 2009 20:13:41 GMT -5
OOC:What happened was Liz's purse was stolen by a robber so she tackles him and gave him a punch. Then she walked into the coffee shop to get well coffee and when she realized Kris was there she got all embarrassed that he had seen her beat up a guy. About the button I only pressed Post!
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roxie
Figment of your Imagination
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Post by roxie on May 22, 2009 10:53:32 GMT -5
Taylor walked into the cafe. It had taken her half an hour to choose to come in here, but she really liked the look of the place. It wasn't crowded but it wasn't exactly empty. It was 'just right' as that old cliche goes. She's just moved in town so didn't know anywhere or anyone. She thought back to when she was human, although she had never been classed as popular, she had some really close friends who she know she would miss as she couldn't see them anymore... She quickly shook herself mentally and focused on her surroundings again, she couldn't think about it. It was then she realised there was a really strange smell in the cafe. She had enough control for her to not attack humans but this was definatly not human, at least not fully. She wondered what it was, she had never smelt anything like it before.
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Post by Jagged on May 22, 2009 12:40:57 GMT -5
OOC: To moon: never mind, my computer was acting up and told me "this page does not exist" crap. Sorry!
Kris laughed when Liz attacked the guy with her purse. Then she walked into the coffee shop, suddenly noticing he was there. he gave a little wave to her, then noticed that a vampire had walked in. Kris looked curious about the fact how she looked almost nervous. He could obiously tell that she was a newly made vampire, due to how she was standing so rigid and looking so careful. Then, another person came in, a simple human who quickly passed the girl and went to order something from Magaret. The werewolf leaned back in his seat, now watching his coffee with a faraway look to show that he was in thought. He was thinking about what job he could take.
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