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Post by Raebee on Feb 11, 2011 4:25:26 GMT -5
Danian took the picture, and couldn't help but whistle softly. "Wow.. that's a definite change. Not good or bad, just...change. But yeah I guess I can picture you in a dress more easily with your hair longer."
He turned his head back the way they came, nodding quickly. "Yeah I did, cause I'm really lazy and couldn't be bothered walking the 6 blocks to Palmer's. Plus, I wasn't sure we'd stay there anyway. And yeah...that was kinda stalker-ish. But I guess I kind of feel the same way. You're just incredibly easy to talk to Aya."
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Post by kristay on Feb 11, 2011 4:30:38 GMT -5
Aya laughed at his reaction, people who didn't know her until her hair was short always had a similar response when she showed them the picture. "Yeah, I used to be such a girlie-girl. Never really expected things like this to happen you know? Life is so unpredictable." She muttered with a hint of a bitter smile. She let him keep the picture, she had another one similar to it in her room; one her mother had taken of her and had gotten it blown up so it covered 1/4 of a wall in her room; a reminder of the old days as her mom would say.
Aya shook her head. "Yeah, then I guess I would beg you to drive me home as slowly as you can so we can talk more." She said with a laugh. Aya's smile brightened, however, when he mentioned what she had been feeling. "I feel that way too; I'm glad I met you double-one. I've needed to unload all this on someone and I really am sorry that I had to drop all my baggage on you but I'm also immensely grateful that you stayed, regardless."
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Post by Raebee on Feb 11, 2011 4:35:23 GMT -5
Danian slipped the photo into his back pocket, making a mental note to put it in with the last photo he had of his mother. For some reason he thought they should be together. Tugging gently on one of her spikes, he smiled mischeviously. "I'm not sure I can call you Spike anymore, now that I've seen that photo. It just doesn't fit somehow."
He paused, and turned back in the direction they'd come. "Just because we reach the car doesn't mean we have to get in and drive anywhere. We can just sit on the hood and talk some more if you want. It just means that there will be a heater and music if we feel the need for it."
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Post by kristay on Feb 11, 2011 5:01:50 GMT -5
She gave him a mischievous grin as he tugged on her short hair. "Well, we can always think of a new nickname for me double-one. Besides, you don't really need to call me Spike anymore, I did give you my name remember?"
When he turned, she followed suit and linked arms with him. "Good idea Dan; I knew there was a reason I liked you so much!" She said with a laugh. Aya wondered what they would talk about as they continued to walk back from where they had started.
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Post by Raebee on Feb 11, 2011 5:15:16 GMT -5
Danian glanced down at Aya's smiling face and felt content. Cheering people up was something he prided himself on being abled to do, and it seemed that this time at least he was successful. "Well of course there was a reason Miss Ayame. I just decided not to divulge it till now. You know.. secret agent stuff."
He moved his gaze from her face to the sky and closed his eyes, making a wish on the first star he saw in the dark sky. For once, this wish is not for me. I wish for her to find someone to keep her happy.
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Post by kristay on Feb 11, 2011 5:42:58 GMT -5
Aya playfully rolled her eyes at him. "Ugh. Whatever double-one." She said with a laugh. His sudden silence made her stop and look at what he was doing. Was he really wishing on a star? Her heart warmed at his action; it was cute and so innocent that you wouldn't expect anyone, especially 19 year old Dan, to be doing.
She wasn't even sure what she was doing but she leaned up on her tip toes, her hands resting on his shoulder as she brushed her lips against his cheek. "Thanks for tonight by the way Danian."
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Post by Raebee on Feb 11, 2011 6:03:12 GMT -5
Danian shivered as he felt her lips against his cheek, and he opened his eyes slowly. Looking down at her, he smiled crookedly, sliding his arm from her shoulders to around her waist. "No problem Spike. If you ever need anything else, just call me ok? I'll come, no matter what."
Trying to diffuse the suddenly serious mood, he grinned at her cheekily. "We should play a game. Like...Truth. Without the dare."
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Post by kristay on Feb 11, 2011 6:09:37 GMT -5
Aya smiled at him, gratefulness just overflowing from her heart as her smile widened into a grin. It had been a long time since she had met another person who seemed to care about her so much. "I'll keep that in mind double-one." She raised an eyebrow at him. "Alright, why don't you start?" The game seemed simple enough, she had been pretty honest with him so the game didn't seem so difficult.
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Post by Raebee on Feb 11, 2011 6:18:50 GMT -5
Dan bit his lip thinking about which direction he wanted to take. He decided to start off tame, and ask non-intrusive things in case she balked at his questions. "Ok, what's your favourite colour? I'm not talking about stock red, blue, green, purple, things like that. I mean like...midnight blue, or fushia. Things like that."
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Post by kristay on Feb 11, 2011 6:23:39 GMT -5
Aya grinned at him. "Okay, well my general favorite color is purple. But specifically?" She thought of how to describe that exact shade of purple that she had fallen in love with ages ago. "Look at an amethyst rock and you'll know what I'm talking about." She said with a laugh. They were approaching the diner already and she tilted her head. "We heading to your car? And my question is..." She nibbled on her bottom lip as she tried to think of a mellow question. Really, to her questions in a conversation were like foreplay in sex; one had to slowly increase the tension. "What's your most favorite thing to eat in the world?"
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Post by Raebee on Feb 11, 2011 6:30:18 GMT -5
Danian nodded thoughtfully, wondering why amethyst seemed so familiar. He burst out laughing as his mind's eye brought a vision of Jade's favourite necklace into view. "Yeah, I know what amethyst is. Jade has a necklace that she never takes off. It's her birthstone or something."
As they reached the diner, he lifted his nose and breathed in the scents from inside. "That's a tough one. I mean, I am a guy after all. All food is good at some point or other. But I think I'm going to have to go with...lamingtons. They're awesome. Plus, there's a story about a possum that goes with it."
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Post by kristay on Feb 11, 2011 6:35:06 GMT -5
Aya nodded. "Yeah that; it's not even my birthstone but I saw it once and I fell in love with the color; I think that's why I have so much purple in my wardrobe." She shook her head in amusement. She was familiar with Lamingtons; Georgie was a foodie by heart so she told all of them of the things she had tried or were trying to create, Lamingtons had been one of those confections. "Oh yeah I know those. What kind do you like the best? I actually like the lemon ones quite a bit." She said with a laugh. "So what's the story with the possum? And what's your question for me?"
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Post by Raebee on Feb 11, 2011 6:44:43 GMT -5
Danian smiled slightly awkwardly. "It's a story my mum would tell me as we made them. It's about this possum and her grandmother. The grandmother made her invisible to protect her from predators, but eventually she got bored of being invisible and asked her grandmother to switch her back. Her grandmother couldn't remember the spell, so they go all over Australia eating different food to turn her visible. One of the things she eats is a lamington." He paused and shoved his free hand back in his pocket. "It's just a little kid story."
"Anyway, your question right? Um... Do you like to mix and match your socks, or do you keep them in pairs all neat and tidy?"
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Post by kristay on Feb 11, 2011 6:53:00 GMT -5
Aya bit her lip, suddenly extremely grateful that she still had a mother to run to, overprotective or not. She nudged him a bit, smiling at his story. She found it extremely cute that this tall 19 year old was telling her a children's story. "One day, you'll have to tell me that story in detail." She nodded and thought about it. "Well I do prefer to wear socks that match, but if I'm in a hurry then I grab whatever I can find so sometimes I do have mismatched socks and I don't mind it that much." She said with a laugh. "Let's see... When you were younger, were you a jock? Or a geek? And were you ever bullied?"
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Post by Raebee on Feb 11, 2011 7:00:21 GMT -5
Danian frowned slightly. "It depends on where I was. When I was here last, I was a really serious little kid. Cause I knew I wasn't here for long, just until...well I thought until my mum got better. But back in England I was always making my mum laugh. And cause I did it so much at home, I started doing it at school too so I guess I was the class clown."
He laughed lightly, remembering the irritated expressions of his teachers as his entire class burst into giggles, the cause of which usually went undetected.
As they reached his car, Danian unwound himself from Aya and slid onto the hood of the car. Leaning against the windscreen, he patted the empty space between him. "If you were able to do one thing over, what would it be?"
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