Mid-day Meal

Thread in 'Ramathian Scrolls' started by Kill Me Beautiful, Apr 4, 2013.

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  1. "Well...I think you should feel loved....but others tend to feel rather afraid. Because they know I am there...but not where."

    He laughs for a moment at Chiara. He was obviously trying to scare her....yet...impress her.
     
  2. Chiara laughed non-chalantly. His obvious techniques of trying to scare her were not working.

    <span style='color:#3399FF'>Hmm... Well, I don't think I'd ever be afraid, if I knew you were the one watching me. Heh. Then again, I don't know your... Spying techniques so I guess I might be speaking too soon?</span>

    She began to drink the orange liquid as her stomach began to grumble. She needed another energy boost.
     
  3. Triasja chuckled enjoying the conversation.

    <font color="purple"> Maybe he will follow you sometime and you won't realize who it is...or maybe you will...what would happen then? </font>

    Trisja smiled trying to join in, not sure if she was making a good impression.
     
  4. Temyc Smiled and laughed.

    "Who knows...she could fall in love with me and want my stalking. And when i am not stalking her, she will stalk me."

    He takes a gulp from his drink.
     
  5. <span style='font-family:Arial'>Chiara silently chuckled to herself. That would be an odd thing to happen. Heh. Hmm... Not odd, interesting. Her tail began twitching around boredly, seeming to have its own mind. At times Chiara beleived so, yet at times she did not..

    <span style='color:#3399FF'>Are you hoping that that will happen? Wishful thinking? Hmm.</span>

    She smirked as her gaze wandered over to his face, her orbs seeming to analyze his features and expressions.</span>
     
  6. Baal smiled and stuck out his hand. "Nice to meet you all". He would, of course never tell them that he was involved in the dark arts, or seerism, that kind of stuff scares people off.
     
  7. Temyc shook his hand with a big smile then looked over at Chiara "Well Of course I do..." he smirked "Anything for a lady.."
     
  8. <span style='font-family:Arial'>Chiara waved once more to the newcomer before continuing her... conversation with the spy.

    <span style='color:#3399FF'>Are you trying to tell me something? Haha. Or has my mind forgotten what- Ah, never mind.</span>

    She couldnÂ’t contain her laugh. This was quite an amusing conversation. 'Are you trying to tell me something?' What kind of question is that? I know the answer, yet I am curious. Ah, what the hell. IÂ’ve said it already. Black leathery wings stretched, drying to be used. But they'd have to wait. She was finally enjoying herself and she wasn't in the air. That was a first.
    The air seemed to be getting dryer and her lips began to chap. Slowly her tongue slid across her lips, moistening them. She knew the saliva would dissipate, so she leaned to the side and rummaged through her bag. She ceased her searching when she finally found a cylindrical tube. When removing the cap, a small pop of suction could be heard. Gently, she ran the tube along her lips until they glistened from every angle.
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  9. He watched her and smirked

    "What do you think I am telling you?"

    His tail swished idly behind him glowing its bright red as sual, but the flame was large and warm.
     
  10. <span style='font-family:Arial'>Chiara took another sip of her drink, but this time swallowing it slowly.

    <span style='color:#3399FF'>Hmm.. What do I think.. I really don't know what I think, care to help me out? </span>

    She just began to laugh randomly. After a few minutes passed by, she began drawing random figures on the table. Her nail seeming to engrave upon the wood.

    <span style='color:#3399FF'>You see, where I'm from, what you're doing is flirting. I don't know if I've forgotten the concept, but I'm more than positive it's still the same. </span>

    Her shoulders shrugged non-chalantly, trying to give the air of not caring about the answer. Yet it was obvious she was interested.

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  11. "Where I'm from, flirting involves Killing people."

    He stared at her, a blank expression upon his face. After about 30 seconds of silence he began laughing.

    "Im kidding! I know what flirting is....and I know I am doing it."

    His tail's flame simmerd down to a cool feeling and moved under the table and had wrapped itself around her leg.

    "Do you consider this flirting too?"
     
  12. <span style='font-family:Arial'>She jumped slightly, just at the bluntness of his statement. Soon after he began laughing she gave a big grin. That's great, scare the shit out of me then.

    <span style='color:#3399FF'>Haha, very funny... Well that's good you know what fli- </span>

    She felt the cool and soft tail wrapping around her leg. She wasn't expecting that, but this time, she wasn't so surprised. Her own tail stopped her twitching, and slowly sidled over to meet his. Casually as she layed her tail upon his, she smiled sweetly, almost enticing him to do something more.</span>
     
  13. Temyc smiled as he felt her tail upon his. He looked at his food then at her again, a blush almost rising through his short, yet thick fur over his dragon like face.

    "You didn'y really answer my question though." he said with a smirk.

    His tail tightened around her leg playfully.
     
  14. <span style='font-family:Arial'>Chiara nodded, then answered with a hint of sarcasm.

    <span style='color:#3399FF'>Yes, I would consider that flirting. But you just had to hear me say that, right?</span>

    Her violet orbs began darting around the room, looking to see all who was there before she made any more movement. With a smirk, her tail crept over to his leg, making pictures like the ones she had drawn on the table. </span>
     
  15. He smiled and chuckled.

    "Yes, I did."

    He held back a blush as her tail crept over his leg and began moving rather..oddly. He didint care. It felt funny. He looked at her and smiled a rather playful smile.
     
  16. <span style='font-family:Arial'>Chiara continued her.. drawing as she remembered they were not the only 'dragons at the table. Her head turned towards the others, but she didn't know what to say. Not often is she at loss of words.

    <span style='color:#3399FF'>Ehm.. Uhm... So.. Any of you have dorms here? </span>

    Wow, most utterly pointless words that have ever come out of my mouth. She suppressed an embarrassed laugh.</span>
     
  17. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span>
    <table class=ooc><tr><td>Hahaha...i think its just us now...</td></tr></table>


    Temyc laughed a little seeing the smelling the embarrassment with his keen sesne of smell. His tail loosened alittle on her leg and moved around a bit upon it.
     
  18. <span style='font-family:Arial'><span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span>
    <table class=ooc><tr><td>Yeah so do I. P= Lol</td></tr></table>

    She shrugged at the lack of response and turned her attention back towards Temyc.

    <span style='color:#3399FF'> Hey, now you didn't answer my question. </span>

    She stopped her drawing and brought her tail back 'round her side. One eyebrow was raised and a joking smirk placed 'pon her face.

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  19. Temyc laughed.

    "Of course I do" his tail crept playfully around her legs. "What? Do you want to see my dorm." He winked and his tail wrapped around both of ther legs and tightened playfully, tieing her.
     
  20. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span>
    <table class=ooc><tr><td>Wow. My OOC post made absolutely no sense. Lmao.</td></tr></table>
    <span style='font-family:Arial'> Chiara began giggling in a girlish way She calmed herself and slid across the bench, closer to the 'dragon. Her tail went back on his legs, gently tracing a line up and down his leg, seeming to go higher every time...

    <span style='color:#3399FF'> Took you long enough to figure that one out... </span>

    She cleared her throat and sat up straight, trying to seem elegant.

    <span style='color:#3399FF'>I mean... Yes, I would love to visit your abode. Does tonight sound good? </span>

    She commenced her laughing once more.
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