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Right now I guess I'm my own worst enemy.
Mon Jan 31, 2011 01:39

"Incredibly nice?" He raised a brow, raising a finger to his lips, face deadpan. "Shh. Don't tell anybody. Would ruin my rep." He watched her transfigure something beautiful out of his cigarettes and left over ash. "And they say smoking is an ugly habit." He smiled and puffed some more.

Now that she seemed perfectly fine, and he'd exhausted his stored portion of small talk, he really saw no other excuse to stay around. He tilted his head to follow her gaze, seeing nothing so extraordinary though her expression made it seem as if the sight was heaven. "Still a poet." He commented, watching some smoke float away from him and toward the brilliant blue of the sky. With a twinge, he watched the smoke dissipate. 'Guess ugly things really can't coexist with the beautiful.'

"Harley Girl," he paused, head bent down, fingers tense over his cigarette though he didn't withdraw it from his mouth. It was his anchor, he wasn't about to let go until what he was about to do was over. He wouldn't care about the answer, only that the question was released from him. Done for. "Would you - I mean - " He took a breath, on the verge of chickening out and taking the plunge. Though outwardly his body seemed normal, inwardly he felt the shakes; his legs, his arms, even some pain in his elbows. It almost hurt to keep his arm bent to hold the cigarette between his lips. He bit through it with his teeth. "Ah, hell." He muttered. "I just need to get rid of this - I mean, curiosity. You understand?" Hazel eyes darted toward her, then back to the ground. "I mean - " He took a breath, fed up with the aching pain. He straightened up, took out the cigarette and let his hand fall to his side, looked straight at her, genuinely wondering what in Merlin's name about her made him compelled to ask such a thing. "Dinner. Or something. You and me. Do you want to?" He waited, standing steady and straight, but imagining himself tipping precariously on a ledge. And no matter what the answer, he would just be glad to relax and just fall.

  • Bah, don't worry. I'm perfectly harmless.Liana, Sat Jan 29 15:49
    "I'm fine, I think. Just sore." She winced as her fingers brushed against the bruised bump, and her mind automatically flashed back to the last time she'd been beaten in the head. Ouch. "I hate head... more
    • Right now I guess I'm my own worst enemy. — Calix, Mon Jan 31 01:39
      • And here I thought I was the only one.Liana, Mon Jan 31 12:47
        "Don't worry." She grinned at him and winked before returning her gaze upwards. "Your secret's safe with me." This time she hadn't even said anything particularly interesting and yet for some reason... more
        • He wasn't quite ready to trust his own ears. A broad grin spread across his face but he ducked his head and took one more puff to hide it. "Calix." He looked up, tongue pressed up against his teeth... more
          • Very good indeed. I'm proud of you. xDLiana, Mon Jan 31 22:23
            At the look on his face, a wider smile spread across her own. He seemed to be so tense all the time, and whenever he laughed or smiled like he was doing now, it was such a huge change in him, she... more
            • Walking away now. Walking away.Calix, Sat Feb 5 00:45
              "Surprise you..." He repeated slowly. "All right. I think I can manage that." Part of him was relieved by the lifted pressure, but another part of him felt disappointed. Dates were supposed to be... more
              • Watching you walk away.Liana, Sat Feb 5 18:48
                She shifted closer to Calix as he pointed his wand towards the cigarette, extremely curious to see what he was going to do. Her dark eyes tracked every move of his wand and the response of the... more
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