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Post by Haine on Nov 12, 2009 10:48:50 GMT -5
YOU CAN FEEL THE POUNDING WRAPPED AROUND YOUR CHESTNOAHAVERY [/size] NOTHING'S TOO EXCESSIVE WHEN YOU'VE GOT NOTHING LEFT[/center] "Sure You did, Franky. How about you tell me the full story sometime?” Noah replied, his smirk now turning into a smile. As strange as it may sound, Noah was quickly growing tired of messing around being even more asshole-ish than normal and now found his happy careless feelings slowly disintegrating. Goddammit. Noah was reverting back to his usual bored state.
Although Connor may not have been getting angry, Noah was slowly slowly losing his patience. For some reason he’d never reacted well to rudeness, even if he was crap in that area himself. “I’m sorry, don’t they have manners wherever you’re from?” He soon found himself asking. “Sure my … greeting or manner wasn’t the politest, but at least I tried-“ Tried being, of course, a word that could be interpreted in many ways… “to introduce myself properly.” .
“Now let’s try this again and can we at least try to be civil?” He asked, holding his hand out again. “Noah Avery, that guy that ‘your’ Francesca was supposed to marry. And you’re Connor… somethingorother, the ex-boyfriend who cocked up. Am I correct?”
Patronising git.
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Post by Taylor on Nov 16, 2009 17:06:37 GMT -5
Francesca's jaw dropped at what Noah said, not being able to help it. "Whoa. Excuse me? So, after that whole conversation before this, you don't believe me? Or did I have a conversation with that girl you fucked, who just so happened to find it? Or did you get drunk again and forget?" Francesca said with disbelief, looking at Noah. She crossed her arms, seriously debated whether or not to back up. Being six inches shorter then him, and him probably having more muscle then her, upsetting or getting him angry wasn't the smartest thing.
But, she tried to keep her face clear of any emotion now, occasionally moving her eyes slowly to Connor, then to Noah. Blinking quickly at what Noah next said, she slowly sighed. Dear Merlin, if this was going to turn into a fight, she had no clue what to even do. Normally, Francesca would know what to due during fights, but this one, she was totally clueless.
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Post by Sarah on Nov 16, 2009 19:46:38 GMT -5
Full story. So, he was mentioned before… to this guy. Hoping that nothing awful was mentioned about him, Connor couldn’t help but have a knowing feeling that she complained about him. He couldn’t blame her. Don’t react back. That makes them win. whispered Connor’s mind to himself. He knew it was true and could see it working. It was obvious that Noah wanted him aggravated.
Watching Francesca’s reaction, Connor tried to keep a straight face. He loved how Francesca was on the hot-headed side, but his face fell a bit when she tried to hide her emotions. This wasn’t like her. Or the ‘old’ her. She was always up for a fight. Confused at what Francesca said, Connor made out some of it. However, he couldn’t comprehend why or how Francesca would fall for a guy like this. That made it even worse than her falling for a guy; falling for this type of a guy.
“Where I’m from…” Connor trailed off with a smirk on his face. If only he knew. If only Connor knew. He just left it at that and knew Francesca would understand. Connor didn’t have the least idea where he was from, let alone know if there were manners there. However, Connor was practically brought up at Jordan’s house, where everyone was full of manners, but never pestered him about them, so he couldn’t care less.
Ignoring the hand once more, Connor replied to his statement, plainly, “I don’t consider women as property,” The way he said it sounded accusing. He made it seem as if it was the biggest sin to talk about a lady like that, which will probably put that effect on Noah. “Glad I don’t have to introduce myself,” Connor replied, in a bored voice. “Cocked up?” Connor asked, eyebrows slightly raised, asking for further explanation and specification.
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Post by Haine on Dec 5, 2009 17:07:08 GMT -5
YOU CAN FEEL THE POUNDING WRAPPED AROUND YOUR CHESTNOAHAVERY [/size] NOTHING'S TOO EXCESSIVE WHEN YOU'VE GOT NOTHING LEFT[/center] "I never said that I didn't believe you. I just think that is story will certainly be..."Noah paused, searching for the right words to describe the situation, "Interesting." There. That worked pretty damn perfectly. "And you most definitely had that conversation with me. Satisfied?" Well, that good mood that Noah was in when he first walked into the three broomsticks had most certainly gone out of the window.
"Yes, wherever that may be. I'm pretty sure that manners exist all over the world, if you look hard enough." Noah replied, mimicing Connor's tone and smirk. Just because Haine needs more reason to hate him in this RP. "And last time I checked, I don't consider them property either."
Hmm. Now how to explain such a delicate matter? "Well," Noah started, sitting down on a newly vacated bar stool, "You broke up with Francesca, then went into what can only be described as a desperate drunken depression because you broke up with her." Ah, the exceptionally blunt approach. An old favourite.
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