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Post by Jude Dorrian on Jul 11, 2008 18:32:55 GMT
Jude wished he could confirm what Kennedy had just said, but Jude could tell that at least as long as Kennedy was a student, May would not view him any other way. And by the time Kennedy had left Orchid...
Well, who's to say where her life would be by then?
Frowning down at his plate, Jude's fingers tightened around the edges of this tray. That hamburger didn't look quite so appealing as it initially had now that it had been paid for. Jude reckoned that once the good food had been picked over that the canteen should have some kind of system for cutting the prices of the leftovers.
"Wanna get a table?"
His food was really starting to get cold.
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Post by The Delaney Twins on Jul 12, 2008 15:44:27 GMT
Kennedy paused for a second, glanced back, and decided from the round of laughter that came from his friends' table that if they were having so very much fun then they could just continue without him.
"Aye," he said when he turned back. He scanned the tables, most of which were still full of people picking at their (substantially better-looking) food. Movement and scraping of chairs brought his attention to his left.
"Here, they're leaving," he said, and quickly slid in one of the chairs as soon as it was vacated, receiving dirty looks from the other people who had been standing around waiting to obtain a table.
He picked up his fork and poked absent-mindedly at his pie without actually managing to be able to bring himself to eat the sticky brown mess, then looked back over at Jude. "So," he asked conversationally, trying to push the topic of discussion away from himself. "What about you? You got a girlfriend, or are you stuck in the singles boat with me?"
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Post by Jude Dorrian on Jul 21, 2008 17:04:37 GMT
ooc: *Blushes...* I think I'm immune to the art of efficiency.
Jude took off his hat as they both sat down, and ran a hand through his hair. It felt longer than it had in a while, he noticed. He was gonna have to get it cut. There was always some random pupil doing research on magically altering the way peoples' appearances were who could do it for him. They were the ones he usually asked, because he didn't trust anyone with a pair of scissors.
He didn't believe in the non-magic way, even if his hair had been looking a lot lighter than it had ever since his last 'trim'.
Sighing, Jude picked up his fork, and dug it into his food, but he was interrupted by Kennedy before he could get any further.
"So... what about you? You got a girlfriend, or are you stuck in the singles boat with me?"
Jude looked up, feeling almost apologetic for his reply in light of Kennedy's situation. "Yeah. Ailith Rayner."
Kennedy was a Spy. And every Spy knew Ailith Rayner.
Hell, his girlfriend was a friggin' legend!
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Post by The Delaney Twins on Jul 21, 2008 21:21:49 GMT
ooc: Ehh, go figure, so am I. I just save it for summer homework XP
Kennedy instantly regretted taking the plunge with his pie as soon as he started choking on it. He hit his chest with his fist to try and abate the spluttering, coughing noises that issued from his mouth... and allow himself to breathe, of course. Shouldn't forget that one.
"Ailith Rayner?" he asked as soon as he had retained control of his lungs. And then he realised what a stupid question that was; Ailith wasn't exactly a common name, now, was it? "Jesus."
He'd known that Ailith had had a boyfriend - she was practically a celebrity among spies, and word travelled fast - but he hadn't known that this was the guy. He'd kind of imagined someone more... scary. Like one of the warriors. One of the really really big muscle-y ones. Who could throw daggers like a ninja and blow things up.
He'd never really thought it would be a cowboy.
His shock subsided, and he collected himself. "So clearly you're better at the girl thing than I am," he said, perfectly unashamedly (he'd got over the embarrassment by now, naturally), and then took a gulp of his water to dispell the burning sensation in his throat.
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Post by Jude Dorrian on Jul 22, 2008 16:57:24 GMT
Oh, dear.
"Is it really that unbelievable?" Jude chuckled, taking a swig of his carton of milk. "I mean, gee, I know she's really pretty, and really talented, but I didn't think I was that out of her league..."
Jude didn't really think he was... better exactly, at the girl thing. He got pretty lucky with the whole Ailith thing. After all, he'd never had a girlfriend before her. And Ailith had never had a boyfriend, so that worked for them both.
They were both doing this for the first time, and that always helped, 'cause it meant they could guide each other through, knowing that every step they took was their first step with anyone.
So that was nice.
"She's my first girlfriend," Jude told Kennedy, "so... I dunno if that means I'm better at it, or not. It's not like I'm a Jack Trove."
Here's to hoping he knew who the captain of the rugby team was, and his reputation.
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Post by The Delaney Twins on Jul 22, 2008 20:53:21 GMT
Kennedy laughed. "No, us lesser mortals can only dream of that," he said, but he didn't really mean it. He had had girlfriends before, despite how he felt about May, and... Well. He'd been forced to just come to the simple conclusion that girls were mad. They were possessive, neurotic, paranoid, they read obsessively into just about everything that their boyfriend said and did, and that was just with Kennedy. It wasn't like his expertise with women gave the girls anything to be greatly concerned about. He could barely imagine what sort of messes he would get himself into if he was the resident stud of Orchid Hill...
Then again, that other guy was giving Jack a run for his money - Ross something-or-other. Now that could turn out interesting. They'd have to meet eventually, and then it could turn into one of those alpha male things that were always on the Discovery Channel. Who knew?
"How did you and Ailith start going out?" he asked. Couldn't hurt to know, after all. Perhaps he could pick up some hints.
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Post by Jude Dorrian on Jul 23, 2008 21:29:22 GMT
“Er… I saw the Halloween party as an opportunity, and abused it,” chuckled Jude. “But we actually met on a mission, so we have Kira to thank for what we have.”
Geez…
The battle that followed that mission had been something else altogether. He remembered sneaking forward; and Maddox’s rage… and he remembered getting hurt. If it hadn’t been for Ailith…
He didn’t like to think about it.
Shaking himself slightly, he glanced back at Kennedy.
“How did you and May meet?”
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Post by The Delaney Twins on Jul 24, 2008 8:35:52 GMT
Ha. They met on a mission. Some people had all the luck. Nothing particularly interesting had ever really managed to happen to him during his missions - he guessed that was pretty much a given when one of his major powers that qualified him as a spy was computer hacking via the broadband waves. It didn't really get him into any major action save-the-day-and-get-the-girl scenarios.
"How did you and May meet?"
Kennedy winced instinctively. It wasn't... a great story, to put it lightly. And he kind of had an unspoken agreement with Sally not to tell anybody about that time. It wasn't really something you wanted everybody knowing.
So he'd give him the condensed version.
"Me and Sally - my twin sister - Well, we kind of saved her life."
Saved her life would have got him a kick from Sally if he was sitting with her. It was a tad of an exaggeration. But then again, saved her from years of imprisonment and potentially death at a later stage invited far too many questions for Kennedy's liking.
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Post by Jude Dorrian on Jul 25, 2008 19:59:11 GMT
Saved her life?
It was one of those sentences which... well, it could really mean anything.
It could be an exaggeration of some day, long ago, when Kennedy, his twin and May engaged in some sort of childish antics, which involved her hurting herself in some way, and Kennedy patching her up.
On the other hand, it could have been out there on the battlefield in the war, or perhaps a sort of dramatic and daring rescue from a burning building-
Well, whatever the case, it was probably interesting.
Jude waited for a couple of seconds for the details, but when they didn't immediately follow, he didn't bother pressing Kennedy. If Kennedy was going to tell him more, Kennedy would've told him more by now.
A total of 4 seconds had passed.
"Well... that's one way to woo a girl," Jude chuckled, swallowing another bite of his food. "Y'all seemed to have been following the rules, alright. Hmm... it's a wonder that didn't work."
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Post by The Delaney Twins on Jul 26, 2008 8:00:42 GMT
"I know!" said Kennedy, growing more verbose as he realised that Jude seemed to be seeing his point on this. "I mean, what more can I do?"
He stabbed into his pie a little too energetically, took the bite in his mouth and actually managed to swallow it without spasming.
(What did they put in the food to make it taste like that? Kennedy honestly couldn't understand it; surely there was some kind of magic to make these things taste better. And with a taste like this, he could only assume that the secret ingredient was dead cat.)
"Although," he said once he'd swallowed the demon-food. "To be fair, I can see why it didn't work at the time. She was eighteen, I was - technically - fourteen."
Although, still, while fourteen and still discovering his power he took on so many different appearances that really his physical age varied so much as to not really present any concrete problem.
"I can see why that could have put her off," he said. "But I really don't think there's so much of an issue between seventeen and twenty-one. I mean, if she was seventeen and I was twenty-one no one would bat an eye. Bloody ageist sexism."
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Post by Jude Dorrian on Jul 31, 2008 20:38:00 GMT
"It's terrible," Jude agreed whole-heartedly. "My mother was two months older than my dad. I expect she never heard the end of it."
It was an assumption Jude had been able to understand from one of his dad's more sentimental songs, in which a line went "... born a summer apart..." and another continued "...could never be born without you calling me through..."
It was no wonder his dad had never made any freaking money.
He was hopeless when it came to Delilah.
Hopeless.
"Maybe it's just because you're still in school," Jude said encouragingly. "That always makes people seem younger than they are."
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Post by The Delaney Twins on Aug 2, 2008 19:29:46 GMT
Seriously?
Two months? Two months was nothing. Kennedy would have killed for two months. Even two years would have been an improvement.
But then, he supposed there wasn't much point in railing against this. No matter what he did, his birthday wasn't magically going to pop back to 1987, was it? He should just be content with his lot and look for someone el-
Screw it, he couldn't even think like that for more than two seconds. Clearly nothing was going to change any time soon.
Pity.
"The school thing makes sense, I suppose..." he mused, pushing his food around his plate half-heartedly. "I'd drop out if my parents wouldn't kill me," he said, grinning, "but then, I guess that wouldn't help me much on the maturity front, would it?"
Then the smile dropped, and he sighed. "It doesn't really seem like anything's going to, to be honest."
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Post by Jude Dorrian on Aug 3, 2008 19:20:38 GMT
Jude kneaded the side of his Stetson thoughtfully with his knuckles- a habit he'd lately begun to take up when thinking very, very hard.
Kennedy was quite correct; his current situation was- there was no other word for it- dire. And, no, it didn't seem like anything was really going to happen.
And yet...
Somewhere underneath the thick layer of bone he used as a skull, the dim edges of an idea were beginning to emerge. It certainly wasn't a guarantee. It wasn't some random stroke of brilliance (of which Jude was beginning to feel certain never actually happened). Nah; this was good ol' solid logic.
But this could go somewhere, if he thought about it hard enough.
"Ever see her outside school hours?" Jude asked Kennedy slowly.
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Post by The Delaney Twins on Aug 5, 2008 10:26:28 GMT
"Nowhere near enough," he replied woefully, stirring the remains of the pie on his plate. He couldn't eat any more of it, really. It tasted almost solely of vinegar, which was really not what Kennedy went for when he was eating pastry. To state the obvious.
"But, yeah, I do sometimes. Not alone, though," he added, realising that that fact was probably important. "Sally goes down to visit her a lot, and I go down with her when she... lets me."
Lets wasn't exactly the right word for it. More, when it didn't seem like she wasn't as prepared to use bodily force to stop him as usual. She was usually pretty keen to stop him - and Kennedy had pretty much no idea why, other than the reasoning she gave him of, 'You make her nervous and we can't talk about things properly.'
To which Kennedy always had his internal response of Aye right. He didn't usually have the mental stamina to actually utter it aloud, knowing the fight that would ensue.
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Post by Jude Dorrian on Aug 25, 2008 11:27:32 GMT
ooc: Oh... dear... God.
Sure, it sounded like one of those things that sisters did. Jude shuddered to think what his relationship with Ailith would be like now if Tameron had met her first. It was one of those things... y'all... just didn't like to think about.
Like, at all.
Still, there was one glaring flaw in Kennedy's statement.
"Then... why don't you just go and visit her by yourself someday?"
Jesus. He wondered if that sounded as patronizing as he imagined it did.
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