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Post by Tamika Dombrovski on Oct 26, 2008 23:43:52 GMT
Tamika stared off into space as Jet sat quietly, she only moved her head to reply to his question.
"Yeah, I have a dog called Rockstar with my friend Joshua. And I did have an owl, but he died in July so, yeah, no more owl. What about you?" She asked. She looked down at the table and remembered she still had a drink. Picking it up, she gulped and gave a happy sigh.
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Post by Jethro Foster on Oct 26, 2008 23:49:12 GMT
Jet frowned slightly.
Poor girl.
The reflex question, which he knew would come after he asked that, he knew he had a definate answer too.
"No, I have never had any pets," he said politley.
He looked up and smiled, flashing his white teeth.
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Post by Tamika Dombrovski on Oct 26, 2008 23:54:08 GMT
"Can have a share of Rockstar if you want," Tamika offered with a small smile, "He'll like you. He likes everyone that isn't me. God, that was really emo..." She laughed.
She looked over at him, he was still smiling.
"You have a really nice smile," Tamika thought aloud. Her eyes grew slightly as she realised he had heard her.
Bugger...
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Post by Jethro Foster on Oct 27, 2008 0:07:38 GMT
Jet had a very hard time surpressing his laughter. He did...but only just.
"You have a pretty face and voice," he complimented her right back.
She looks soo guilty, like she's committed a crime.
"Relax," he coaxed her.
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Post by Tamika Dombrovski on Oct 27, 2008 0:13:44 GMT
"Oh aren't you just the charmer," she smirked, "And I never relax when I say things out loud I don't mean to. Anyways, there's probably some rule somewhere saying I shouldn't be complimenting other blokes when engaged," she shrugged.
After a second she looked at him with a bit of a smile, "Good call not laughing by the way, as I may have had to stab you with my pencil."
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Post by Jethro Foster on Oct 27, 2008 0:20:13 GMT
Jet smirked and rolled his eyes.
"I'd like to see you try," he challenged her in his eyes to argue, "Try being the operative term of course," he used his teasing voice.
He overed her a cookie, "Go ahead, help yourself,"
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Post by Tamika Dombrovski on Oct 27, 2008 0:28:47 GMT
Tamika looked at the cookies suspiciously, "I don't trust you. We're at war, and when in war, you don't take cookies, you just top yourself with a bunch of friends Hitler style."
She stopped rambling and thought for a moment.
Bet I could persuade Josh to do that...
Cautiously, she reached out and took a cookie, "Thanks..."
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Post by Jethro Foster on Oct 27, 2008 0:38:56 GMT
He chuckeled.
"Tamika, why would I poison you? or hurt you?" he raised an eyebrow, "I'm fighting against them not against you or the school," he added in a low but definate voice.
He sat back and shook his head.
"You're funny,"
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Post by Tamika Dombrovski on Oct 27, 2008 0:42:31 GMT
Tamika gave him an odd look, "I'm not talking about that war. Hell, I avoid thinking of that one at all costs. I mean the war regarding my pencil and your face..."
She crossed her legs indian style and eyes the cookie in her hand suspiciously, slowly, she took a small bite, and deeming it ok, set it on the saucer of her coffee cup.
"So, going to the Hallowe'en party?"
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Post by Jethro Foster on Oct 27, 2008 0:47:01 GMT
"Going to it? Of course I'm going too it! I'm helping with setting the common room up with the theme this year, with whatever mad idea Kira has come up with," he smiled at what she had planned for it.
Something extravagant, I'll bet.
"Don't know what I'll go as though. What about you?"
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Post by Tamika Dombrovski on Oct 27, 2008 0:55:04 GMT
"So you're a spy? I presume that's why you're always so quiet? Sitting observing and all that jazz? And I'm not sure. I might go as Trixie from speed racer, but I'm still at the moment undecided."
She looked at her hand and began trying to expand the ring again.
"So I take it you like being a spy then, or just decorating for parties?" She asked.
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Post by Jethro Foster on Oct 27, 2008 0:57:55 GMT
"Bit of both, really," Jet said dismissively.
"I like the Spies. Kira's a brilliant Head,"
It was true. He loved being in the Spies, it suited him remarkably well.
"You like being in the Carers?"
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Post by Tamika Dombrovski on Oct 27, 2008 1:06:06 GMT
Tamika furrowed her brow.
How does he know I'm a carer?
"Uh, it was good at first, but now I could take it or leave it to be honest... So what does being a spy entail?"
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Post by Jethro Foster on Oct 27, 2008 12:13:10 GMT
And here I thought the title Spy would give it away...
"Oh, just spying on people, maps, compasses...stuff like that," he answered.
He stared at the note he had just written and went over it in his head. It did and it didn't go. Which wasn't really helpful, so he took it out and wrote in one that did fit.
"Do you want to go for a walk?" he asked out of the blue.
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Post by Tamika Dombrovski on Oct 27, 2008 14:37:19 GMT
Tamika shot him one of those 'if looks could kill' looks.
"Oh really genius, I would have thought you sat playing monopoly."
She nodded and finished up her drink, "Sure, where d'you wanna go?"
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