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Post by Jethro Foster on Oct 27, 2008 16:35:40 GMT
"Eh..." he hadn't really had a place in mind.
His brow furrowed as he thought, "How about we head back up to the shcool?"
Not the best place..but where else was there?
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Post by Tamika Dombrovski on Oct 27, 2008 16:51:25 GMT
Tamika sighed and lifted her gloves out of her coat pocket.
"Sure. Ugh, I bet it's going to be bloody freezing outside," she whined, pulling her gloves on, "I wonder would anyone else here notice if I were to spontaneously combust..."
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Post by Jethro Foster on Oct 27, 2008 17:50:19 GMT
So she has the power of fire.
"I would, but then again I'm standing right in front of you...soo I'm guessing that wouldn't count," he smirked at the irritated look she gave him.
"I'm annoying you, I'm sorry," he donned his jacket and grabbed his book and pencil case and stuffed them in his shoulder bag and grabbed his drink and held the door open for Tamika to walk through.
"After you," he gestured with his arm.
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Post by Tamika Dombrovski on Oct 27, 2008 17:55:15 GMT
Tamika waved her hand at Jet in a dismissive manner, "Everyone annoys me at some point or another. Surprisingly, you don't irritate me that much..."
As she thought for a moment Jet held the door open for her.
"After you."
She smiled up at him before walking through, "Thank you."
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Post by Jethro Foster on Oct 27, 2008 19:00:32 GMT
"You are most welcome," he replied and smiled back.
They started to walk across the square to the road that led to the shcool.
"I hate the sky when it's cloudy..means you can't see the beauty of the stars," he complained, "You know what I mean?"
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Post by Tamika Dombrovski on Oct 27, 2008 19:11:54 GMT
Tamika shook her head, "No to be honest. I don't look at it much as I've always been heart feared of the night sky, stars or no stars..."
She blushed at how stupid that sounded and exhaled a breath to watch it appear in the cold. She pulled her jacket closer around her, although it didn't do much good, so she had to resort to fire to heat up her skin.
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Post by Jethro Foster on Oct 27, 2008 19:14:08 GMT
Jet frowned. He smiled then at a thought.
He took his wooly jacket of himself and handed it to Tamika.
"Here," he smiled as he set it over her shoulders, "That should help hopefully,"
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Post by Tamika Dombrovski on Oct 27, 2008 19:21:40 GMT
Tamika smiled and snuggled into the jacket, before coming to her senses and taking it off her shoulders.
"Thanks, but I don't want you ending up freezing. My skin will have heated up in a few minutes," she told him, handing him the jacket. Part of her didn't really want to give it back, but she couldn't exactly keep it on...
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Post by Jethro Foster on Oct 27, 2008 19:25:39 GMT
Jet stepped away.
"Ah , what doesn't kill me will only make it stronger," he smiled, "Also, I'd be also grateful if you did keep it for a little while at least...warm it up a bit?"
He ducked his head.
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Post by Tamika Dombrovski on Oct 27, 2008 19:33:11 GMT
Giving one of those 'well, okay then' shrugs Tamika put the jacket back on, inside she was smiling a bit though.
"I accept no liability if I accidentally set it alight," she warned. "Or if you get the flu."
They walked along silently for a couple of minutes before Tamika commented, "Square seems to be quite empty tonight... Well, of people anyways."
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Post by Jethro Foster on Oct 27, 2008 21:02:13 GMT
"Yep, it's brilliant isn't it?" he laughed.
He liked when there were little or no people about. It gave him room to think.
"I'm really not much of a people person.." he admitted. Not that it was his fault or anything..
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Post by Tamika Dombrovski on Oct 27, 2008 21:07:04 GMT
Tamika smirked.
Well that's the understatement of the century.
"Yeah, I noticed that about you. Hence the hesitation earlier to sit with you..."
She thought for a couple of seconds and laughed, "Y'know, I'd hate to see you if you were a medium, you'd probably die of the lack of privacy."
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Post by Jethro Foster on Oct 27, 2008 21:32:46 GMT
Jet cocked his head to the side and gave her a curious expression.
"Medium?" he asked.
What in the hell was a Medium?
I bet it's a power of hers though.. another piece of info.
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Post by Tamika Dombrovski on Oct 27, 2008 21:39:23 GMT
"Yeah, psychic medium. Seeing and communicating with the dead and all that jazz," Tamika explained. A little girl she recognised from a few nights popped out from behind a tree and stared at her, surprised.
Tamika rolled her eyes and waved at the girl, "Yes sweetie, I can see you clearly."
She turned back to Jet, "It can be quite interesting, sending over and passing on messages."
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Post by Jethro Foster on Oct 28, 2008 19:20:20 GMT
"I see," he commented.
He had a strange urge to tuck a loose piece of hair back behind her ear again but decided not. She propbably wouldn't like that.
"Do you know many people who have it?" he asked trying to keep the conversation going.
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