douze. [rl with kamina]

[piercethecharts]

[ As silly as it was, Sheryl was feeling pretty cheery from that secret. She waited for Kamina by the front of her hotel, hoping that he'd actually wear appropriate clothing (i.e. a shirt) as she tapped her foot, humming to herself. This was a songwriting sort of mood. She was wearing her usual getup of aviators and a floppy hat; the sun had mostly set by now, but she liked being able to go around unrecognized. ]

Comments

[piercethecharts]

--Hm? What is it? You don't look so good, all of a sudden.

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

I don't like those things.

[piercethecharts]

You're claustrophobic?

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

Claustrowhat?

[piercethecharts]

It means that you're af-- that you don't like enclosed spaces. [ she swipes her keycard and lets them into the room while she's talking. It's basically just as kickass as the one on the cruise ship. ]

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

Huh...I guess I am. Little spaces like that creep me out for some reason. [glances around the room appreciatively] ...damn, this is nice.

[piercethecharts]

It's not bad! [ she takes off her hat and sunglasses, putting them down on her vanity ]

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

[he hovers near the door awkwardly, shuffling his feet. w-what does he do now.]

[piercethecharts]

At least I can stay as long as-- [ she turns around to keep talking to him, but stops when she sees where he is ] What? You're allowed inside, you know. Or are you frightened of entering a girl's room?

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

[OH NO SHE DID NOT SAY HE WAS SCARED OF SOMETHING; he marches right in with his head held high--for a step or two. he eyes the bed, expression uncharacteristically sheepish.] Where am I supposed to sit?

[piercethecharts]

[ follows his line of sight, then immediately bristles ] Like I said, don't get the wrong idea! You can sit over here! [ and she pushes him over to the suite's sitting room area and into a plush chair ]

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

[adlfkjasdasdkfj s-stumbles into chair, what did he do wro--

oh. that's what she meant.] I wasn't thinkin' that way, honest!

[piercethecharts]

You were looking at the bed, don't tell me you weren't!

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

I won't!

[piercethecharts]

Honestly! [ lands in the chair across from his and takes a VICIOUS SWIG from the water bottle on the table ]

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

[snorts, grumps] You said you didn't wanna do that stuff so 'm not gonna push you! I ain't creepy like that.

i love how their icons match

[piercethecharts]

[ ...tsuntsuntsuntsun ] I know that. I wouldn't have brought you up here if I thought you would push the issue! I'm just saying!

that was totally unintentional lol

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

[shakes head] Women.

[piercethecharts]

Anyway! [ She starts scribbling in her notebook again ] If I don't keep testing you you're going to forget all the letters!

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

I already got a test?!

[piercethecharts]

What? Do you just want to relax instead?

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

Uh...I guess so. And then you can test me after!

[piercethecharts]

Too bad! [ she tears the sheet out and hands it over; it reads 'I LIKE BURGERS', because let's get some long vowels and silent Es up in here ]

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

[aa;woiefj!!] Um--"I"? It's gonna be "I" today, damnit. "I like [pronounced like 'leek'] burgers." That's it, right?

[piercethecharts]

Nope! The I is pronounced the same way in that word.