Post by Razier Immori Tempest on May 24, 2007 19:59:22 GMT -5
She had said too much. Manuelle agreed to going with her. That was fine and dandy, but he had also seemed to catch her calling him handsome... which she hadn't even noticed she did until he brought it up. Damn slip of the tongue. She shrugged. "I guess I did. You're better looking than some guys I've seen, by no means are you ugly anyway."
"Besides, most of the temple girls are desperate. So busy training they don't get out much." Not that Razier should talk. Honestly all she ever did was train too. When she was bored - trained. When she had spare time - trained. When she was sick - trained. When she needed to clear her head - trained. When she needed to sleep - trained. When she needed to wake up - she trained. It was endlessly just her training. When she was running away from things... she trained.
It was the cure for everything.
Or the poison that was slowly killing her.
She noticed the huge grin that hadn't left his face. 'Bah, he must be thinking highly of himself... wonder if they have training on how to not blush. Gods. What a mess.' She shook her head and stared off into the foliage blankly. "So, whenever you're ready just let me know." She said, reminding him that she wasn't psychic so he'd have to tell her. "Hopefully we'll find Marielle by then too. I'd suggest she could flirt with the temple boys, but... they're sort of creepy sometimes."
She chuckled and shrugged. "Boys, when they don't get out much, are a lot worse than girls." She glanced over at Manuelle and gave him a 'like you' look. She then smirked and returned her attention before her. Teasing him was so much fun. She shouldn't do it, but she couldn't stop herself. Just like she couldn't stop herself from suddenly linking her arm with his. It was friendly to any passersby, but Razier really just wanted to be close to him.
She liked the feeling that gave her. She liked the rush and the butterflies. She liked blushing even to be honest. She had never once felt this way with Rhodes or any other boy on the island. Just Manuelle. She leaned her body into his just a little. She they were closer, but it wasn't like she was on top of him. Even if she'd like to be. 'No, no thinking like that. Geeze, Razier!' She scolded herself.
((sorry a little short and crappy, but... I think this thread is ending pretty soon.))
"Besides, most of the temple girls are desperate. So busy training they don't get out much." Not that Razier should talk. Honestly all she ever did was train too. When she was bored - trained. When she had spare time - trained. When she was sick - trained. When she needed to clear her head - trained. When she needed to sleep - trained. When she needed to wake up - she trained. It was endlessly just her training. When she was running away from things... she trained.
It was the cure for everything.
Or the poison that was slowly killing her.
She noticed the huge grin that hadn't left his face. 'Bah, he must be thinking highly of himself... wonder if they have training on how to not blush. Gods. What a mess.' She shook her head and stared off into the foliage blankly. "So, whenever you're ready just let me know." She said, reminding him that she wasn't psychic so he'd have to tell her. "Hopefully we'll find Marielle by then too. I'd suggest she could flirt with the temple boys, but... they're sort of creepy sometimes."
She chuckled and shrugged. "Boys, when they don't get out much, are a lot worse than girls." She glanced over at Manuelle and gave him a 'like you' look. She then smirked and returned her attention before her. Teasing him was so much fun. She shouldn't do it, but she couldn't stop herself. Just like she couldn't stop herself from suddenly linking her arm with his. It was friendly to any passersby, but Razier really just wanted to be close to him.
She liked the feeling that gave her. She liked the rush and the butterflies. She liked blushing even to be honest. She had never once felt this way with Rhodes or any other boy on the island. Just Manuelle. She leaned her body into his just a little. She they were closer, but it wasn't like she was on top of him. Even if she'd like to be. 'No, no thinking like that. Geeze, Razier!' She scolded herself.
((sorry a little short and crappy, but... I think this thread is ending pretty soon.))