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Post by Mary Ann "Prince" Saunders on Nov 25, 2007 19:07:04 GMT -5
Prince was sitting at a table eating some ice cream. She hadn't been feeling all to well at that moment. So she figured she'd eat some comfort food, relax, and sit down for a while. She was feeling a lot better, but chocolate ice cram and peanut butter Reece's Pieces made her feel loads better. She was sitting outside at a table, just watching people walk by.
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Post by Rylet Masterson on Nov 25, 2007 19:32:12 GMT -5
Rylet walkled out of the ice cream place with some chocolate marshmellow swirl. He grinned a bit as he licked at his cone. As he started walking his eyes got caught by a squirrel who was scrambling around under one of the tables licking at the ice cream that dwas driping through the holes of the table top. HE chuckled a bit, though not watching where he was going he walked into a chair at one fo the tables, feeling himself faling forward his ice cream slipping from his hands right into the lap of a girl sitting in front of him, him landing at her feet.
He landed wit a thud, feeling his hands scrape on the sidewalk and his chin hiting less harshly making him bite his tongue. He hissed a bit with surprise and pain.
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Post by Mary Ann "Prince" Saunders on Nov 25, 2007 19:38:44 GMT -5
"Oh Good God!" she said as her eyes went wide. Why the exclamation? Well... the ice cream was cold... and she heard his hands and chin hit the pavement from just above him. She didn't care about the ice cream. "Geeze," she said. She would get up, but would only get the ice cream all over him too. "Are you alright?" she asked looking down at him. She started collecting napkins to get herself cleaned up, but still stared down at him. "That sounded really painful..." She couldn't help wonder what had caught his attention to make him trip and literally fall all over her.
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Post by Rylet Masterson on Nov 25, 2007 19:51:34 GMT -5
HE groaned pushing himself up to a sitting positon and looked down at his hands. He grumbled, they burned and stung at he same time. He could taste the irony taste of the blood from his tongue and he looked up to see the girl whos voice was talking to him.
He blinked glad that hd bit his tongue, it gave him reason for his loss of words. He blinked again and then looked down. Course hed do a completely idiotic thing in front of a pretty girl. He nodded. 'mm.. it... im..'He shook his head. "Its all good'He smirked a bit. "you arlight?"
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Post by Mary Ann "Prince" Saunders on Nov 25, 2007 19:56:38 GMT -5
She chuckled. "I'm fine, a little chocolatey, and I think the marshmellow's gonna stick for a while, but I'm completely alright. Here, hold this," she said and handed him her bowl of ice cream. She showed him how, so that his hands were completely around the outside of the container. "It'll make your hands feel better," she said. She continued to clean herself up. "How're your knees and chin and tounge?" she asked trying to see if she could do anything else for him while she continued to get the majority of her ice cream off of her jeans.
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Post by Rylet Masterson on Nov 25, 2007 20:02:11 GMT -5
He just sat there letting her do what she was doing and put his hands around the bowl. He nodded it did feel better the cold from the ice cream soothing the pain in his scraped hands. "Um.."He said, "They're fine"he said, "Sorry bout the mess... I can buy you a new pair of pants if you need me to"he said, not wanting to upset her.
Rylet looked at her with his ocean blue eyes as she proceeded to clean herself up. He felt like he knew her, liek he should know her, or maybe he would know her. He didnt knw but he had a feeling in his stomach that he couldnt shake or put a finger on. "Thanks...'He said.
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Post by Mary Ann "Prince" Saunders on Nov 25, 2007 20:06:31 GMT -5
"Hey, no problem, don't worry about the pants, and I'll even getcha some more ice cream. You have a seat right there," she said pointing to the other chair. She looked down at him and caught sight of his blue eyes. They sure were bright weren't they? ...she caught herself staring and then shook her head. "Relax, I'll be right back." She stood up, swollowing a little pain, and walked into the ice cream store before he had much time to tell her no.
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Post by Rylet Masterson on Nov 25, 2007 20:28:01 GMT -5
HE got up taking a seat where shed told him and opened his mouth to tell her she didnt have to, but she was already disappearing into the place. He sighed and leaned back, the ice cream was melting the condensatoin seepign into his cuts burning them and he sucked in a breath setting the bowl on the table top as he waited for he to return.
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Post by Mary Ann "Prince" Saunders on Nov 25, 2007 20:30:29 GMT -5
She returned a few minutes later with a glass of cold water, a bag of ice, a bowl of ice cream, and two band-aids in her pocket. "The people inside were really nice," she said with a smile. She handed him the ice cream. "It was half price since you dropped yours. They believed me..." she said nodding to the stain on her jeans. "They sent some water for you, and a bag of ice for your hands and..." she pulled out the band-aids and placed them on the table. "These as well." She chuckled and sat back down. She collected a few more napkins to clean up her own ice cream melting over the sides and sat down again.
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Post by Rylet Masterson on Nov 25, 2007 20:36:34 GMT -5
He smirked a bit. "mm.."He said looking over at her with a grin. "Thanks"he said. "I dont hink i would have ever gotten through this without you"He said with ap layful wink as he took the water, ice and bandaids. He proceeded to clean himself up patching up the worst of it.
"im... Rylet masterson by the way"He said holding his hand out. "Thought i better introdcue my self after all of this"he smiked.
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Post by Mary Ann "Prince" Saunders on Nov 25, 2007 20:41:51 GMT -5
She laughed. "I think you woulda survived," she said with a soft smile. "I'm Mary Ann Saunders. Friends call me Prince," she said taking his hand and shaking it. "Very nice to meet you Rylet Masterson," she said with a nod. "So... if it's not to forward of me to ask," because some people were touchy on this subject, "why are you on this island?" she asked. That was a fair way of phrasing it, she thought.
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Post by Rylet Masterson on Nov 25, 2007 21:26:00 GMT -5
he grinned. 'its.. nice to meet you"he said. at her question he raised his brows, "oh um.."He said, "Well..."he shrugged. "My dad wanted to get me out of his hair so he sent me here"He said. he didnt wan ther to judge him terribly not when they seemed to get along so well.
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Post by Mary Ann "Prince" Saunders on Nov 25, 2007 21:35:33 GMT -5
"Sounds familiar," she said quietly, so Rylet woudln't hear. "Well... you like it here? Heh, for that matter, you been a resident long or is this kinda new for you?" In all honesty, she had a million questions floating around in her head, but he was trying to pace herself. Not only that, but she didn't want to overwhelm the poor guy. They had only just met after all. But he seemed like a nice guy... and those eyes... just transfixing.
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Post by Rylet Masterson on Nov 27, 2007 13:07:44 GMT -5
He looked at her and shrugged. "Its kind of new... I mean ive been here for maybe... 2 years, but..'He shrugged. "still tying to get used to it."he smirked a bit. "What about you? How long have you been here..."he asked with curiosity, licking his ice cream.
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Post by Mary Ann "Prince" Saunders on Nov 28, 2007 1:42:37 GMT -5
Prince chuckled at his remark of being here for two years and being new. "Six months, thank you very much," she said with a small smirk. Originally came from NYC too," she added. She smiled a bright smile to him... she couldn't help it.
"Where you from then?" she asked. She figured she said she was from New York, she wondered where he was from then.
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