First PC Summer Ball

Skye said:
OOC: Who's your post directed to, Joe? If you mean my character, she's asleep right now...but I can fix that to fit your post if you're speaking about my character...just let me know! ^_^
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OOC: No it's Kayleigh I'm refering to.
 
OOC: But since no one else is on you may wake ur character to interact with mine if you'd like.
 
Joe_Johnson_Dk_Roy said:
OOC: But since no one else is on you may wake ur character to interact with mine if you'd like.
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OOC: My apologies. Please make sure you don't double post though...it's against the rules. Just use the edit button at the bottom of your post instead. ^_^ I'll keep my character out of it for now. Again, sorry for misunderstanding :)
 
Kayleigh glanced to the side and noticed a boy standing next to her. She assumed that he was speaking to her, so she shrugged slightly.
"I don't know..." she said. "I suppose that I'm just bored, so I decided to come out here and look at the ocean. There really isn't much to do here. I just came because my mother wanted me to. What about you?"
 
He then looked out toward the ocean as he began to speak. "I am here because, well, I really don't know why i came, I just always go to formal events. My family is really high strung, if i don't go they get very unhappy."
 
"and i have no idea why i'm here..." said ryan as he saw some guy he didn't know talking to the girl he intended to start conversation with through the ballroom window.
he let his forehead fall against the glass pane. and then again, and then again. accenting every thud with a "crap"
then he straightened up, took another look out the window, scratched the back of his head, and turned his back to leave.
 
"Ohh... Well, I understand what you mean," Kayleigh replied as she looked back towards the ocean. "My family is like that."
Before she could say anything else, she was interrupted by a loud noise from inside. She turned around to see a boy banging his head against the glass doors leading into the ball room.
"Erm... Well, it's about time something different happens," she said, as she laughed quietly to herself.
 
ryan turned his head ever so slightly, out of the corner of his eye he saw the girl laughing at him.
he trembled with what he could only think to describe as a mixture of anger, sadness and resentment.
ryan looked back down at his feet, he began walking toward the exit, his eyes still fixed on his black leather shoes. and then his vision blurred.
ryan was startled by the tear that was hanging at the end of his nose.
he brushed it away quickly and made haste to the exit.
as ryan reached for the doorknob time came to a near stop, he was suddenly very aware of everything around him... he saw people laughing and joking, couples hugging, and realized that he was a complete and total failure. he flattened his cowlick with his tear damp hand and left into the night.
 
Jasper then looked from the crying boy to the girl he was with. "I think he meant to speak with you, but he wasn't happy when he found me with you" Jasper said. "Iam sorry if i have messed things up for him. I need to find him and let him know i meant no harm and that he may speak with you, alone if he likes."
At this Jasper bolted down the stairs toward the doors. Jasper then thought to himself, *I never meant to hurt anyone I just wanted to find a friend. I'm such a jerk* As he finished this thought he exited the doors.
 
Nat looked up at Damian, her eyes full of wonder.

"I've never met anyone quite like you," she whispered. "No one's ever made me feel the way you do..." she trailed off, not exactly sure what to say.
 
<OOC>Sorry about the delay,Mew13. I've had a severe case of RP'rs block around here.<OOC>

For the first time since the ball began, Damian felt uncomfortable. Stuttering, he replied "R...really...I..feelthesame." That finally said, he sighed with relief, although still unsure of what to say.
 
OOC: That's okay!

IC: Nat smiled warmly at him. She noticed how nervous he was, and she wanted to say something, though she didn't dare. It was too soon.

She looked back to the scenery and said, "Do you realize we've spent the enitre night together? I haven't seen a single other guest!" she laughed, inwardly glad she had acted the in the ways she had.
 
Shuffling his right foot a bit, Damian laughed a little too. Still chuckling, he said "Guess you're right." Trying to clear his mind, he leaned forward against the rail, staring into the sun.
 
Nat layed her head on his shoulder and yawned. "Wow, I'm tired," she whispered.

The sun's rays dazzled her, and she found herself blinking rapidly to clear the spots from her vision.
 
Turning around and smiling brightly, Damian said "I'll gladly show you to your room, Lady Nat."
 
Nat smiled back. "Thank you, Lord Damian," she said quietly, allowing him to lead her to her room.
 
Damian took a slightly different route, going into the palace proper again and town the Central staircase to the nearly deserted first floor. A few of the guests were up for breakfast, but little else. Leading Nat into one of the massive side halls containing the guest rooms, Damian rapidly located an empty one. He unlocked the door, bowed, and said "If you need me, I'll be in my room on the fourth floor. This pass will get you past security." Straighteening, he offered a small card with a magnetic stripe and the seal of the Minister of Internal Affairs on it.
 
Nat smiled and kissed Damian's cheek softly. Blushing, Nat retreated into her room, leaving the door open to see his reaction, her hand on the knob.

She fiddled with the card she had been handed, awaiting a reaction.
 
Damian turned a shade of crimson that would have done any Gryffindor banner proud. Rubbing his cheek a bit, he bowed again, this time quite lower than respectability required, closed the door, and walked off.
 
(crying boy? it was one tear. but anyway, this post is brought to you by dear officer keepitclean)
officer keepitclean stood in the shadow of a large statue in the courtyard just outside the ballroom. there was a dark heap at his feet. he heard the ballroom doors creak open and turned his head in that direction.
"what are you doing here you little punk?"
BANG! a gunshot rang out in the early morning darnkess.
"how you like me now!" he kicked at the dark shape on the ground. it rolled into the moonlight and Jasper could see that it was...
"that idiot ryan had it coming to him... stupid kid got teardrops on my car... i should have prolonged the pain maybe? do you think?"
officer keepitclean took off his sunglasses and looked over at jasper again.
"do ya? huh? do ya do ya?!" the two stared at eachother, jasper seemed to be petrified.
"not gonna talk huh?" officer keepitclean smiled as he stroked his handlebar mustache.
"we'll see about your disrespect issue..." the cop flipped his sunglasses back onto his face and reached for his handgun.
"now get outta here. i'll give you until the count of three... 1... 2... what the?"
something hit officer keepitclean in the back of the head.
"die you robot scum!" yelled the real officerkeepitclean. "it's morphin' time!"
the real officer keepitclean transformed into the original blue power ranger in a cloud of blue smoke.
*ripppppppppp...* a large tear (not as in cry, but as in rip) came forth on officer keepitclean's enourmous belly due to the constricting suit, "oops... how embarassing... AS SOON AS I'M DONE WITH YOU I'M GOING ATKINS YOU ROBOT FELON!"
*backflip* *frontflip* *another backflip* *diving kick attack* *massive punch* *atomic wedgee*
"that'll teach you to kill sad kids!" officer keep it clean said to the sparking pile of wires and scrap metal.
"now, get out of here, jasper i need to go see if ryan'll make it."
 
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