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Post by Markise Sterling on Nov 2, 2008 16:49:26 GMT -5
Markise's lips curved into a broad smile at that, and he couldn't entirely repress a chuckle. It was great seeing Ariel get his just desserts, since Markise himself couldn't seem to do it. The best he'd been able to come up with was refusing to hunt Ariel down later and try to seduce him again. But he wasn't going to have a repeat of Kwami, so he let himself focus on the light victory of secondhand revenge. "Kiss her!" he called, his words echoed by a few others in the crowd, as well as a few less chaste suggestions.
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Post by Ariel Logan Callahan on Nov 2, 2008 17:04:07 GMT -5
Ariel narrowed his eyes and looked over at Markise, he really didn't want to kiss another girl. But he sighed and looked down at her, he didn't even know her name yet. Then he shrugged and stepped forward anyway to look down at her as he moved an arm around her waist. He raised an eyebrow, "Give them what they want?"
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Post by Olivia Bizegar on Nov 2, 2008 17:09:04 GMT -5
The catcalls amused Olivia and she couldn't have planned it better herself. Tossing her hair back, she looked up at him, a grin spreading across her face as she placed her hand on his chest. "Go for it Tiger." She said, her eyes flashing excitingly.. "Give them exactly what they want."
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Post by Markise Sterling on Nov 2, 2008 17:12:37 GMT -5
Markise rolled his eyes again. He didn't really feel like watching this, but he supposed it was too late to back off now. Besides, he wanted to see the look on Ariel's face when it was over. Markise put two fingers against his lips and wolf-whistled loudly. He had the thought to shout one of those spicier suggestions, but couldn't bring himself to do it, even if he knew how disturbing Ariel would find the image of groping the girl's personal areas.
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Post by Ariel Logan Callahan on Nov 2, 2008 17:21:13 GMT -5
Ariel resisted one last look up at Markise and then pulled her closer to bring their lips together. Past the fact that it was a girl, he had no problems kissing, he had never had much in the way of problems with it, it was when things got more physical that he had had a hard time. So he thought he could at least do enough to get her off his back.
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Post by Olivia Bizegar on Nov 2, 2008 17:27:41 GMT -5
As their lips pressed against each other, Olivia had no fireworks go off inside her, nor no feeling of faintness, yet the kiss was pleasant all the same. However, the whistling coming from the crowd around her excited her more, urging her to push further and deepen the kiss. Give them what they want, wasn't that what they agreed on? Eager to see how far this guy would be to prove his manliness, Olivia wrapped her fingers in his long hair, closing the distance between their bodiesx
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Post by Markise Sterling on Nov 2, 2008 17:33:38 GMT -5
Yes, Markise was watching, from that same morbid curiosity that had started all this. He stood there with his nose slightly wrinkled in distaste for a moment, and then the girl had moved, her fingers sliding into Ariel's thick mane of hair. A stabbing of jealousy went through Markise at that, and his jaw tightened as he looked away. If he could just get Ariel to think about him... Markise looked back at them and gathered himself up. "Take her in the broom closet!" he shouted spitefully. "It's right behind you!" His lips twisted into a smile.
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Post by Ariel Logan Callahan on Nov 2, 2008 17:41:10 GMT -5
Ariel wrinkled his nose at that idea, really not wanting to do that. He would rather go and take the jump than do that. So he ignored Markise's suggestion and moved his other arm to join the one already around the girl's waist. He wondered how long she would encourage the kiss, he couldn't help but think that he really did need to get to his next class.
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Post by Olivia Bizegar on Nov 2, 2008 17:45:58 GMT -5
Olivia pulled away from the kiss and grinned up at the guy, who's name was still unknown to her. With her hands on his chest, she gently pushed him away from her, ignoring the hooting and laughing from the crowd around them. "I accept your apology." She said, as she backed away from him, a look of smugness spreading across her face. "Now run along before you miss whatever it was you were in a great rush to get to."
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Post by Markise Sterling on Nov 2, 2008 17:51:09 GMT -5
Markise was almost sorry to see Ariel let off the hook so easily, even if the girl had gotten in yet another point on the argument. Markise sighed heavily and shifted on his feet, then backed further into the crowd, hoping he could slip away before Ariel did. He didn't think Ariel would go after him, but on the off chance that he did, Markise would prefer to have a head start.
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Post by Ariel Logan Callahan on Nov 2, 2008 17:59:37 GMT -5
Ariel rolled his eyes and turned to head off to his class. He almost wanted to hunt down Markise, but he really did need to go to that class, he didn't want his grades to drop more than he wanted to go after Markise. So he pushed his way out of the crowd, wondering how he could find Markise later.
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Post by Olivia Bizegar on Nov 2, 2008 18:05:17 GMT -5
Olivia laughed to herself as she watched him walk away, before she looked around her. The crowd was still watching, hoping possibly that she chased after him or he returned, however there was one who backed away, trying to hide himself or was it a her in the melee. He/She was a pretty thing, blonde hair that helped him stand out from the crowd. Pulling her cloak around her, she made her way over to him, intrigued and fascinated.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Nov 2, 2008 18:08:58 GMT -5
Markise hadn't turned tail and run, only backed off, and so he was fully aware when the girl's attention shifted to him. Markise's eyes widened slightly as the crowd parted to let her through. Traitors, he thought. But maybe he was wrong. Maybe she wasn't looking directly at him, but over his shoulder. Markise took a chance and glanced over his shoulder, but made no move to escape.
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Post by Olivia Bizegar on Nov 2, 2008 18:12:48 GMT -5
Rolling her eyes, Olivia noticed the person look over their shoulder. Some people could be rather dense, she thought to herself as she carried on walking until she was near enough to talk.
"Hi, I'm Olivia. And you are?" She asked, holding out her hand for them to take. She didn't recognise them and anyone that was good in looks would have been noticed before now. Olivia didn't like to admit to anyone that she thought she was one of the best looking girls in the school, but she would admit, albeit to herself, that she kept an eye on any competition that may arise.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Nov 2, 2008 18:25:29 GMT -5
"Markise," he answered, eying the girl warily even as he took her slender hand with one of his larger ones. He was more baffled at her picking him out of the crowd than anything, and wondered why she had. Was it because he was the only boy in the school wearing Mascara? He'd noticed a complete lack of metrosexuals around; every guy here seemed determined to blend in except him and Dare. "Uh...nice to meet you," Markise managed, even if the honor was quite a bit more dubious than that.
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