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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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@krystxlr
{ + 2 }
"Dude, I would so kick your ass if I didn’t need your help. Could you just pretend to be my boyfriend for five seconds?”
Ivo's eyes widened. "W-what? I mean, five seconds that's not long."
"Why exactly do I have to be your boyfriend?"
+ krystxlr
"I’m sorry, but what are you talking about?"
Krissy frowned at the woman in front of her. She hadn't realised she's been rambling for the past three minutes. "I'll repeat it then. My brother and friend sent me here to train my mutant ability now are you going to help me or not? I have no idea where anything is."
{ + 3 }
[ She regarded him with a held breath, lips pursed before answering; ]
“——Excuse me, but from experience, I’ve come to learn that an open door rarely is a sign of anything good.” She raised a brow, hands on hips, “And for what it’s worth, empty threats of violence have very little effect when delivered in situations such as this. I never meant to offend you or intrude upon anything, just merely looking out for a neighbour. Won’t happen again.”
Sam raised both eyebrows at her response. "What experience?" He asked curiously, folding his arms across his chest. A light chuckle escaped his lips. "I wasn't threatening you, I was warning you. Krissy can be a little..." He struggled to find the word to describe his sister. Wild? Unpredictable? Paranoid? Sam's face softened as he listened on. "Well, I guess you're not a homicidal maniac then. I'm just being as cautious as you are. Wouldn't you respond the same way?"
{ + 1 }
Isabella’s eyes widened, feeling someone crash into her and the ground hit her back. If she had any breath in her lungs it was knocked out of her. Luckily, her defenses were slow on the uptake, so by the time he got up the only difference in her face was her irises, which were ringed red. “What the hell was that about?”
Sam turned, as if just realising that he might've giving someone mild concussion, and ran over to the woman he knocked over. "Oh my god...I'm so sorry! Here," He took her hands and pulled her up. "Sorry, again. I was just - erm - trying to fix something and I put the wrong wire in and it explodes and ugh..." He was mumbling fast, more to himself than to the person in front of him. "I should've put the red wire into the green input not the other. Way. Around." Taking a frustrated sigh he looked at the woman again, suddenly realising the scarlet ring in her iris. He ignored it, forcing himself to look away. "Do you - erm - want any food? Water? I feel bad for knocking you over."
{ + 1 }
trippeduplittledove
"Move!" Sam yelled, tackling the other person to the ground. Something behind them exploded, showering them with dust and bits of shrapnel. A large, sharp piece of metal landed inches from his face, but he just stood up and groaned, throwing his hands up in the air. "Awh what?! I spent ages on that!"
{ + 2 }
grandxur mercxnary
"Hey! Hey you!"
"Yeah, hi. I'm lost. Could you tell me where I am?"
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achroix hecalledmechamp
"Do you have a screwdriver on you?"
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forgettxblex theheroturnedvillain
"That doesn't look very healthy..."
{ + 2 }
ladyxliberty blvjae
"Is this your baby?"
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violet-stone-rp sleuthysarcasm
"Hmm? Sorry I wasn't listening. Could you repeat that?"
{ + 3 }
"Your door was left open so I was gonna close it but decided to look around. You`ve got a nice place."
"I - erm - thanks?" Sam stammered, slightly taken aback by the girl's forwardness. "Look, you can't exactly just walk into an apartment without permission."
"What am I doing? —
— I’m not doing anything. What are you doing?”
Ivo narrowed his eyes at her. "Yes. I saw something at the corner of my eye so I looked and there you were. What were you doing?" "What am I doing? I'm trying to see what you were doing."
{ + 3 }
“—It was … open?”
Sam gave an exasperated sigh. "And you thought it was acceptable to just...walk in here? You should be glad I'm not my sister, she probably would've sliced your head off by now."
{ + 2 }
Giving the man a smile, Jo shrugged. “As long as you’re certain, okay? This isn’t the first time I’ve ran into someone. I tend to not pay attention a lot. Too busy with my head in the clouds and whatnot, you know what I mean?”
"Someone like you? What’s that supposed to mean?" she asked, curious. "But really, it’s alright. I’m Jo, by the way."
Smiling in return, his head tilted as he listened to her speak. "I'm absolutely certain," Sam replied, before taking her hand gently and pushing the notes into her palm. "There. Can't take them back now." He grinned, removing his hands and holding them up in surrender position. "Head in the clouds, eh? How is it up there? Bet it's more interesting than down here."
"Oh, nothing don't worry," He said, sighing slightly. "What I meant is that I'm not a person worth wasting their coffee on." Flashing her another smile, he held out his hand for her to shake. "Rogers. Samuel Rogers - or Sam, or Sammy, which ever you prefer. Although if you call me Samuel I'll start getting scared because that's what my mum calls me when I'm in trouble."
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”It’s not a problem, don’t worry.”
Efah was mostly just annoyed at herself for not paying attention to where she’d been going. She gathered the broken disposable camera. She only had it because she hadn’t had time to bring anything better.
”Easily replaceable.”
Sam chewed his bottom lip anxiously. "You sure? I have money." He took out his wallet and opened it. "How much?"
"Good thing it's not one of those cannon cameras, eh?"
{ + 2 }
"Oh, uh, no, it’s okay, I wasn’t watching where I was going, I should be the one apologizing."
"Don’t worry, it was only a couple dollars. Plus, I already had a cup of coffee today. I didn’t really need another one. Are you alright, though?"
"Oh don't say that," Sam said, his face twinging with guilt. His accent was still heavily Irish, despite him living in New York for six years. "Let's split the blame, alright? For my sake."
"I have a couple of dollars if you want it. You can't waste a good coffee. Especially on someone like me. Surely you must've bought it for a good reason."
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youreapxnk bxnumetmalum
"Gimme that."
