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Post by Katie James on Aug 1, 2013 22:26:44 GMT -6
Katie turns to David as he's leaving and says, "well, so far so good here. The sponsors like me for reasons I'm not totally sure of, but I'll take it."
She then turns to William when he admits to cooking the food, "holy shit you made this? This is awesome! Remind me to kill you last so I can possibly eat food like this for longer haha." It was meant as a joke, but she knew that type of humor wasn't for everyone. Frankly though she didn't care because it was also sort of true, and anyone who wasn't ready to face the fact probably wouldn't last long in the games to come.
"So was you and your family fishermen before coming here?"
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Post by Quinn Watson on Aug 1, 2013 22:29:45 GMT -6
Quinn laughs at William's joke.
"That's nice of you to share it with us. Though, I think it's flavor might be wasted on me. I've never been a huge food fanatic." Quinn shrugs and then turns to Natalya and gives a short laugh.
"Yeah, totally...Uhh...I liked your dress at the parade." He gives a half smile.
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Post by Natalya Aeglaeca on Aug 2, 2013 20:49:30 GMT -6
Natalya catches herself smiling for the first time during the games, "Thanks Quinn, I put a lot of thought into it, but I think I was out-shined...literally. Your outfit was very clever. I was impressed. The silver paint was a nice touch."
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Post by Quinn Watson on Aug 2, 2013 22:13:41 GMT -6
Quinn's face is overtaken by a combination of shock and joy. But, then he realizes that Natalya was talking to him and his eyes dart around, almost literally trying to find words. He then turns his head away from her.
"Ahhh, it wasn't a big deal. Just simple science." He sheepishly glances at her with smiling eyes.
"So, uhh...have you explored the common areas much?"
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Post by Natalya Aeglaeca on Aug 2, 2013 22:26:59 GMT -6
"I have not. I am not the most people friendly person...so my interactions have been on the limited side. How are you finding the accommodations?"
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Post by Quinn Watson on Aug 2, 2013 22:31:56 GMT -6
Quinn laughs.
"Tell me about it! Do you wanna maybe...take a walk around together?" He flashes a small smile.
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Post by William Mandela on Aug 2, 2013 22:36:59 GMT -6
"And here I was just about to tell you two to get a room, haha!"
He leans towards natalya and whispers so only she can hear him, "don't trust her, or any of them."
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Post by Quinn Watson on Aug 2, 2013 22:47:19 GMT -6
Quinn shifts around in his chair.
"You know, I should probably go back upstairs and uhh...plan...some things." He jumps up and dashes out of the room.
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Post by Katie James on Aug 2, 2013 22:49:27 GMT -6
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Post by Quinn Watson on Aug 2, 2013 23:38:48 GMT -6
(OOC: Hahahha I think I'm having very poor wording decisions today)
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Post by William Mandela on Aug 2, 2013 23:40:05 GMT -6
(OOC: Or awesome wording decisions... it's all POV  ) |
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Post by Quinn Watson on Aug 2, 2013 23:44:14 GMT -6
(OOC: Thanks buddy  |
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Post by Millie Cartwright on Aug 2, 2013 23:49:02 GMT -6
"uhhgghh," Millie let out what was probably not the nicest sounding sighs as she plopped down at the table. There were people here. A decent amount of people actually. Millie had been talking to people and looking for people and going being tugged into rooms by strange boys all day. She was definitely hungry. The most she had eaten that day was a cupcake and a muffin with specks of roof on it.
But it wasn't polite to ignore people and she didn't really want to show weakness so she steadied herself and worked up smile. There was no point in smiling if it wasn't genuine so she thought back on some of the better parts of the day.
Millie turned to the other people eating and said a simple, "Hi! How are you guys doing tonight?" Some of them she knew and some she didn't but hey its always fun talking with friends.
And even more fun making new ones.
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Post by Natalya Aeglaeca on Aug 3, 2013 0:05:22 GMT -6
Natalya looks at William, "Thanks. I will keep that in mind." She then picks up her plate deposits it in the trash and heads for the door.
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