Post by SHADE SMASH on Feb 13, 2011 22:08:27 GMT -5
'20 beri? Ride for free?' Ignoring the complete contradiction of making someone pay then going on to calling the damn thing free, she pondered what exactly she had missed in her sleeping state. Even with her becoming increasingly more aware with each passing second, she couldn't think herself to have slept long with how heavy her eyes were and how groggy of a pace her mind worked at. Almost like they were ripped awake completely against there better judgment. Well, whatever they thought, she certainly wasn't going to give in to sleep again. This was not the time for such activities, she needed to pay great attention if she was going to make up for lost time, again.
The thought didn't exactly sit well with her and diminished any last traces of appetite she might have had left as she lightly crossed her arms over it. Icey? Vanila? What odd and peculiar names for someone to be called, yet seemingly formidable ones for him with his vast amount of ice cream! She even considered if people mistook him to be a passing ice cream vendor on islands. She never had a taste for the frozen treat but she was sure that if she did, she might have tried to take a chunk out of him to see if he himself tasted of the treat.
"My name is Bella." She would reply as she internally berated herself over such a thought rising in her mind with a look of distaste and anger flashing breifly across her features. Nowhere was she near to the creep who would consider such a thing. When she at last looked up, she came face to face with a flower. It honestly looked pretty well done and so intricate that if it wasn't all in pepto bismal pink, she may have thought the small thing to be real! She took the item in her hand but the instant it left his cold fingers, it melted. The flower withered in her hand and before the pink haired girl had time to react, it was just a pool of pink cream in her hands and on her... her skirt!
She looked horrified down at her black skirt as she jumped up, making the canoe rock uneasily forcing her to widen her stance just to keep balance, but her fear over the slow degradation of her clothing was far worse than the fear of this canoe tipping over... Wait, maybe that shan't be said because her boots would surely result badly from such a thing happening. Growling in frustration, she kneeled down quickly to scrub her hands in the water, doing everything in her best efforts to ignore the two baffoons who were surely on the verge of a fight by the sounds of their tones.
"You two shut up! Im on the verge of losing my clothes to ice cream!" She seethed glaring dangerously at Ice, "And all you can care about is a damn cut! Its just a booboo get over it! Stuff actually heals quicker in your mouth!" She yelled out at Jack giving him a glare. "Now you better get us on that boat and I swear take us wherever he asked you to or else you might find yourself in the blue! You too mister, behave or get kicked out as well!" Finishing with a hmph, she didn't even wait to see if Ice would abide by what she said as she quickly bunched up her skirt and pool some water in her hand in one last futile attempt to save the poor fabric.
as she did her best to wipe it of with the back of her hand. Even though it was black and the gobs of it could mostly be unseen, she couldn't risk her clothing to be ruined over THIS guy! With a look of anger, she
The thought didn't exactly sit well with her and diminished any last traces of appetite she might have had left as she lightly crossed her arms over it. Icey? Vanila? What odd and peculiar names for someone to be called, yet seemingly formidable ones for him with his vast amount of ice cream! She even considered if people mistook him to be a passing ice cream vendor on islands. She never had a taste for the frozen treat but she was sure that if she did, she might have tried to take a chunk out of him to see if he himself tasted of the treat.
"My name is Bella." She would reply as she internally berated herself over such a thought rising in her mind with a look of distaste and anger flashing breifly across her features. Nowhere was she near to the creep who would consider such a thing. When she at last looked up, she came face to face with a flower. It honestly looked pretty well done and so intricate that if it wasn't all in pepto bismal pink, she may have thought the small thing to be real! She took the item in her hand but the instant it left his cold fingers, it melted. The flower withered in her hand and before the pink haired girl had time to react, it was just a pool of pink cream in her hands and on her... her skirt!
She looked horrified down at her black skirt as she jumped up, making the canoe rock uneasily forcing her to widen her stance just to keep balance, but her fear over the slow degradation of her clothing was far worse than the fear of this canoe tipping over... Wait, maybe that shan't be said because her boots would surely result badly from such a thing happening. Growling in frustration, she kneeled down quickly to scrub her hands in the water, doing everything in her best efforts to ignore the two baffoons who were surely on the verge of a fight by the sounds of their tones.
"You two shut up! Im on the verge of losing my clothes to ice cream!" She seethed glaring dangerously at Ice, "And all you can care about is a damn cut! Its just a booboo get over it! Stuff actually heals quicker in your mouth!" She yelled out at Jack giving him a glare. "Now you better get us on that boat and I swear take us wherever he asked you to or else you might find yourself in the blue! You too mister, behave or get kicked out as well!" Finishing with a hmph, she didn't even wait to see if Ice would abide by what she said as she quickly bunched up her skirt and pool some water in her hand in one last futile attempt to save the poor fabric.
as she did her best to wipe it of with the back of her hand. Even though it was black and the gobs of it could mostly be unseen, she couldn't risk her clothing to be ruined over THIS guy! With a look of anger, she