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Post by Aaron Ashter on Jul 30, 2007 13:44:17 GMT -5
Laughing at her extraordinarily vain reason, Aaron could easily tell from her tone of voice that it was a) either meant to mock him in a niceish way or b) meant to mock the world in general. Somehow B made more sense.
What a cruel little lass you are, leaving all those boys heartbroken.
Aaron's tone too was that of a joker, and any doubts that one might have about his intentions would be dispelled if they looked at his eyes - they were slightly crinkled at the edges with amusement. Aaron was rather enjoying the company he was now with, having been a long time since he could exercise his wit with someone of equal talent.
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Post by Nikki Ridley on Jul 30, 2007 15:39:05 GMT -5
Nikki shrugged carelessly.
"Their fault." She said, "What made them think I wanted to be asked in the first place?"
She just couldn't help but think she was having fun.
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Post by Aaron Ashter on Jul 31, 2007 0:52:40 GMT -5
Maybe they were just drawn here... and proceeded to blurt out their intentions at first opportunity, never knowing you had other plans.
Aaron's tone had not changed, nor had his rugged little grin. Ya know, I really do need to get a date. Got the tux/dress robes, but still... hm. Could probably just walk right into the girls toilets and encounter a gaggle. The commotion in that mysterious place had not been lost on Aaron - he did have to walk by it when make the break for freedom [aka the outdoors]. Now adopting a flustered look, as if life had not exactly been the kindest, Aaron proceeded with his next statement, hoping to maybe even learn something of value while not appearing too concerned. Tricky.
You're a girl, Nikki. How do girls like to be asked to a ball? Serenaded by their dormitory window? Bowled over in the halls? Or perhaps lavished with expensive gifts?
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Post by Nikki Ridley on Jul 31, 2007 5:37:57 GMT -5
She smirked.
"It depends on the girls. I prefer the latest option. Expensive gifts...nice."
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Post by Aaron Ashter on Jul 31, 2007 6:32:31 GMT -5
Nodding and stroking his chin, the Ravenclaw acted as though her answer had been wise, and must be contemplated. Then he gave a friendly scowl - Nikki probably knew that her answer was about as informative as a gnome's behind. Lotta help that was. Moving along swiftly...
Now I know that this is one of the most cliché questions ever, but I gotta ask. What are you into - ya know, books, movies, hobbies? Shopping?
Aaron hated all things cliché, but despite that he knew that sometimes the most overused lines could provide interesting knowledge. Hm. Thats it. Thats why he was in Ravenclaw... always wanting to learn new things. But now was definitely not the time [nor the place] to be talking about boring old school stuff. There was another world out there too.
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Post by Nikki Ridley on Jul 31, 2007 13:28:55 GMT -5
Nikki was starting to get a bit bored. Yes, the question was cliche. So she just spoke flatly;
"Shopping, boys, books, music and such."
Then she looked at her watch.
"Oh, look at the time...I gotta run. See ya...at the ball, I guess!"
And she walked away.
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Post by Aaron Ashter on Jul 31, 2007 13:38:55 GMT -5
Aaron honestly couldn't say that he had been expecting that one. A quick answer and even quicker departure. Hm. Nikki was long gone by the time he opened his mouth, so in effect Aaron really was just talking to himself.
And that answer itself was cliché. Bye bye.
Easing up off his feet, Aaron stuck his thumbs in his jean pockets and he too walked off, though not in the same direction. No, Aaron decided he would go to the Three Broomsticks and woo away his troubles with a good cup of butterbeer.
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