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Post by eveangeline7 on May 3, 2009 0:05:49 GMT -5
"Good. I'm glad you get off on causing my pain. Hell, your probably even a psadomasochist. But you know what really drives me crazy? The fact that you don't give a fuck about anything besides your dope and your cigarettes. Honestly, if you think I buy your 'I'm a badass' act, you dead wrong. I know all that dope and all that sarcasm is just one hugeass defense mechanism, and if that makes you feel better, have a fuckin go at me. Just don't take me as a fuckin idiot." he said, his eyes searing into hers.
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Post by Koops on May 3, 2009 0:18:23 GMT -5
"You think that I like it when you hurt my feelings, humiliate me, or make me feel stupid?! You really think i'm fucking like that?!" Faye snapped at him in question, turning her head away from him and making sure that her extremely long bangs were hiding her eyes still, they were. "Smoking pot is something I enjoy, I don't smoke cigarettes. I'm sarcastic because you are sarcastic. And there's nothing wrong with defending myself, especially when i'm defending myself against your seemingly unending onslaught of offensive comments on my person!" She responded harshly, her tone stayed quiet, even though she wanted to scream at him.
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 3, 2009 0:32:44 GMT -5
"Look, lets get something strait." he said, suddenly launching himself across the taxi cab so that his face was only a few inches from hers. "I don't think your stupid, If you were I wouldn't expect you to be able to hand the insults I throw at you. Nor do I think your disgusting- maybea bit too enticing even for your own good. So how' bout you cut all this stupid bull shit out, because the last time I checked you were better than all this, or am I wrong?" he asked, challenging her.
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Post by Koops on May 3, 2009 0:41:04 GMT -5
She pressed herself against the door of the taxi and stared at him with wide eyes from behind her shield-like bangs. "I'll cut it out if you cut it out." Faye muttered weakly, turning her face away so that he wasn't looking directly at her, for some reason she felt extremely excited about how close they were to one another, and it was really freaking her out. She was also highly embarassed from Kreon calling her 'enticing', all of the embarassment really overtook all of her anger.
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 3, 2009 1:01:45 GMT -5
Tilting his head to the side, he stared at her curiously as he witnessed this new and foreign reaction from Faye. Was she intimidated by the intimacy of being so close to him? He wasn't sure, but he knew he liked the feeling. After pausing for a moment for no other reason than to just spend a few extra seconds this close to her, he responded, "Fine," before reluctantly returning to his side of the taxi.
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Post by Koops on May 3, 2009 1:14:49 GMT -5
She was glad when he finally moved away again, giving her some space to breathing, she let a slow breath, licking her lips and looking out of the window again. Faye kept herself quiet now, staying closely to the taxi door and waiting impatiently to leave, she hated how vulnerable she had just looked in front of Kreon. The woman felt like an idiot, argueing in a taxi with her co-worker so heatedly and then right when he got close to her she became a passive little bitch. She sighed to herself, pinching to bridge of her nose and closing her eyes.
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 3, 2009 1:35:20 GMT -5
Finally, the taxi pulled up in front of a fancy resteraunt, all of the people entering it dressed in fancy dresses and tuxes. "I guess were a little underdressed." Kreon joked, trying to lighten the mood as he got out of the taxi and paid the cab driver. Taking the lead, he made his way to the enterance of the resteraunt and soon the two were seated in a private booth near the back of the resteraunt. Looking at the menu placed in fron of him, Kreon glanced up at Faye and attempted to make small talk. "What're you hungry for?" he asked, feeling the candelight and sauve music in the atmosphere wasn't really helping his predicament.
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Post by Koops on May 3, 2009 1:48:34 GMT -5
Her eyes stayed on the menu, her hands folded in her lap. "Mm... I feel like a greek salad, how about you?" Faye asked back, trying to be polite, she wasn't used to this sort of civilized conversation between the both of them. SHe let out a shallow breath, biting her bottom lip gently, she tried to relax the best she could, but it was hard.
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 3, 2009 2:24:48 GMT -5
"Steak." he replied, taking note of her tense body language. "Is there something wrong?" he asked, his posture and tone now totally calm and collected as if nothing out of the ordinary had taken place back in the taxi.
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Post by Koops on May 3, 2009 2:29:09 GMT -5
"Y---No, no... Nothing's wrong. Everythings fine." Faye replied and took in a deep breath and then slowly exhaled, she thought about a few things that would relax her and then calm down, leaned back into her seat in the booth and relaxing her arms a legs more. "This place is fancy..." She commented lightly, she rarely came to places such as this, it unnerved her to be around so many rich and much more proper people, it reminded her of her mother and father. "Next time we eat dinner at a resturant we should go to a more casual place."
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 3, 2009 2:42:14 GMT -5
"Why?" he asked, intrigued by how uncomfortable she seemed to be in this upscale resteraunt. "What is it about this place that makes you feel incomfortable?" he asked, his questions direct and to-the-point as ever.
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Post by Koops on May 3, 2009 2:46:48 GMT -5
Faye's nervousness came back and she sunk down lower in her seat, looking away from him. "Well, I... It's just that... All of the high class, proper people here remind me of my parents... No big deal or anything. So... You think the foods good here?" She asked quickly, trying very hard to change the subject to something else.
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 3, 2009 3:18:02 GMT -5
"Never eaten here before, so I wouldn't be able to tell you." he said, his eyes studying her body language. "You don't consider yourself upper class?" he asked, wondering exactly how she viewed herself.
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Post by Koops on May 3, 2009 3:21:57 GMT -5
"Well, not many upper class proper people smoke weed, swear like a sailor, and get into rather harsh arguements with people in front of other people..." Faye reminded him quietly, she let out a soft sigh. "I don't want to be upper class anyways, i'm good with middle class, no one expects much of you."
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Post by eveangeline7 on May 3, 2009 12:00:38 GMT -5
"For one, upper class people do engage in such behaviors, just not in public. And for two, I don't think belonging to the middle class instead of the upper class gives you an excuse to just bullshit your way through life, drowning out whatever problems you may have with weed and alcohol. I think the real problem is that you don't expect much from yourself, not everyone else." Kreon said as he took a sip of the red wine that had just been placed in fron of them.
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