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Post by Loki Love ♥ on Apr 14, 2007 23:58:18 GMT -5
Loki paced slowly back and forth, he tried to think of another number he could randomly text. That was always fun, he thought with a wry grin. Loki hummed to keep himself from singing as he typed in a number and texted it, holding his cell out in front of him with one hand, the other in the pocket of his slim faded jeans.
His cell made a little 'beep' as he pressed send, flipping his hair out of his face in slight frustration. He wondered if it would work, it was just some random number after all....
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Post by Jacquie Seleste on Apr 15, 2007 0:00:07 GMT -5
A young girl blinked as she entered the room. Her cell phone buzzed in her pocket. Jacquie made a funny face, pulling out her cell phone. The caller ID read 'unknown caller' How odd.. She thought to herself. Jacquie shrugged and flipped open her phone. "Hello?" She made a funny face as she waited for a response on the other end.[/color]
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Post by Loki Love ♥ on Apr 15, 2007 0:06:44 GMT -5
Loki heard her and looked at his cell. Oops. Heheh... He flipped his cell shut, turning it off, and slid it into his pocket casually, glancing over at her awkwardly. He bit at his nails slightly and paced still, unsure if he should strike up a conversation or not....
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Post by Jacquie Seleste on Apr 15, 2007 0:09:25 GMT -5
Jacquie glanced up at Loki. She wondered to herself why he was so nervous. Hm... She'd find out. Jacquie smiled and approached him. "Hi, I'm Jacquie. I've never seen you around here before."[/color]
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Post by Loki Love ♥ on Apr 15, 2007 0:18:40 GMT -5
Loki stopped and looked over. He smiled back and waved a bit with the hand he had been fidgeting with. "Hey... I'm, um, Loki." He winced slightly at his heavy Norse accent but kept talking. "I'm, um... sorta new, I guess?" He had been there a little while, but was too shy to ever go out and meet people. School was his main focus really, its all his parents cared about so he really had no choice.
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Post by Jacquie Seleste on Apr 15, 2007 0:21:42 GMT -5
"Oh, I see." Jacquie couldn't help but grin when she heard his accent. "Hva del av Norge er du fra?" What part of Norway are you from? With the accent, she knew he had to be able to speak the language. She was a little excited that she found someone else from Norway.[/color]
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Post by Loki Love ♥ on Apr 15, 2007 0:33:18 GMT -5
Loki blinked, confused. "JEG kom fra Vardo , Norge." I came from Vardo, Norway. He replied slowly, cautiously. He frowned slightly. "Hva om du? Det er en Norse aksent, nei?" What about you? That is a Norse accent, no? He was more curious now, relaxed enough to actually engage in the conversation. He was slightly glad he could have made a potential friend... One that could speak his language.
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Post by Jacquie Seleste on Apr 15, 2007 0:40:24 GMT -5
"Å Vardo. Slik en henrivende by." Ah, Vardo. Such a lovely city. Jacquie grins. "Jeg var født inne Oslo. JEG flyttet her over et par år for." I was born in Oslo. I moved here a few years ago. Jacquie put her hands in her pockets. This kid was pretty damn awesome so far. It was more comfortable for her to not have to hide her accent and be able to speak in her 'native language'. Sometimes she just felt so out of place using English.[/color]
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Post by Loki Love ♥ on Apr 15, 2007 0:47:45 GMT -5
Loki nods. "JEG aldri reise mange , ville ha likt å gå der skjønt. JEG flyttet her over forrige år..." I never traveled much, would have liked to go there though. I moved here last year... He paused, not feeling the need to say why he went on. "Var den kjekt der, opp på Oslo? JEG fikk slekt der." Was it nice there, in Oslo? I had family there. He was getting more and more excited. He finally found someone to talk to, someone who he didn't have to strain to remember English....
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Post by Jacquie Seleste on Apr 15, 2007 0:50:37 GMT -5
Jacquie nodded, listening to Loki speak. She smiled, excited again. She nodded happily. "Ja , den var meget hyggelig. JEG elsket den der." Yes, it was nice there. I loved it. Jacquie could remember everyday there. It was just so much fun. The weather was beautiful and there was always something to do around town. "JEG virkelig frk. den." I really miss it.[/color]
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Post by Loki Love ♥ on Apr 15, 2007 0:57:16 GMT -5
Loki nodded and laughed a bit. "Kanskje JEG kanne dømt meg foreldre til leie meg besøk neste sjanse JEG bli." Maybe I can convice my parents to let me visit next chance I get. He smiled a tad, knowing how she felt. "JEG frk. Norge også. JEG er fremdeles vred med meg foreldre for gjør meg bevege her over.'' I miss Norway too. I am still angry with my parents for making me move here. He sighed slightly before smiling again, determined to stay happy. "Så som du vet folket her omkring?'' So you know people around here? He asked almost anxiously.
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Post by Jacquie Seleste on Apr 15, 2007 1:00:17 GMT -5
Jacquie grins. "JEG overveie du ville like den." I think you'd like it. Jacquie didn't really know the boy all too well, but who couldn't love Oslo? Except, for ya know, Oslo haters. But there weren't many of those. "JEG knapp erindre hvorfor meg slekt og JEG flyttet." I barely remember why my family and I moved. She really couldn't. If she thought hard enough, she probably could. But right now, she was too focused on making a new friend. "JEG ha noen venner" I have a few friends.
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Post by Loki Love ♥ on Apr 15, 2007 1:12:03 GMT -5
"Ah, Den lyder lik moro." It sounds like fun. He grinned a bit and nodded. "JEG oppfatte , dvs hvor meg venn var. Hans foreldre flyttet seg for lenge siden.'' I understand, thats how my friend was. His parents moved him a long time ago. He paused before continuing. "Er de din typisk Amerikanerne? Eller gjøre de egentlig vite hvor å ha moro?" Are they your typical Americans? Or do they know how to have fun? He couldn't help but grin at this, his parents had American friends, they were so boring.
His gaze was distracted by her hair. It was pretty and he resisted the urge to touch it. Damn him and his random quirks. He had always loved hair....
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Post by Jacquie Seleste on Apr 15, 2007 1:17:36 GMT -5
"den virkelig er en masse moro." It really is a lot of fun. Jacquie plopped down on the floor. She'd probably sit there for the remainder of the conversation. She was completely comfortable with the conversation now. Jacquie laughed at Loki's question. "Oh , bortsett fra naturligvis." Oh but of course! Jacquie's friends were the best. She loved them to death. Even the ones she only met a few days ago, like Calypso. Calypso was pretty damn cool.
Jacquie ran her hand through her hair. She did all the coloring and striping by herself. She remembered getting a comment on her myspace about how she was copying Kiki Kannibal. She just scoffed and had went about her day.[/color]
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Post by Loki Love ♥ on Apr 15, 2007 1:27:40 GMT -5
Loki sat down across from her and nodded enthusiastically. "Avkjøle , avkjøle." Cool, coolHe paused awkwardly before biting his lip a bit. "Uh... Keitet spørsmål... som ikke kanne JEG berøring din håret?"Awkward question, but can I touch your hair? He paused. "Den akkurat ser ut så mykt og silken... og JEG virkelig lik den...." It just looks so soft and silky, and I really like it.
He looked a little embarrassed, but he really just needed to touch it. Then he would be fine. It was a weird habit that he had no control over...
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