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Post by calypsoARION on Apr 12, 2007 21:38:17 GMT -5
He laughed again. "Good." Calypso smiled. "Well, thank you for your help," he said to the girls at the table. A few were looking at him and Jacquie like they were crazy. A few more were looking at the girl who'd poke the other like she was crazy. And the rest were looking at the one who'd been poked like she was crazy. Oh, this was fun. "So, who shall be our next victims?" he asked Jacquie, smiling.
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Post by Jacquie Seleste on Apr 12, 2007 21:43:45 GMT -5
"How about we try the Jocks table this time?" Jacquie prayed that they wouldn't be chased out of there. She would like to finish the survey. It was very, very amusing to see how people reacted to the questions. She was also copying down how many people actually poked the person next to them to see how they reacted.
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Post by calypsoARION on Apr 12, 2007 21:50:58 GMT -5
He nodded. "Good idea. That could be interesting. I'd laugh, so much, if one of them actually pokes someone to find out," Calypso said, smiling. He looked around the room, then, for the jock table. And, within a few seconds, he found it. Right nearby, which made sense. Considering the jocks would sit near the cheerleader-types, wouldn't they? "There," he said, making sure Jacquie knew where he was headed, before he started walking over to the jock table.
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Post by Jacquie Seleste on Apr 12, 2007 21:55:09 GMT -5
Jacquie giggled some. "Very much so." Jacquie once again, followed Calypso's gaze before he pointed out where he was looking. "Oooo" She grinned and followed him over to the jock table. Jacquie swore she could smell the arrogance on them. Ugh. Overwhelming pride, much? She smiled pleasantly though, even though she didn't really like the group of boys sitting at the table.[/color]
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Post by calypsoARION on Apr 12, 2007 22:01:03 GMT -5
Calypso smiled his best I-know-we-all-hate-each-other smile, as he faced the jocks. "Hello, we're conducting a survey, and we'd appreciate your input. You wouldn't mind if we asked you a few questions, would you?" But, oh, Calypso could tell they'd mind. He could see the protest in them, though he wouldn't give the opportunity for it. As one began to open his mouth, Calypso interrupted. "Good. I'll let Jacquie ask you," he said. He'd asked last time, after all, and so he wanted to give her the opportunity.
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Post by Jacquie Seleste on Apr 12, 2007 22:05:54 GMT -5
Jacquie crossed her arms as Calypso spoke with them. It was obvious she was a little less than comfortable around the boys. She smiled though when she knew she had to ask the questions. Her nervousness got the better of her, so her accent showed the slightest bit. Enough to be noticable. "If someone were to poke your arm, what noise would you make? We're going off the information that when you poke someones nose, you'd say meep." She kept her smile, even through the lewd and crude comments that were popping up from the table.[/color]
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Post by calypsoARION on Apr 13, 2007 10:14:27 GMT -5
Calypso crossed his arms as well, hearing some of the comments. "Look, we're not asking that much of you. So either give a decent answer, or not. No need to be crude." He glared at the group of guys, waiting for some sort of response. But he made it quite clear that if one of them said something inappropriate, he wouldn't be afraid to hurt anyone. Yes, Calypso was kind of small. But he could be scary when he needed to be.
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Post by Jacquie Seleste on Apr 14, 2007 9:34:06 GMT -5
Jacquie watched the boys until they rolled their eyes once more. Finally, one of the boys answered with a 'if someone poked my arm, I'd kick their ass.' Jacquie sighed. "Thanks. Really." Sarcasm dripped from her words like venom. She didn't know why she suggested this table in the first place. It would've been easier at the Arty table or even the more emo-ish table.[/color]
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Post by calypsoARION on Apr 14, 2007 21:32:36 GMT -5
Calypso sighed. Not much of an answer there. So, he was going to make sure they got a better one. He reached out, poking the arm of a different jock. The noise coming out was something along the lines of 'aawck', followed by a few swear words and a threat. "Thanks for your cooperation," he said, sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "At least we got some response, now," he said, turning away from the jock table to face Jacquie. He was lucky, he decided, that he'd poked one of the more.. friendly guys at the table. Someone else might have done a little more than threaten.
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Post by Jacquie Seleste on Apr 14, 2007 22:24:46 GMT -5
Jacquie rolled her eyes at the boys again. She could only imagine how happy their parents were without them at the house. Oh the fun they must have been having. She smiled contently to herself and giggled a bit when Calypso poked the boy. Jacquie glared daggers at the boy who threatened Calypso. She let herself cool down inside her head as to not start anything. Jacquie nodded in agreement with Calypso before she let her eyes drift around the cafeteria. "Your turn to pick some people." She knew it'd be a bit more interesting with a more cooperative crowd. [/color]
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Post by calypsoARION on Apr 15, 2007 9:49:49 GMT -5
He nodded, looking around. The hard part would be finding people willing to cooperate, but who might still come up with some interesting answers. There was a table of artist-types, emo-types, punk-types... nerd-types. Calypso smiled. Nerd types. They, most likely, would not be violent. And who knows? They might actually seriously consider the question. Which could be good. And so, he looked at Jacquie, and then pointed out the table. "How about them? I think.. that they'll be more willing than the jocks to participate in our survey?"
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Post by Jacquie Seleste on Apr 17, 2007 21:44:09 GMT -5
Jacquie put one hand in her pocket and glanced around once more. The cafeteria was still packed. Of course, lunch wouldn't be over for awhile. They had plenty of time. She smiled and nodded. "That would be nice. Nerd aren't lewd." She didn't like Jocks. At all. Maybe she'd mess up the football field or something.[/color]
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