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lemon · 01-29-2012, 04:30 PM

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Originally Posted by Lislchen

Oooh. He could talk too. And he could hear her too. Awesome. Grinning at him happily, Alysson said, "Good. I'm glad. That looked pretty bad." She pointedly glanced back at the phone booth while taking another sip of her strawberry smoothie. "Are you on your lunch break too?" Hang on. Was he scooting away from her?

Okay, he was obviously trying to get away from her and now he was asking for her name?! "I'm Alysson. Alysson Zookara." She replied with a smile, scooting closer to him yet again to make sure he could hear her. Plus, she wasn't somebody to scoot away from. "What is your name then, Sir?" Alysson added politely, playing around with the straw in her smoothie absently.

Sherman stared at the lady as she gave him a crooked, cocky grin. He wasn't exactly sure if she was just naturally eccentric or had just escaped from St. Mungo's Mental Ward. But she seemed nice enough, so he nodded as she expressed her relief. Sherman took another swig of his coffee, blinking wildly to keep his heavy eyelids from dropping. The old man yawned, sending dribbles of the brown, caffeinated drink down his chin, but he was too tired to mop them up with his sleeve. "No, I'm not on my lunch break," the elderly man replied, embarrassed. "I.. I actually haven't gone to work yet.."

"Alysson," he muttered. "If you rearrange the letters, they make the anagram 'So Nasly.' Nasly means only find in Czech." Sherman spoke automatically, rearranging the letters like a brain puzzle. "Sherman Clark, Time Chamber Specialist," he said, ready to extend his hand when he realized the girl was scooting closer to him yet again. He moved closer to the side, only to fall of the bench completely. "Ow." At least his coffee was still intact..

01-29-2012, 04:30 PM	#27 (permalink)
lemon DMLE Mackled Malaclaw Join Date: May 2010 Location: Wakanda Posts: 11,002 Hogwarts RPG Name: Annaliese Toussaint First Year x12 x12	Dani's Citrus Duck Spawn \| Mama Giraffe \| Lemon PATch \| Pushed the Red Button Quote: Originally Posted by Lislchen Oooh. He could talk too. And he could hear her too. Awesome. Grinning at him happily, Alysson said, "Good. I'm glad. That looked pretty bad." She pointedly glanced back at the phone booth while taking another sip of her strawberry smoothie. "Are you on your lunch break too?" Hang on. Was he scooting away from her? Okay, he was obviously trying to get away from her and now he was asking for her name?! "I'm Alysson. Alysson Zookara." She replied with a smile, scooting closer to him yet again to make sure he could hear her. Plus, she wasn't somebody to scoot away from. "What is your name then, Sir?" Alysson added politely, playing around with the straw in her smoothie absently. Sherman stared at the lady as she gave him a crooked, cocky grin. He wasn't exactly sure if she was just naturally eccentric or had just escaped from St. Mungo's Mental Ward. But she seemed nice enough, so he nodded as she expressed her relief. Sherman took another swig of his coffee, blinking wildly to keep his heavy eyelids from dropping. The old man yawned, sending dribbles of the brown, caffeinated drink down his chin, but he was too tired to mop them up with his sleeve. "No, I'm not on my lunch break," the elderly man replied, embarrassed. "I.. I actually haven't gone to work yet.." "Alysson," he muttered. "*If you rearrange the letters, they make the anagram 'So Nasly.' Nasly means only find* in Czech." Sherman spoke automatically, rearranging the letters like a brain puzzle. "Sherman Clark, Time Chamber Specialist," he said, ready to extend his hand when he realized the girl was scooting closer to him yet again. He moved closer to the side, only to fall of the bench completely. "Ow.**" At least his coffee was still intact.. __________________ and so i took an axe to a mended fence.___________________.______._________________ __________________________________..____this is why we can't have nice things, darling.