02-20-2007, 08:49 PM
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Hungarian Horntail
Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: Saffron City
Posts: 69,656
Hogwarts RPG Name: November {Noe} Franze First Year | Brain Twin | MASTAH ASHURRII | Reisdent PokeNerd | Digifangirl OoC: Heehee yeah, Lizzard. We uh, got carried away ^___^ Comprende? xD I've been randomly speaking bits of Spanish today. Yeaaaaaaaaaah <.< “Ayiyiyiiiiiiii, Frankie, mijo, chiiiillll,” said Mozzie, laughing, hooking her arm around Frankie’s neck. “Josefina here. She speaks Espanola. And she’s like me when it comes to the names. Call her Jose or nooothing. And it ain’t ho say, it’s huseeeeey.” Mozzie snapped her fingers along with her vain attempt to match Jose’s accent. She failed, miserably, and resorted to her normal British dialect. “Awww, yah know it’s meeee, Frankie. So I picked up un poco Spanish. Can’t be helped. Jose is irresistible. She’s great fun, uh huh.” Arm still hooked around Frankie, Mozzie, looped her other arm through Jose’s arm. “Now, amigos. We are gonna take care of the sit. See, you call Frankie Frankie and he’ll call you Jose. Right Frankie? You’ll see. Mi buddy here. He’s flan, yeah.” Then she gave Frankie a gentle shove. “Told you you’re a womanizer,” she laughed, sticking her tongue out. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Quote:
Originally Posted by Riley Riley looked around the room impatiently. "Where is Salinea. This thing was her idea. You would think she would be here on time." She didn't mean for it to sound rude, but it did. She had been told many times that she wasn't the most patient person. She looked at her watch again and slumped down in her chair. She was just so excited to start talking about it. It was exciting. “You’d think one would learn to read a clock before opening her mouth about such trivial matters,” said an icy voice from within the shadows. Salinea stepped out, brushing back a loose lock of waves from her eyes. “If you would care to notice, it is three till midnight, my dear friend.” There was an obvious void of friendliness in the girl’s voice. A dark brow raised over her hazel eyes as she surveyed the room. |
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