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Post by trevor anthony schumacher on Jun 16, 2011 22:16:35 GMT
 
“Wow, way to label it like that,” he joked, referring to her use of the word ‘muggle’ when describing the game 20 Questions. It was probably true that mostly just muggles took part in it, but still, “But really I’m a little bit of everything,” he explained. He had been describing himself as a bunch of random crap. Sometimes it didn’t even make sense. The onion thing sort of did. He considered himself to have many layers, “So you’re saying it’s not awesomeness?” he asked with a raised brow, “Because I’m pretty sure we’re both aware that I’m at least a little bit awesome,” he stated, “But it’s sweet that you worry for me,” he teased, sticking his own tongue out at her again, “I’m sure you’d be just as good on the floor as you were in a bed,” he smirked, winking down at her. Oh, she walked right into that one. Was that not just perfectly set up? He really owned that. Damn he sure was proud.
“That’s not a lie! I could have been gay before but I changed or something,” he insisted. He coughed, clearing his throat awkwardly once more before continuing, “I’m like Pinocchio. You’ll know if I’m lying,” he explained. No, he lied all the freaking time. It was a pretty bad habit of his. That was how you had to get through life though; lying and stealing and all that good stuff. The world was a cruel mistress, “I probably wouldn’t want to tame you, anyway. You’re like a wild stallion. Except not a stallion. A girl horse. That is living in the wild. You should stay wild,” he babbled. That sounded dumb. Just like half the things he’s said today. Cool. It was the truth though. He didn’t like the idea of her personality or attitude changing one bit. He liked her just the way she was. Not liked her, but, you know.. he preferred her as she was, no matter how irritating she could get, “Hm. Strange. That surprises me, too,” he replied, “I can’t imagine how you act toward people you actually hate. And the real sort of hate. Not the hate we share,” he laughed. That was strange. Somehow that made him feel good, too. A weird good. Like a ‘yay maybe she doesn’t mind having me around’ good. Ew, that was gross. A gross good, “Well, I have been learning from the best,” he grinned, referring to Annie. He was pretty sure he had picked up a lot from her without even realizing it, “That’s true. I wouldn’t want everyone in on the orgy. Just me,” he laughed. Oh he’d kill the first person who tried to come on to her. Damn people and their damn dirty minds, “That’s cute,” he replied with a grin that matched hers. Ew. He just called her cute? Really?
“My dick can sometimes hurt people, yes,” he joked. He knew what she was saying, though. His stupidity and ways of being a complete asshole could probably make people feel pretty shitty. He was sure he had managed to do that to Annie herself once or twice, “I can imagine I hurt animals, too, when I give them terrifying names like Poop Flake or something. They probably get offended. I bet it hurts their pride,” he laughed. Did she just say she liked having him around? If he ignored that last part that could be cute. Not cute but.. whatever. He liked that idea. So it was mutual that they enjoyed each other’s company.. even though she only enjoyed it because he was fun to practice beating the hell out of with her words, “There probably is a cat out there that doesn’t poop.. because it doesn’t eat. Because it’s an alien cat,” he joked lamely. He grimaced at her next statement but nodded his head, “Yeah, yeah, I know. I don’t think I’ll ever get over the terrible fear. Ew. What would we have done if it was.. No, don’t answer that. Because I don’t want to think about it. Because it didn’t happen and all is well in the world,” he sighed. He couldn’t think of what he’d actually do, but only because he didn’t want to think about it. Knowing it wasn’t going to happen made him feel so much better, so he didn’t want to think about the negatives.
“I’m pretty sure it’s been mentioned before,” he stated, referring to the cat woman topic, “Actually, I can read your mind,” he joked, “And right now you’re thinking about how amazingly attractive I am,” he smirked with a wink. Who knows, she might have been. Maybe not. There was always hope, though, “Wow, that’s quite the plan. You must have been working that out for a hell of a long time,” he laughed, “At least it’s for the good of the world. Don’t want you abusing your powers or anything. And I want in on this, too, by the way. I don’t want you leaving me out of something fun and awesome,” how were they able to go on and on like this with such weird ass topics? He was pretty sure there were very few people in the world he could do this with. It was quite nice, “Well I remember the important motions,” he began with a roll of his eyes, grinning once more, “It’s the boring ones that weren’t important that I don’t remember,” he plucked a few more lollipops and then nodded, “I guess. I might do that, too. I hope they have a gigantic bag,” he replied, clinging the large amount of cherry flavored goodness to his chest, his other hand still holding on to Annie’s, “Ladies first,” he said, nodding his head toward the checkout counter. He did not feel like letting go of her hand at the moment. Or ever, really. Ew.
ATTIRE here. CREDIT SAM !? of Confronting the Faceless. NOTES team emma! Team anniez! ;D trannie ftw. Awww and thank you. I feel loved. But yours still rocked the socks off the world by the way. I wake up in the morning feeling like p diddy excited to read your epic posts <3 .
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Post by annie louise carter on Jun 17, 2011 9:32:02 GMT
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[/color] Annie pointed out. Well, after some of the attacks that were suspected and had happened, you hardly ever saw people just sat in the middle of Diagon Alley. Most people stayed as long as they needed to and not a minute longer, although there were the brave few who sat there eating ice cream as leisurely as they liked. They had to be in Gryffindor in their Hogwarts days. After all, they were the ones who were brave at heart . Annie Carter was proud to wear the badge for that house. It was more than just a house to her now though, it was a home. She adored it, and most of the people there were pretty awesome too, although to be honest, the other houses weren't all bad. There were one or two Slytherin who weren't as bad as she'd thought, but the rest majorly slotted into that stereotype, and she avoided them at all costs. Why would she put herself in the way of a Slytherin when she knew that she'd get nothing but grief from them. The old house rivalries had diminished a little outside of the pitch, but there were still some people who stuck by it, and on the pitch was a whole different story. Everyone was against everyone, but if Gryffindor didn't beat Slytherin then the whole team would go into angry sulking mode. She was not going to let that happen. She wanted to win the cup this year, and this was reliant on her ability to play beater on the team. After all, how could she win the cup for her team if she wasn't playing? They could probably do it without her, but they did have an increased chance with her on the team as she already knew all the plays and the players. But it didn't matter, she couldn't think of any reason that would stop her from playing on that team. "Well, maybe a little bit of awesomeness. A tinsy tiny bit."[/color] Annie said, demonstrating by making a small sign with her thumb and one of her fingers. Of course she was joking, and he had to know this. She couldn't deny that yeah, he was pretty awesome. She'd not met someone who could handle her like he did, and it was kind of surreal, but awesome at the same time. "I should have seen that coming. I'm sure I would. And on the kitchen counter, and on the sofa. You get the picture"[/color] she replied, making a trailing on motion with her hand. She was getting more confident in that department, don't you worry about that. "I know you're lying about that too, because the fact is that you said 'could have been' and that makes it a whole less convincing. You need to watch your words, kiddo, you could totally blow a lie that way."[/color] Annie pointed out with a smug smile on her face. Of course you had to watch your wording. "Right, let me guess, instead of your nose, something else gets bigger?"[/color] She replied, raising her eyebrows. "Is that why you try and lie so much?"[/color] she teased, letting a lighthearted playful smile take over her lips to let him know she was joking. "You know I'm only joking there, I know you don't need to worry about that department, as much as I hate to admit it. I've got no complaints."[/color] Annie added on a moment after to make sure that she didn't offend him. She knew that you had to be careful when making jokes about things like that, but she was sure he was confident enough about his size to take them. "I'll always be wild, even at the grand old age of eighty two."[/color] Annie replied, poking her tongue out. She'd be one of those Grandmothers who would refuse to hand in her broom, and she'd fly everywhere on it and showcase her beater talent, which would still be there because she was awesome and everything like that. "I'm usually blunt and a bit of a bitch."[/color] Annie replied with a shrug. She tended to avoid arguments with them though because she did get stung by some of the insults, but only very few of them managed to get through. "This is true, you're almost qualified now, you can put it down on your CV and everything, I'm sure they'll love it at the Hogs Head."[/color] Annie joked, that smile taking over her face once more. Oh, what was wrong with her? Weirdo. "I don't think anyone else could handle this amount of awesome anyway."[/color] She said, gesturing to herself. ”Erm, thanks.”[/color] She replied, slight colour taking over her cheeks. She hoped that was barely noticeable. The red head rolled her eyes at his next statement. "Well yeah, attempting to jab it in people's eyes will do some damage, Trevor. You do have some weird fetishes, by the way"[/color] she teased, saying it a little louder so that some people could hear. Of course she was only teasing, and he would know this. He knew what she meant though, he had to. "Yeah, they're scarred for life. Haven't you wondered why all your pets are depressed? I hope you name this cat something nice, or else the pet naming police will be after you, and I can bet on one thing, that cat won't visit you in jail."[/color] She joked. They did have soem weird convorsations and stuff. How did thye manage to carry on like this? It surprised her that they still had stuff that they didn't know about each other because the majority of their time was spent talking to each other like this, about ninja cats, but to be honest, this made her feel like she did know him. She had learned little things. He had a ferret back home in America, muggle friends, muggle family, an elder sister who his parents treated better, and he liked the idea of a ninja cat army, and had the ability to hold a conversation about socks. What more did she need to know? Oh, and he'd developed an unhealthy obsession with the flavour of cherries, that she did suspect slightly had something to do with her. "I know, it would have sucked, I'd have had to drop out of school and get a job and be all sensible and everything, it would have been weird. Plus mom would have killed me. Or you. Either way."[/color] She said with a small shrug of her shoulders. Ick. "Yeah, my idea's cooler, although I doubt you'd like being in my head. It's full of Quidditch and guys and goodness knows what else what."[/color] She replied, lying a little. Not guys, really, well, no, not guys at all. Guy. Him. Only him, and it was worrying just how much she thought about him, but the truth was that she could hardly stop thinking about him. She hated it, because when he wasn't there, all she could do was think about what they'd talk about if he was. Well, not all. It wasn't to the point of obsession, she did listen in lessons and everything, but she did wonder if any hot girls had come into the bar and had tried chatting him up. This was unlikely though, because he worked in the Hogs Head, and if any remotely good looking girls went in there, they were more likely to turn out to be a man, and he'd run a mile at that, no doubt. "Yeah, I have a lot of free time on my hands during all the detentions I get. But don't worry, I'll keep you in on the awesome fun. Maybe I'll make you like, co-owner of my awesome ninja cat army and we can run this town together. What do you say?"[/color] Annie offered, knowing it was impossible and would never happen, but there was no harm in talking about it. "I remember a lot of the important ones actually. I'm sure I can add some things in there now though that I've learnt since then"[/color] She added, slightly seductively. That was weird, that she was talking like this to Trevor Schumacher, in the very place where she insisted that he would never, ever get into her pants. She lied. "You could always cast some sort of spell to make it bigger on the inside."[/color] She pointed out, raising her eyebrows. Did he forget he could do that a lot? "I think you've got enough to rot all your teeth."[/color] She added, teasing tones in her voice. "Cheers"[/color] Annie made her way to the counter, still holding his hand, and dropped her goodness on the counter. She then used that hand to dive into her pocket and dig out the money she'd need. Once she'd paid, the lady passed her the bag, and she shifted to the side so Trev could do his bit. [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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Post by trevor anthony schumacher on Jun 18, 2011 19:18:30 GMT
“Well I don’t see many muggles doing it, either,” he pointed out. He figured it had actually gone out of style. Or.. something. Or he just didn’t pay attention to that kind of stuff. Who cares, nothing worth dwelling on, “I can see all of that control. You’re really trying to keep yourself from admitting how awesome I really am. I know, it can be tough. Don’t worry, though. My head won’t get any bigger from your praise,” he joked, “If it helps any, I will admit that you are filled with awesome, just not as much as me. I know you might be jealous, which may be the reason you’re holding back from admitting the truth. I know how that can be sometimes,” he laughed. It was very strange for him to spend so much time with a specific female. He usually hung out with males if he wanted a drinking buddy or someone to party with. With Annie, though, he could have the craziest conversations and just go on and on about nothing. Somehow she managed to cope with his craziness. That was very rare. He smirked, proud of his quick response. Finally he said something worth being proud of, “Ha, you walked right into that one,” he began, “But I’ll have to agree with that,” he added with another wink. Oh, the fun they could have teasing and joking with each other was endless.
“Fine, I’ll have another go,” he said, waving away Annie’s response, “I was gay, but you changed me,” he stated, not being able to keep the laughter from escaping his lips, “And if anyone is a ‘kiddo’, it’s you,” he added with another smirk, “I’m older, more mature and intelligent.. all that good stuff,” he explained. He couldn’t help but let out another laugh at her next joke, “Whoa, whoa. What a dirty mind you have,” he joked, though he had just said his own choice words not that long ago. Of course he was going to be a hypocrite just to be a pain in the ass, “Your mind is always in the gutter you little rascal,” he was quite satisfied with her compliment, though. That was surprising. She admitted what he already knew. Joking, he was still a little nervous when it came to Annie and if he had the ability to satisfy her, “Well, neither do I.. about myself. No complaints about.. myself,” he began awkwardly, “Or you, actually. You were.. above average..” he finished, trailing off. He really didn’t know how to voice his thoughts. And he was complimenting her again. It was hard to do that sometimes. Well that was all just awkward.
“Too bad I won’t be around when you’re a wild eighty-two year old,” he joked. He was almost positive he wouldn’t let himself get that old. He was a wild spirit himself and he wasn’t going to find himself strapped down to anything. He wanted to live while he could.. if he managed to destroy his liver or get himself killed doing something stupid then he didn’t really care that much as long as it was worth it. It may seem morbid, but he really didn’t see anything worth staying around for down the road. After thirty you’d sort of lose your touch. Then your bones would be frail and you can’t do all the wild and crazy stuff anymore. No point living after that, “So pretty much how you were the first time I met you?” he asked with a raised brow. That day was still a terrible loss for him because she had destroyed him with her witty retorts, “I think that could make all the difference,” he laughed, “Oh, that reminds me. This cat in the hat was able to flop over to the Three Broomsticks,” he explained referring to himself, “So now I don’t have to hang out in that nasty ass place,” he added, scrunching his nose in disgust. Why did she care where he worked? Why did he tell her that his job changed? She didn’t care. That was dumb. It’s not like she’d go and visit him or something. He had the strongest urge to poke her cheek when she grinned like that. He didn’t know why. At least he was able to control it for the time being, “Only I can handle the beast,” he joked. That was even more cute.. how she said thanks. Aw, “Your.. um.. your welcome. I think,” he replied with a lopsided grin. Whoa, was that.. on her cheeks.. a bit of coloration? Naw, probably just the lightling.
“Shhh, people are looking!” he gasped obnoxiously as he glanced wildly around them. She could have a big mouth when she wanted, “I don’t want people knowing about my weird and freakish fetishes. Then they’ll think of me differently. It would get awkward,” he joked with a laugh. Oh, she was adorable. Ew not adorable, but, you know.. yeah. Okay. Shut up? Yes, “Oh crap, there’s a pet naming police?” he yelped in mock horror, “Now that you mention it.. I forgot to think of a name for it. I dunno why. I had all this time. Even when I was working. Guess I was too busy thinking about you,” his eyes widened, “-r… mom,” he added quickly. Okay.. first of all, what the hell!? Where had that even come from? Sure, he usually didn’t think before he spoke, but that was completely uncalled for. Oh god that was embarrassing. Shake it off, shake it off. He was fine. Nothing hurt. Moving on. Maybe she didn’t notice..? Or just didn’t think anything of it. Or thought he was joking. Though he wasn’t. He was thinking about her a lot, sometimes forgetting about the cat altogether. No big deal. He cringed when she mentioned all the crap that would have happened. That wasn’t going to happen because all was well in the world. And he would step up his protection just as a precaution. Cause he hated thinking of the horrors that could occur. She’d have to drop out of school and all that? Oh sheesh, that sounded terrible. Is that really what she would have had to do, even if he was.. not going to happen, not going to happen. He needed to stop thinking about the depressing stuff that was impossible.
“Guys?” he asked suddenly, his voice hinting at his sudden interest that he probably shouldn’t have had, “Erm, shouldn’t it be ‘guy’? Or you could say Trevor. I’d be perfectly fine if I was in your head and all you thought about was me.. because it wouldn’t be much different from my own,” he joked with a grin. Not that he cared if she thought about other gu- wait, hell yes he did. Damn all the other guys she thought about. He should be the only one in her life. Haha, yes he was overreacting. Just a tad. He needed to chill, “I kind of miss getting detentions,” he admitted. It was actually a bit true. He missed being that loud and obnoxious class clown that would say something or do something in class that everyone would laugh or scowl at. Then he’d be rewarded a detention, which weren’t all too fun unless he made them enjoyable, “I do agree with that plan, though. Co-owner is better than nothing. I should probably feel honored or something,” he joked. There they went again with the crazy topics.. blabbing about ninja cat armies. Whoa, whoa, whoa. That was intensely hot. Okay, he needed to control himself. He couldn’t get carried away.. no matter how much of a turn-on Annie could be, “I quite like that idea,” Trevor squeaked. Oh gee dangit, was that a squeak? Why yes, it was. He squeaked like a nervous, frightened little seal squirrel. He cleared his throat awkwardly one more as he tried to think of something to clear his mind of the inappropriate thoughts, “That would be cheating,” he stated, “I don’t get why I shouldn’t be forced to just use a large bag like the muggles,” he added. That would come in handy, though.. but no. He did not want to cheat. They were able to hold hands the entire time. That was great. That was adorable. And now it was his turn to check out. He managed to plop the contents of his free arm onto the counter with a grin at the cashier who was wearing a strange face. Yes, it probably wasn’t everyday that a pair like them raided Honeydukes of their cherry flavored lollipops. He managed to stay clinging to Annie’s hand as he paid for his candies. He picked up the bag, which was actually quite heavy, and turned to Annie with a goofy grin. They actually all fit in the bag. Woo, “Next?”
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Post by annie louise carter on Jun 19, 2011 16:21:43 GMT
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[/color] Annie answered, poking her tongue out and grinning. She liked getting things right, winning arguments and being able to say 'I told you so' because lets be honest, who couldn't enjoy winning or being right? Unless it was being right about something bad, like seers who saw someone die or something, then it wouldn't be so great, being right. But about simple little things like that, then it was. Of course the muggles made it, making it a muggle game, and so she was right. He couldn't argue with that logic, could he? Of course not, because it was perfect logic, and she was right. "HA! I'm now questioning your sanity again, because if anyone here is the awesomest, it's me. Without a doubt. And you know it."[/color] Annie replied, smirking and crossing her arms. She'd owned him multiple times, and that made her awesomer than him. "Of course I suppose that you'd have to be a little bit awesome to even start to compete with me, so congratulations on that minor achievement."[/color] Annie replied, rolling her eyes but the playful smirk had already appeared on her lips. He was awesome, and probably about the same level of it as her too, but she wasn't about to tell him that, his head was big enough as it was, and if it did get any bigger, it would explode. "Yeah, I know I did, but let's be fair, it did pave the way for a minor win for you, and I let that happen. I could so easily have amended my sentence, but I let you carry on and have your moment, because I'm nice like that."[/color] Annie said, although her face told a different story. Yeah, she had walked right into that one. "You're really trying to lie to me even though I know the truth?"[/color] Annie asked, raising her eyebrows. Now she was doubting his sanity. There was no way that he could possibly think that would work unless he obliviated her memory, but something told her that he wouldn't want him forgetting her. Of course, she was feeling the same. She wouldn't want to forget him, or have him forget her either. She didn't like the idea that she hadn't made such an impression that she was so easily forgotten. Of course anyway, he wasn't lying that well and he probably wasn't trying all that hard, because he let a lovely laugh escape his lips, and that just gave the whole thing away anyway. "HA! more mature than me? Seriously? Pretty sure that a five year old is more mature than you, so what're you trying to say there?"[/color] Annie asked him, raising her eyebrows. Now he was lying absolutely terribly. He had to know that she'd never believe that. It was obvious out of the two of them who was more mature anyway, and the red head had it in the bag, that was for sure. "says the guy that passed it on to me!"[/color] Annie exclaimed with a small laugh. "Thanks, you know how I hate being described as average."[/color] Annie replied with a smile. That was good, she was glad that she was able to do something that he seemed to like. She must have done something right anyway, he'd always kept coming back. Annie tried to hide her disappointment at this. "Why, planning on being in hell by then?"[/color] Annie asked, poking her tongue out to show that she was joking. She didn't even believe in heaven or hell, in fact. Heck, she wasn't even sure that she believed in God. She did wish that he'd be around that long for some reason though, maybe it was because she didn't like the idea of anyone leaving her. She knew it would happen eventually, no one could keep him around for that long. What could she possibly have that could convince Trevor Anthony Schumacher to stick around? Her body? Yeah, and after that faded, and her personality weakened from age, what then? Nothing, that's what. She didn't want him to go, but it was inevitable, and it was time she started telling herself this, as it may hurt less if she did. Of course she wanted it to hurt as little as possible simply because it wasn't nice, to be hurt like that. He'd already hurt her once or twice and although she'd forgiven him almost straight away, she still couldn't help but wonder how much more he could hurt her, if he really wanted to try. [collor=ee0000]"Yep, but then, why would I change?"[/color] Annie asked, with a small shrug of her shoulders. He'd changed her, that was why. She was more trusting, a little bit, a little more open and much more comfortable around him now. She was also nicer when she was in a good mood because she'd been around him. But she wasn't going to tell him just how much of an effect he'd had on her. "Oh really? That's cool. I mean, it's a lot nicer in there and you'll get to see me a lot more during work hours, a plus for you"[/color] Annie replied, smirking. "I'll give you that, I don't know how you survive though. Maybe because you're a little awesome, you have immunity?"[/color] Annie offered an explanation, smirking again. Annie laughed when he jokingly over reacted to the fetish comment. Of course she was joking, and of course he'd play along, because that was what they did. That was how they were. They would wind each other up and joke and laugh and talk about random things like cats, cheese and socks. Not all together of course, they were just a few examples. And there were plenty of other weird conversations, like the ninja school and ninja cats and Annie could go on for days. "Oh, I'm sorry, I thought it was common knowledge around here that you were a bit of a pervert, my bad."[/color] Annie teased, her voice turning into a whisper before she gave in to laughter. "oh yeah, they branch out of the pet help things like PDSA or whatever it's called. Didn't you know? I'd rename that ferret fast."[/color] she teased, mock seriousness in her voice, but a look of amusement on her face. Annie's eyes widened at what he said next, but then he added on that bit at the end and all was well. "Yeah I was waiting for that bit to get added on. Real original."[/color] She teased, a little upset that he wasn't just thinking about her. Wait, no, was he? Instead of a joke that could have been a lame cover up. Of course not though, he wasn't the type to do that. Why would he be? Of course he was joking, right? She was just thinking what she wanted to think. Wishful thinking. Yeah, that's all it was. Why would he be thinking about her a lot? That was stupid. He could have whoever he wanted, so why would his mind focus in on this particular red head? That was a lie, of course, and he'd spotted it. But then he didn't sound sceptical. "Give me one good reason for me to tell you the inner most thoughts of my mind, and I'll tell you exactly what it should be."[/color] Annie offered, confident that he couldn't come up with a decent enough reason for her to tell him this. It would be silly for him to even try really, even if he was perfectly right. "Here's an idea, we'll buy you a red wig and some shorts, and you can take my detentions for me, and it would remind you of your good old times, how does that sound?"[/color] she offered, following that with a little laugh. Of course there was no way that they would ever get away with that, but it was nice to even hope, for a second. "I can tell, you squeaked!"[/color] Annie replied, grinning and allowing a little laugh. Ah, that was good, she'd not heard him squeak in a while, and it amused her that she could do that. "Because you're not just like them. They're awesome, I love them, but why not take advantage of the things that you've got?"[/color] Annie asked with a small shrug. She knew that they would if they could. She observed him checking out, took her bag and gave his hand a little squeeze because she felt like it. "Your choice"[/color] Annie said, as it was only fair he got a turn to go where he wanted.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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Post by trevor anthony schumacher on Jun 21, 2011 17:26:44 GMT
“And can you prove that the muggles made it up?” he questioned, “I mean.. it may have been passed around from a magical dude,” he explained, “Maybe the magical dude was bored one day and he had just met someone new and he decided to start asking them a bunch of questions and stuff happened and soon enough they found a name for their little… game,” he babbled with a shrug. It was amusing to argue with Annie on pointless topics such as this one. He poked his own tongue out, having figured that he would have the last say on this no matter what, “Technically we shouldn’t be compared on the same level. You’re a girl last time I checked.. and I’m a guy. Those are two completely different things. Our level of awesomeness has different meaning,” he told her with a laugh, “Maybe we are both the most awesome people of our gender or something, but we can’t quite be compared,” he added. He wasn’t about to admit that she was more awesome than him, though he figured it was mostly right. Then again, even though she owned him with her words, there was probably something that he was good at and she was not.. so that could cancel all of that out, “Oh, so are you saying that was a handout?” he grinned. Sure it was. He could read that little face of hers. She was probably just not paying attention and then he took advantage of that to make himself look good. It wasn’t even that good, either. It was just so sudden and he was terribly proud of it, “I’m pretty sure that was lack of concentration on your part and pure talent on mine.”
“I doubt you know the truth,” he smirked in reply, “I bet you don’t even remember what we were talking about, so you have no idea what truth I was or was not telling,” he laughed. It was true.. they had gone off on the whole truth and lying bit that he had forgotten what they were talking about previously. That was probably good, though. It was most likely something he didn’t want to remember, “Maybe you’re a two year old, but two year olds shouldn't be making sexual jokes like that,” he teased, sticking his tongue out at her once more. It was true.. he did act immature frequently, but that was just how he was. He’d always be a kid on the inside.. at least a little bit, “Passed it on to you, huh? I doubt that,” he grinned. Wait, maybe she was actually right.. a little bit, “I doubt I should be held responsible,” he shrugged, “And.. well.. you’re welcome,” he added awkwardly. She was the farthest thing from average, and Trevor was proud of that. She was also different than anyone else he knew, and that made her way unusual and unique. If she wasn’t so awesome he wouldn’t be standing here right now and spending his time with her.
“Well.. seeing as hell is not real..” he began with a shrug, “Somewhere, though. Maybe I can be a ghost or something and haunt the hell out of you,” he laughed, “No point in getting old and wrinkly. There’s no fun in that,” he added. That was just how he felt about the world. Might as well enjoy yourself now while you were physically able to. Would he miss Annie? Not if he could haunt her every day. He could stick around as a ghost. Oh, who was he kidding? He would probably not even know her by then. He expected to die years in the future. They would have parted way by then, right? Even though that idea made him a little sad inside for no particular reason. She wouldn’t care that much anyway. She’d be married to a nice guy with a bunch of mini Annie’s running around while he lived his life as a single and free man who could do whatever he wanted until he was about to turn thirty. Hopefully he didn’t reach the thirty mark because that was just too old. He may push it to 35 but only if there was a reason to stick around. He was glad he wasn’t a subject to her terrible bitchy ways. She had changed her attitude toward him from the first day he met her, that was clear, “That’s a nice thought. You can stop on in and say hi. Maybe flirt a bit while I serve you. Then we could run to the back and have a hot make-out session when no one was looking. No one would even notice I was gone because I’m my own kind of ninja,” he grinned with a laugh, “That’s probably it. I can handle anything. I’m that flippin’ awesome.”
“Well of course not!” he whispered back frantically, “Everyone thinks I’m a kind and innocent soul. They would never expect anything like that from me! The last thing I need is for you to start blackening my name in the village,” he joked, laughing along with her. Oh, this was always fun, their little teasing back and forth. The best part was that she played right along with him. There was never a dull moment when they were with each other, “Crap. I’ve had that ferret for what feels like centuries. He knows his name, I can’t change it now. It’s far too late,” he gasped in horror, “Oh gosh golly, I guess I’m going to jail!” he joked with a playful roll of his eyes, “Oh, yeah.. that, well, I had trouble pronouncing my r’s there for a second so it took a little while to get the ‘re out,” he lied. That was the lamest excuse ever. She was nuts if she were to believe that. She was also nuts if she actually thought he was thinking about her, even though he had been.
“This is like some weird test or something.. because if I could really read your mind I could read it right now while you’re thinking about reasons that would work or something like that. But I obviously can’t actually read your mind so I have to come up with something really awesome for you to tell me what’s going on up there,” he rambled, “I’m not very good with reasons, so I don’t think I have anything,” he shrugged once more, “Maybe we should trade a thought for a thought. You tell me something that’s going on in your mind, and I’ll say something as well,” he offered with a grin. Not that he cared what she was thinking about.. or that he would actually tell her what he was actually thinking about.. unless her’s was terribly awesome, “That would be so cool!” he exclaimed, “You should seriously try and do that! I wanna see what will happen when they realize it clearly isn’t you. That would be hilarious,” he grinned, “I only squeaked because I’m going through puberty,” he responded simply, “I do that every now and then. It’s a thing,” he laughed. He shrugged, considering what she said. Sure, he loved magic, but he liked doing things the old fashioned way when he could, “I dunno. I just want to do it like everyone else, I guess,” he didn’t really have a better answer for that- it was the truth, “I’m terrible at choosing!” he whined. He grinned childishly when he felt Annie squeeze his hand and couldn’t help but squeeze it in return, “Anything good in Zonko’s joke shop?” he raised a brow. He hadn’t been in there in a while. Why hurry their day along when he could drag it out for as long as possible and spend as much time with Annie as he could?
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Post by annie louise carter on Jun 23, 2011 17:51:48 GMT
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[/color] Annie asked, making a mock horrified look on her face as soon as she realised just how like him she was starting to sound. She was picking up his words, soon enough, she'd be able to do such an uncanny impersonation of him that all the girls would be flocking to her voice, it would be terrible and then she'd have to run away from them. Maybe she'd just fly away from them, because being on a broom was cooler than running like an idiot. She'd end up looking like Jack Sparrow running down the beach away from the natives in Pirates of the Caribbean two. She'd seen that movie over a muggle friends house once, they'd dug it out, and she didn't even know how old it was, but it was still pretty funny. There were better ones though. The classics always were the best. "Girls are naturally more awesomer. I get it. It's good of you to admit that."[/color] She teased, with a little smile. "Ok, we'll spare us more arguments over awesomeness and go with that."[/color] Annie said, grinning. This was weird, she was turning down an excuse to argue with him? Weird. Beyond weird. She didn't like it. She'd have to find something else later at some point and make sure, to restore the balance or something. "Damn right it was, like I'd walk into something like that. My pure talent wouldn't let me. My mind is always thinking ten responses ahead. Like chess. Or whatever."[/color] Annie retorted, shrugging. "Honestly, no I don't but that's not the point at all"[/color] Annie said, letting out a laugh along with Trevor. They'd veered so off topic that she had absolutely no idea what they had been talking about, and honestly, it was nice to be so distracted and not have studies and dementors and all this other taxing stuff on her mind. Stress and Annie didn't go well together, and that was something that she'd discovered and proved multiple times, especially around exam time. "Well, you really shouldn't be having sex with a two year old, if we're on the topic of morals, because it's kind of gross."[/color] Annie pointed out, smirking. She'd won that argument, let's be fair. There was no way that sexual jokes coming from a two year old could beat that comeback. Not in a million years, and he had to know it. "Totally did. I wasn't this way before you"[/color] Annie replied, poking her tongue out as if that was proof enough. It was true, kind of, and very possible in her eyes. "I disagree. You should be held fully accountable for it"[/color] Annie replied, nodding, but this grin was on her face, and it made her look a little less resolute. She wasn't average, he knew that. She knew it too, of course, it was something that she never wanted to be, because she liked the idea of being different and unique, it gave you something that you could say was 'you' down to a t, that no one could copy. "You're going to haunt me? Great, I'll have fun attempting to explain that to my husband or current boyfriend or something."[/color] Annie joked, although for some reason this seemed wrong, what she'd just said. Would she even be married? She didn't know if she ever wanted to get married, she wasn't sure anymore, he'd messed with her head so much that sometimes the only thing that she could be sure that she wanted was him, and that was a thought that was scary for the simple reason that it would never happen and she'd end up hurt about it and that was what she didn't like. It was also what she was scared of. She didn't want that for herself. She didn't want to be just another girl that he pushed away and left crying. Not again. "Sounds like a plan, I might pop over and surprise you some time. I won't tell you when though, that would ruin the surprise. And spontaneity is always interesting after all."[/color] Annie replied, smirking when he mentioned he was his own type of ninja. "You are your own type of something, I don't know if 'ninja' is the right word though"[/color] she teased, that smirk still on her lips. "I don't think I'd go that far..."[/color] Annie said, raising her eyebrows and then letting out a little laugh. Of course, she agreed inside her mind that he was all kinds of awesome, and maybe they were on the same level. But she'd hardly ever admit that out loud, it would make his head swell to the size of a room. "Oh yeah, that's really what everyone thinks of you"[/color] She joked sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "How could you be anything else, right?"[/color] she whispered back, sarcasm still evident, although barely because it was a whisper. She let out a laugh though. Their teasing talks were always fun, and it was nice to have someone to talk like this with, it kept things ticking along nicely and meant that they hardly ever ran out of things to say. In fact, Annie wondered if they'd ever be stuck for conversation. It hadn't really happened to them before. The only time they'd been remotely quiet was when they had that pregnancy scare. Oh, she thought the P word again. erw. "It's ok, I'll visit you, bring a gift basket along, with loads of different things in it. Like cheese and socks and stuff."[/color] Annie replied, laughing a little. It was a weird combination to put in a gift basket, and she wasn't even sure if they'd let her do that if he was in jail. "What? That was confusing. Alright, trade? I'm thinking that you... should tell me what you're thinking first. Go on, an inner most thought."[/color] Annie asked, wondering if he would do it. Doubtful that she would get the truth out of him though, so she had to come up with something awesome for her to be thinking when he asked. What could she say? "Be my guest, you can try if you really want, though I doubt they'd buy it. It would be hilarious though."[/color] Annie added, imagining herself watching through the door or something just to see a reaction. "Puberty? Really, Trevor, really?"[/color] Annie asked, raising her eyebrows again. Doubtful. Why else though? "everyone else? Wrong answer, do things your own way, Trevor, that's the best thing, finding your own way to do something, that's what makes you unique"[/color] She spoke softly this time, being honest. That was what she did. "Zonko's always has something good. Lead the way"[/color] Annie said, letting him carry on.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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Post by trevor anthony schumacher on Jul 19, 2011 3:17:56 GMT
“Well in my world that actually did make a bit of sense.. but to most people they would be quite lost at this point.. as with most of what we say, actually,” he grinned with a laugh. Nothing wrong with her starting to sound like him and use his sayings, right? He liked having an influence on people. It made him feel.. special. With it being Annie that made everything all the more.. special, “But no, really, I would have to challenge you on that. I mean.. there really is no proof it was started by a muggle. I really think maybe a wizard could have started it and just passed it on to everyone everywhere. Being me, I’m going to be right.. and you’ll lose, which is great. So I win, which is even better. And ha, the end. Just admit defeat,” he smirked. Knowing Annie to be the competitive spirit that she was, he knew she wouldn’t just admit defeat so easily. She never went down without a fight. No matter what she had to put up with she’d be kicking and screaming her way through it. That was just the kind of girl she was, and Trevor admired that quite a bit, even though her proud nature could get annoying at times. Was he just as bad? No, of course not, “No, no, it’s just a different scale or whatever,” he argued pathetically, “It doesn’t mean you’re better than us, but it also doesn’t mean we’re better than you. So we are still like equals just.. it’s hard to explain. You’d have to see it from my point of view,” he explained with a shrug, “I don’t think we’d ever really stop arguing about who’s more awesome,” this was the truth, of course, since whenever they were with each other they were always arguing about something at one point, “Well that doesn’t make any sense. You wouldn’t have to go easy on me and give me a free shot since I’m on your level.. so I can see through your lies."
“Good. It was probably something that would have been lame to talk about,” he shrugged lightly. It was probably something that put him in an awkward position. That was as much as he could remember, just not the details. Well, who cares, it was over and forgotten. Moving on, “Not if I was a five year old. Then we’d still be around the same age.. just that would still be so wrong I don’t even want to speak of it,” he cringed with a laugh, still trying his hardest to win at least a segment of any of their multiple arguments or conversations of today, “I guess I can believe that. And I’m very much proud of that,” he grinned, “I should also be held fully accountable for ending world hunger and spreading peace across the globe.. but that hasn’t happened yet. When it does.. it’ll be because of me.. like every other good thing ever in the world..” he babbled, suddenly not being able to keep himself from poking her in the cheek. She was just so cute when she grinned like that, “Sorry.. muscle spasms, ya know?” he lied with a laugh, knowing that there was no way around that one.
Ew, her husband or current boyfriend? No, no, no. Ew, no, that couldn’t happen. She’d be cheating on him. No.. he’d be dead. And even if she did that now they weren’t ever together so no one was ever cheating on anyone. But still.. she would be cheating on him, “I’d probably kill him and then you’d live in there alone with your millions of cats and I could help you feed them and just be a helpful ghost after that,” he replied awkwardly. Ew. What was his problem? He needed a mouth diaper. He really did, “Yes, make it surprising. I don’t want you to tell me then have me be all excited and then be a no-show. That would be severely disappointing,” he laughed. Oh, that would be cool indeed. Something to spice up his boring bartending job. The Three Broomsticks wasn’t nearly as terrible as the Hog’s Head, though, so he should be thankful he wouldn’t smell like goat all the time anymore, “I’d love for you to find a different word that seems more appropriate for me, then,” he said with a smirk of his own.
“Well, it is. Really, it is. I sometimes come here and dance like a ballerina in the streets and they think it’s cute, so they think of me as a child. And as a child.. I do nothing wrong and I’m just an adorable, innocent being shedding my light on everyone else,” he replied dramatically, “Oh, how kind of you. I love to eat socks while wearing cheese,” he gave her a goofy grin after that comment, “Bring some chicken nuggets, too. And why not some homemade cake? I bet you make a mean cake. Or cookies. You look like you could cook the hell out of a cookie,” he suggested with a laugh. But if he was in jail he wouldn’t get to see her all the time. Sad face.. no. Not like he cared.. he could just stop seeing her now and his world would be fine. Not. She was like a drug. He should go into rehab for his addiction before it killed him.
“Nope. You lose. I suggested it so you have to go first. You tell me something that I never knew and I’ll tell you something that will most likely blow your face off,” he smirked. He would hold true to his word, though, as long as her thought was good enough. What would he say? Oh, gosh, every sentence that came into his mind made him want to hurl. He didn’t want to sound like a cheese curd, “I say we plan that immediately. Try and get into detention sometime soon. This is going down. For real. I’m all over this,” he grinned excitedly. It felt like Christmas, “Are you questioning my.. puberty-ness?” he asked with a raised brow. Not like he would admit the real reason behind his occasional squeaks. And what was that, exactly? “Well that’s not exactly true in this case.. because all the magical people would do it that way. So I’d still be doing it like everyone else. Zing!” he concluded with a snap of his fingers. Victory, although not exactly because he knew what she was trying to say. Still, it was a victory to him. He grasped her hand a little tighter as he made his way out of the store and back onto the streets of Hogsmeade. As they made their way toward the jokeshop, Trevor glanced at the puffy white clouds in the sky. Oh, they were cute. They looked soft, like Annie’s hair, "So.. how about that weather? Mmhmm."
ATTIRE here. CREDIT SAM !? of Confronting the Faceless. NOTES team emma! Team anniez! ;D trannie ftw. FORGIVE MY ANSENCE AHHHHHH but here you are haha.
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