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Post by šāšš š£š on Nov 24, 2016 21:33:40 GMT -5
OOC Field trip idea sounds good!
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Post by šššššššššššš on Nov 24, 2016 21:55:44 GMT -5
Ok, where should we have it? An aquarium? A ski trip? Maybe the museum or a concert??? T-T I have no good ideas. What about you?)
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Post by šāšš š£š on Nov 24, 2016 21:59:04 GMT -5
OOC Hmm, maybe a museum? Or a concert.
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Post by šššššššššššš on Nov 24, 2016 22:13:40 GMT -5
Ok, could you start? Choose whichever you wish.)
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Post by šāšš š£š on Nov 24, 2016 22:38:46 GMT -5
OOC Eee okay lemme just figure out which one to go with...
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Post by šššššššššššš on Nov 24, 2016 22:39:38 GMT -5
Alrighty ^^ )
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Post by šāšš š£š on Nov 24, 2016 22:54:05 GMT -5
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IC Norman stood impatiently outside the men's bathroom at the museum they were at. Ives had to go but they were buddies for this and he had to wait for Ives to finish up so they could go back to their group. He wanted to see everything at the museum, he loved this sort of stuff, but no, he had to wait for his friend to finish going to the bathroom before he could even begin to enjoy the trip.
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Post by šššššššššššš on Nov 24, 2016 22:58:39 GMT -5
Yawning, Keith walked in the front doors. He was late again. Whoops. Their teacher though had just taken roll and he managed to sneak in without her noticing his initial absence. When that was done he had taken it upon himself to make this trip interesting for himself. At the moment he was walking past the bathroom, eyes trained on a map of the area and some fun facts about the museum itself.
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Post by šāšš š£š on Nov 24, 2016 23:08:58 GMT -5
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IC Norman paused as he spotted Keith and glanced back over at the bathroom before he figured he could risk talking to his nemesis for a few minutes and trotted over. "Hey, we're supposed to use the buddy system, where's yours?" He asked skeptically, wondering if he could somehow get Keith in trouble for the lack of a buddy for the field trip, that might make Ives extended trip to the bathroom worth it.
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Post by šššššššššššš on Nov 24, 2016 23:13:09 GMT -5
Looking up from the flyer Keith scowled "Why do you care?" he placed a hand on his hip and waved he flyer "I'm just checking something out. You know, not wasting the time we have here by waiting outside the bathroom. Like some people." he pointedly looked at Norman and back at the bathroom, basically gesturing to his friend.
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Post by šāšš š£š on Nov 24, 2016 23:23:41 GMT -5
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IC "Not my fault Ives takes forever to pee, at least I have a buddy, though maybe you just don't have one because no one would care if you got lost or left behind," he said with a frown, sometimes he just said things and they were rude, though they were literally all stemmed from Norman, the poor boy being incredibly insecure...though he usually tried to hide that.
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Post by šššššššššššš on Nov 24, 2016 23:31:36 GMT -5
"Hmm you may have a point. Most people trust that I have the good sense to make it back without getting hit by a car." he shrugged and smirked. A janitor walked by and opened a closet, cutting off their conversation for a moment before he wheeled his work items in. Scowling at him Keith continued with his comment "I don't like letting people worry about me. I'm not so weak that the thought of losing someone can hurt me."
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Post by šāšš š£š on Nov 24, 2016 23:55:28 GMT -5
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IC "Look at you, so high and mighty and obnoxious," Norman drawled out. "It isn't weak, it's a strength to have people you care about, not that you would really know anything about that anyways," he said with a roll of his eyes as he glanced back at the bathroom, Ives always took too long, he was likely making sure he looked good in the mirror or something stupid like that.
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Post by šššššššššššš on Nov 24, 2016 23:58:02 GMT -5
"If you have people you care about they can be used against you." that was a lesson he learned when he was young, and it was a lesson he would not soon forget "Though I can see why someone as weak as you would need to flock to win anything in life. If you are able to stand strong on your own you'll make it through life."
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Post by šāšš š£š on Nov 25, 2016 0:13:18 GMT -5
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IC Norman rolled his eyes. "Yeah whatever you say, seems to me like you're just afraid of getting friends," he told him, folding his arms as he stubbornly looked at the bathroom door before almost giving up and going in to see what was taking Ives so dang long.
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Post by šššššššššššš on Nov 25, 2016 0:16:20 GMT -5
Keith raised an eyebrow "Leaving so soon? Ready to admit defeat?" afraid of making friends? No. He had plenty of friends. He just never invested himself enough in them to be more than a school friend.
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Post by šāšš š£š on Nov 25, 2016 0:23:57 GMT -5
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IC "No, I'm just thinking I should go make sure Ives didn't get lost or something...nobody needs to take that long in the bathroom," he explained. "Believe me, this isn't me admitting defeat, that's not something you'll ever get to see," he explained dryly, not really in the mood to be polite in the slightest, especially not to Keith, his nemesis, the Doofenshmirtz to his Perry the platypus.
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Post by šššššššššššš on Nov 25, 2016 0:27:14 GMT -5
Keith snorted and turned to leave. The janitor poked his head out of the closet and said "Oh you might want to watch out for-" his words were cut off as a kid ran past and knocked a pile of cleaning tools that were leaning against the wall. Keith was hit by two brooms, a wet mop, and in the shin with a bucket. Cursing loudly he turned and chucked his flyer at the kids running by, nailing one in the head and causing him to veer into Norman.
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Post by šāšš š£š on Nov 25, 2016 0:31:03 GMT -5
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IC Norman being the already uncoordinated guy that he was, let out a slew of curses when he got knocked into and tripped on a bucket, as he stumbled into the janitor's closet and naturally he grabbed for something to help catch his fall, which happened to be Keith at the time, which likely helped pull him into the closet too, but Norman wasn't really thinking about that, he just didn't want to fall down and get hurt.
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Post by šššššššššššš on Nov 25, 2016 0:33:55 GMT -5
"What the-" his curse was cut off as he crashed onto the ground. The janitor had run to chase the kids and left them. Keith scrambled for the door and it shut behind them, a click sounding through the area. "What were you thinking?" he snarled, pushing away from the other teen and jumping toward the door.
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Post by šāšš š£š on Nov 25, 2016 0:41:37 GMT -5
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IC Norman sort of just sat there on the ground for a minute, processing everything. The door was closed...the door was locked...the janitor might not come back for awhile...he was trapped here with Keith of all people, in this crowded, small, dark, confined place...this was...not good. Though he couldn't show his fear so instead he just brought his knees up and scooted into the back corner, hugging his knees as he looked around at the small space inside the closet.
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Post by šššššššššššš on Nov 25, 2016 0:47:22 GMT -5
Whining Keith yanked at the door. This just had to happen to him of all people. He should have just left when he had the chance before. Curse his need to argue. Finally sighing in defeat he pressed his back against the door and slid to the floor. Glaring at Norman he muttered something and pulled out his phone. No service. Oh please, this was way to cliche.
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Post by šāšš š£š on Nov 25, 2016 0:51:02 GMT -5
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IC "It's okay...the janitor will be back soon...Ives will be done in the bathroom soon...it's okay, someone will come looking," Norman reassured quietly, talking far more to himself than to Keith, in fact he was doing his best to ignore that his nemesis was even there. It wasn't working because instead he was just hyper aware that the other teen was in the closet with him.
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Post by šššššššššššš on Nov 25, 2016 0:56:01 GMT -5
"Ives will probably think you went back to the group because you were taking too long." Keith muttered. Stuffing his phone back into his pocket "Curse those kids, this wouldn't have happened if not for them." his voice was very bitter sounding and the look on his face just proved it.
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Post by šāšš š£š on Nov 25, 2016 1:14:33 GMT -5
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IC Norman glanced up at him. "Yeah, no it was their fault," he agreed. "But we're stuck now and there isn't much we can do about that now can we? So we just gotta...we just gotta wait it out, the janitor will come by soon," he stated, though once more he was more of talking to himself than actually to Keith.
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Post by šššššššššššš on Nov 25, 2016 1:18:43 GMT -5
"Waiting... isn't really my style." he said, turning and standing once again. Feeling along the walls he tried to find a light switch, to no avail. When that didn't work he got his phone out of his pocket and looked at the lock. Unfortunately it was only unlockable from the outside. Cursing loudly he kicked the door and took a step back, stumbling on a handle bar of something. Trying to keep his balance he started to fall towards the other side of the closet to where the other sat.
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Post by šāšš š£š on Nov 25, 2016 1:23:34 GMT -5
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IC "I wasn't talking to you," Norman muttered quietly and watched Keith for a minute before he realized that he was falling right over towards the short boy and Norman wasn't fast enough to move out of the way. "Ack! Get off!" He growled out as he tried to push Keith away, nope, he didn't like it when people he didn't like entered his space. People he did like was a whole different matter.
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Post by šššššššššššš on Nov 25, 2016 1:29:28 GMT -5
The struggled in the darkness for a moment before Keith could rear away. "Ewww I have Norman germs now." his voice had a more light and joking tone than his usual angry and insulting one. But he was still obviously pissed. Looking down at the other he scowled. This reminded him a lot of what happened as a kid, they would get into fights and end up with one of them winning while the other was on the ground wallowing in defeat. Speaking of when they were kids... what were they even fighting about in the first place?
(Ahh I have to go for the night. It's getting pretty late. Talk to you later!)
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Post by šāšš š£š on Nov 25, 2016 1:35:39 GMT -5
OOC Aww alright, night!
IC Norman glared up at him. "I could say the same thing, only Keith germs would be a lot worse," he spat out defensively and moved a bit further away from him. "You were the one who fell on me, big oaf," he muttered, it was always harder to keep his defenses up around or in fears of his, and it didn't help that he had to keep his defenses up around Keith anyways, but still.
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Post by šššššššššššš on Nov 25, 2016 17:40:41 GMT -5
Keith rolled his eyes "Hey, I'm not the one who started this." he still didn't remember, but whatever they had fought about must have been started by this guy. Keith prided himself on being a well put together person and he tended to make the wise choices. Starting a feud like this wasn't something he'd do... probably. He would end it though.
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