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Post by ginevra malenki on Jun 21, 2008 13:52:39 GMT -5
Ginevra was suprised Blake offered to apologuize and she turned to give her a confused look. "Why in hell would I want you to apoliguize?" she asked confused, an eyebrow raised. She then looked over to the beds where she had now jumped screamed 'ninja' and then did a front flip. She started to laughing at the sight wondering if she could still do things like that. She had always been good at flips, maybe she still was.
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Post by Alex Fendetta on Jun 21, 2008 14:07:27 GMT -5
"Blake! What the hell!? That was my Shamrock cover!" He yelled. He had a thing about caring for the Shamrock and never really knew why. "Oh Dae.....Um Vegies is Marks. Mayonaise is Topher's....Shamrock is mine and the empty one is yours." He said shrugging. "Alright. Now this is extrmely stupid and going to hurt like Hell.... But what the hell." He said shrugging and laughing. He stood on his bed and checked to make the ceiling was higher. "Alright." He jumped a bit. Alex then bent his legs and went flying backwards and landed on the floor a bit shaky. "Fine I'm fine." He said and stretched out his leg. "Oh alright I'm fine." He said and sat on the bed.
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Post by dominique blake way on Jun 21, 2008 14:08:12 GMT -5
"I don't know why I would want to apologize, I figured I was being nice! Oh, but I will say sorry for your shamrock, Alex!" Blake replied after her flips. Maybe this was why she was good on a skateboard, because she was a 'gymnist'. "I haven't done that in a little while, surprisingly," Blake added.
She turned around to see Alex jumping off the bed. "What the hell are you doing?" she asked, surprised. Even though he was getting better, she figured that he wasn't well enough to jump off a bed. "Uhmm, guys, is Topher still asleep?" she asked.
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Post by ginevra malenki on Jun 21, 2008 14:15:53 GMT -5
Ginevra turned her attention to the bed Topher had fallen asleep in and nodded. "Yes, he's out cold." she laughed looking at Alex suprised when he had finished his own little stunt. She couldn't say she wasn't expecting something like that as he was always a little stuntman doing his own thing everywhere. "Flips seem to be popular." she commented. She wanted do a flip not but she wasn't going to as she knew Blake would question her on how she could do it. Ginevra knew Blake could from being a skateboarder but she didn't know Ginevra herself was one also.
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Post by dominique blake way on Jun 21, 2008 14:25:42 GMT -5
"Out cold?" Blake asked. He was just awake a few minutes ago. "How could he have fallen asleep with all this noise?" Blake asked, surprised. "And flips are popular to the ones who can do them," she added, not trying to make a 'rude' comment towards Ginevra, which, from Blake's knowledge, could not do them, but merely stating the truth. "I didn't mean that in a rude way, though!" she added.
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Post by ginevra malenki on Jun 21, 2008 14:44:34 GMT -5
Ginevra shrugged as she had taken no offence to anything Blake had said to her but for some reason Blake kept thinking she was taking it personally. Not in the mood to explain she wasn't 'hurt' by any of what she was saying. "Flip are cool." was all she said back to her as she stared out the window again.
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Post by dominique blake way on Jun 21, 2008 14:50:30 GMT -5
Blake laughed. "Yes Ginevra, flips are cool!" she laughed. She followed Ginerva's gaze out the window, and noticed the rabid squirrel that she and Alex had come across downstairs sitting on the windowsill. "Look Alex, the squirrel's back!" she said, excited.
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Post by ginevra malenki on Jun 21, 2008 14:54:04 GMT -5
Ginevra laughed as she had just spotted the squirrel as Blake had pointed it out. It was a creepy looking animal as it looked into the dorm room at the all with it's tiny hands holding what looked to be an acorn inside of them. It's teeth we bucks and she couldn't help but laughing. "That thing is hideous! she commented.
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Post by Alex Fendetta on Jun 21, 2008 15:01:14 GMT -5
"My buddy's back!?!" Alex yelled and ran over to the window almost flipping out. He ran onto the balcony of the people next door and jumped off it and landed on a branch. "Hey buddy." He said and held out his hand and the squirrel bit into his hands and stayed on this time unlike the time before. "OW OW OW OW!" he yelled flapping his hand around. He finally got the squirrel off and jumped off the branch and raped his arms around the window pane. "HELP ME!" He yelled at the people in the room.
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Post by dominique blake way on Jun 21, 2008 15:35:55 GMT -5
Blake was laughing extremely hard at the squirrel, and, cruel as it may seem, she laughed even harder when the squirrel bit Alex - again. But when he started screaming, she stopped. "What the hell is going on?" Blake asked as the squirrel went into attack mode. Blake couldn't think of anything to do, so she searched her pockets for anything to distract the squirrel. She found a Kit Kat, which she had no idea how it had gotten in her pockets. She held out the chocolate, and the squirrel immediately ran over to where she was standing, taking the unwrapped chocolate and eating it, calming down.
"I don't think that was the best thing to give him," Blake said, thinking about how chocolate makes most people hyper.
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Post by Alex Fendetta on Jun 21, 2008 15:55:13 GMT -5
"Help me in the room! Dang it I wanted that Kit Kat." He said saddly holding his head down. He slipped again on the window. "I could use some help!" He yelled. "This is going to take a long time." He muttered. His head started bobbing as he ran over a song in his head. He started headbanging and people below where looking at him curiouslly.
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Post by dominique blake way on Jun 22, 2008 3:22:22 GMT -5
"Oh, jeeze, you wanted that?" Blake said sarcastically. "I'm sorry, I should have kept that for you!" She wondered what he was doing while he appeared to be headbanging. Obviously he lost his train of thoughts rather quickly, as he seemed to have forgotten that he was hanging off a windowsill. "Well, how exactly do you want us to help?" she asked, standing at the window, body half out of it already. She held her hand out for him to grab so she could pull him in, wondering what to do, and if this was the right thing to do. Alex clearly got himself into weird situations like these often, yet Blake still never did know how to help him fix them.
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Post by ginevra malenki on Jun 22, 2008 17:28:57 GMT -5
Ginevra was almost on the ground, laughing as hard as she could. She'd never seen a more demented, vicious squrriel in her life. Once hearing Alex scream, though, she had stopped laughing just like Blake had. She looked at the Kit Kat and remembered she also had one. they had gotten one earlier that day. She took hers out of her pocket and chucked it at Alex, "Have mine." she told him shrugging simply. She didn't really want it and it was better then hearing complaining about the chocolate.
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Post by Alex Fendetta on Jun 22, 2008 17:58:55 GMT -5
Alex let go of the window and started falling. He grabbed the Kit Kat and landed on a branch. "OW!" He yelled as his back hit the branch. He crawled back and sat with his back againist the tree and pulled out one of the Kit Kat bars. He ate it slowly savoring the Kit Kat. "WOW!" He yelled and walked over to the end of the branch. "Crap....." He said thinking how he was going to get back in there.
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Post by dominique blake way on Jun 22, 2008 18:09:27 GMT -5
Blake retracted her arm that she was holding out in case Alex felt the need to get out of the tree. Clearly he was already out of his tree, though, as he ignored the fact he was sitting on a flimsy branch so he could eat the chocolate. "Alex, you're insane, you know that?" Blake told him, laughing at his expression as he ate the chocolate. She couldn't help but want to go climb around the tree with him, it was just her natural childish instinct. "I offer no more suggestions on how to get out, though, unless you want to jump." Blake's eyes widened and she covered her mouth. Knowing Alex, he would take that advice and jump from the tree and break his legs or something, and it would be her fault. "I take it back, I take it back, don't jump!" she cried.
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