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Post by GREYtheFLAILER on Dec 1, 2009 19:02:08 GMT -5
Fransisca Alazne
Fransisca led Jacob into the large building, waving as she passed the man as the desk. She slowed, aiting for Jacob to be at her side, so she could grasp his hand lightly. She let her fingers entwine between his, and smiled warmly, befor eleading him to an elevator and pushing the ^ button. Fransisca waited, and when it opened she walked in carefull, and pressed the number three. The dorr closed, and corny music played as they made their ways up the floors. She giggled a little, it really was hilarios music, tthen walked out, and to the end of the hall. Finally, she took out a key and unlocked the second last room, openeing it to a cazy entrance with hardwood flooring and boxes of all shapes and sizes leading into the kitchen. She took off her shoes, and led him into the living room, the only furninture down was the larger stuff such as couches. She looked up at him sheepishly. It really was somethign to be imbarrased of.
"Yeah...."
She said, a funny smile on her face.
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Post by Silverheart on Dec 1, 2009 19:29:37 GMT -5
Jacob took off his shoes and followed Fransisca. "It's not bad," he said, looking around. "Actually, it's better than my house," he said, chuckling. It actually was better than his house. At his house, boxes were scattered everywhere. Some open and some closed.
"So what are we going to unpack first?" he asked, looking at the labled boxes. He read 'fragile', 'bedroom', and 'clothes' on alot of the boxes. He didn't want to start going through them, because that would be rude and their might be something personal. He turned back to Fransisca, waiting for her answer.
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Post by GREYtheFLAILER on Dec 1, 2009 19:37:10 GMT -5
Fransisca Alazne
Fransisca smiled up at him as he looked towards the boxes. Mabe she should help him unpack come of his stuff too.
"Well, I can do the clothes.. So Do you think you could take some of the boxes that have bedroom on them into the master bedroom?"
She asked, picking up a few smaller oxes, but that was enough to starin her a bit. She carried them into the bare bedroom, she was glad to start here. She woudl have the paintings up and comforters on the bed soon enough.
"Thanks again."
She said, polppoing the boxes down on the floor with a sigh.
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Post by Silverheart on Dec 2, 2009 19:00:42 GMT -5
Jacob picked up two of the medium sized boxes and followed Frasisca to the bedroom. He set them lightly on the ground. "It's not a problem. I'd rather be here with you than at my house," he said.
He then left the room, goiong back and bringing in a few more boxes. He took something out of his pocket. He flipped the thing open. "Here, open the boxes with my pocket knife. Be careful, though. I just sharpened it," he said, flashing her a smile. The pocket knife wasn't big, but it wasn't small either. It had a forest on it, with wolves. He then went back to get more boxes.
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Post by GREYtheFLAILER on Dec 2, 2009 19:40:24 GMT -5
Fransisca Alazne
Fransisca smiled happily, and took the knife with care. She htne split the [box tops open. She sliced threw a ftew, removing paintings and blankets, and some smaller glass things to place on dressers and such. She took out a few frames, smiled a little, before placing them on a shelf. Fransisca then opened another, and took out her bedding, which didn't take her long to put on her bed. After her bed had been mmade, he sighed happily, placing her hands on her hips. She then returned to tthe boxes. One contianed a really large apinting, and she palced it on the wall, where a nail already resided. As she went to open a larger box, the blad sliced a little into her finger as she tried to pll it away from her. Fransisca let go, holding her finger.
"Frick.."
She muttered, taking the knife to the kitchen sink, holding her index finger in her hand. She ran in under cool water, the knife's blade, then her finger.
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Post by Silverheart on Dec 2, 2009 19:53:42 GMT -5
Jacob looked in the kitchen when he heard running water. He had a large box in his arms. He sety the box down when he saw her bleeding. He walked in. "You cut yourself, huh?" he asked, coming up next to her. He took the knife and flipped it back close before he put it on the counter.
"Are you okay?" he asked, looking at her finger. It wasn't that deep, but it still looked like it hurt. He wondered if she had anything to clean it up and to wrap it up in before it got infected. He blinked, exaimaning her finger. "It's not deep, but you'll need to cover it up before it gets infected," he said.
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Post by GREYtheFLAILER on Dec 2, 2009 20:03:14 GMT -5
Fransisca Alazne
Fransisca smiled sheepilshy towards Jacob.
"Yeah, I'm fine. It doesn't really hurt."
She said, continuing to run her bleeding finger under the cold water from the tap. She nodded once he asked her.
"Yeah, I have some band-aids in the washroom."
SHe said, smilling before walking quickly into the small washroom. She pulled open a cup-board and took out a box of band-aids. She took one out and placed it on her fingure. SHe thne realised it was a childs colorful one.
"Ah, I guess I could make a fashon statement."
She said laughing softly and holding out her hand ass if she had a ring on her finger to look at.
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Post by Silverheart on Dec 2, 2009 20:24:08 GMT -5
Jacob chuckled. "I don't know. Scooby Doo might've been a better choice or maybe even Hello Kitty, since you're a girl," he said jokingly. "So do you want to keep unpacking or take a break?" he asked, looking at her again. He had his hoodie off again. It was laying on the couch. He was sweating a bit from lifting the boxes. If she wanted to keep unpacking, he didn't mind. He wasn't tired at all. He was used to carrying heavy stuff from lifting weights for football practice. He gave a small smile, waiting for her answer.
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Post by GREYtheFLAILER on Dec 2, 2009 20:28:24 GMT -5
Franisisca Alazne
Franissca laughed softly as he joked.
"You don't think spongebob coudl be girly?"
She said, laughing some more. Then she tilted her head thinking of his question.
"Yeah, we can take a break. My whole room is almost done."
She said with a grin.
"So, would you like a glass of pop, water, anything? Mbae some food? You can help yourself."
SHe said, lookign in the fridge for something. She then grabbed a water bottle and un-did the lid, tipping the bottle so the water slid into her mouth. Franisa sighed happily. SHe then turned to face Jacob again.
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Post by Silverheart on Dec 3, 2009 19:34:11 GMT -5
"Spongebob, huh? Yeah, that can be girly," Jacob said, leaning against the counter. He looked around the kitchen. It wasn't too big or too small. Nice, counters and enough room for a few people to walk through at the same time. He looked back at her when she asked him if he wanted something to eat or drink.
"No thanks, I'm good," he said, giving a slight smile. "You have a nice apartment, better than the ones I've been in before," he added, smiling. Of course, this was a bit newer than the ones he has been in.
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Post by GREYtheFLAILER on Dec 12, 2009 15:55:55 GMT -5
Fransisca Alazne
Frasisca smiled and nodded whne he gently turned down a snack. She walked around the bar and opened the fridge, grabbing some chopped fruit. After throwing into the blender, she hit the 'On' button, and cringed when it blended loudly. After it was done, she took the smoothie out, took out a glass and poured some of the drink into the glass.
"One thing I hate about blenders."
She said, smiling up at him.
"You sure you don't want any?"
SHe asked, taking a tiny sip of her glass. Fransisca then poured the smoothie into a juice container, and put it into the fridge, before placing the blender into the sink.
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Post by Silverheart on Dec 12, 2009 16:04:16 GMT -5
Jacob nodded in agreement. He hated that about blenders too. "No thanks, I'm fine," he said. He looked at the watch around his wrist. It was getting late, but he still didn't want to leave. He liked it here better than his own house, but he knew he would have to leave tonight.
"So, what do you know about wolves?" he asked, remembering that they both liked wolves. His eyes met hers and then he forced himself to look away, so he could breath. His heart pounded everytime he looked at her, but he was still scared to admit that.
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Post by GREYtheFLAILER on Dec 12, 2009 16:20:44 GMT -5
Fransisca Alazne
Franisisca smiled, and finished tidying up.
"Well, I'v studied then quite alot acctually, so I guess you codl say I know a fare bit about them. But, I have heard some stories coming from here, about bonds.. with wolves. Do you believe in them?"
She asked, her cheeks flushing slightly when he looked towards her, and looked away. She moved to his side, and sipped the smoothie. Fransisca Alzne looked outside, and noticed it was almost dark, wow time does fly. She wondered if these bonds peoeple spoke of where true. If they where, she would really love this place.
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Post by Silverheart on Dec 12, 2009 17:31:27 GMT -5
"Oh, you've heard about those already?" Jacob asked, smiling. "I don't know if they're real, but I want to find out. I'm planning on going camping next weekend to find the wolves. If you want, you can come," he offered, running his hand through his black hair. He wasn't sure if he just asked her on a date or just to hang out as friends. He awaited her answer, but was also thinking about where the wolves could be. He's been near the beach and in plenty of other places. His dark eyes seemed to cloud over in thought.
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Post by GREYtheFLAILER on Dec 12, 2009 20:41:10 GMT -5
Fransisca Alazne
Fransisca smiled when he spoke. But she too, couldn't really tell whether it was just as friends or more.
"I'd love to come. I think looking for wolves woudl be fun."
She said, loads of thoughts comign into her mind.
"Next weekend you say? Hmm.. That would be awesome, I will need to visit the store to pick up some supplies."
SHe siad, walking over to the fridge and writing 'capming stuff,' down on the paper. She was so exited! Thsi woudl be fun, and Fransisca got exited agian, by just thinking about it.
"Thanks, that will be really fun."
SHe said, walking around the bar to go to side so she could look up at him. She bit her lip a little nervously.
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