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Post by nikko on Aug 15, 2011 23:12:11 GMT -6
   Oddities were always interesting and in his opinion, which really was the only one that held much merit with him, expect for a few choice others, interesting made for awesome. So really all Charlie had done was confirm what he had said about himself, just in a really round about way. “Like I said.” He reminded chuckling lightly at her only helping his horrid monster of an ego. Nikko was the cocky sort, he was happy with the person that he was and that contentedness cover often spill over into the realm of conceitedness. It didn’t bother him any though so figured that was all that mattered. Nikko, seeing that he viewed everything in black and white, so to speak, was a bit egotistical to, in the sense that if he saw something one way then it had to be true. At the least it did hold truth, even if it wasn’t completely true, but with differences of opinions nothing could be indisputable, nothing was absolute, so he figured he was square.
Watching Charlie go up ahead of him only to turn and walk backward he was a bit nervous about that, his free hand, the one that wasn’t still toting around Fritz, poised and ready to reach out and grab her whenever she looked like she was about to trip backward. “Way to put the pressure on me.” Nikko rolled his eyes giving her a pert grin. “But I am terrified of the dreaded munchkin, might go all lollipop guild on me and give me a good kick to the shin.” He shuddered exaggeratedly, clearly teasing her.
“Ah, honesty. Not in my vocab, dolly.” It was of course, and amongst all his flippancy Nikko didn’t ignore honesty completely but after a moment Nikko wiped away all that bluster to give Charlie a moment of seriousness, just to show that he would do as she asked. Nikko was definitely thrown by her question. It seemed to have come way out of left field, but in retrospect maybe not so much. All those awkward moments that Nikko hadn’t paid any mind to… “Of course I do. You’re a real cherry Chaz, hot to trot, and that’s the word from the bird.” His idioms were making themselves known. [/blockquote]  [/center] Word Count: 367
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Post by demi on Aug 26, 2011 20:59:46 GMT -6
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] 'Cause I know there's someone somewhere.... The Words: too lazy to count The Outfit: here The Notes this sucks. BOO. “But I am terrified of the dreaded munchkin, might go all lollipop guild on me and give me a good kick to the shin.” Charlie had to crack a smile at that one. Despite the somewhat mean joke, she still couldn’t help but laugh. She listened intently as Nikko spoke, soaking up his odd idioms. Well…. She wasn’t sure how to take his interesting sayings, but she knew they were positive. And when was the last time he had called her Chaz? God, she hadn’t heard it in forever. And it was great to be able to be so open with him now. They had so much lost time to catch up on. “Thanks… I think.” she laughed quietly. “You know… I haven’t heard you say Chaz since we were… what… seven?” she cracked a soft smile. “It’s nice.”
Walking backwards was a bit daunting, and Charlie kept glancing behind her subconsciously, slightly afraid of falling. She looked back up at Nikko, finding she didn’t have to crane her neck as much from this particular angle. “Crap, I feel that familiar itch again.” She stopped suddenly. That odd feeling was always the beginning of her tourette’s. “Hic!” she put her had to her throat. Hiccups? She hadn’t had that certain tic in… years. It was odd that it popped up now.
She made a face as it came to a stop. “ Well, now we know I can hold a hiccup for a few minutes,”she joked lamely. “Wonder what else my tics do. Merlin knows there’s more out there. It’s never going to end anyway.” So much for trying to stay positive. She shot Nikko a small smile, hoping he didn’t notice too much. She didn’t like being negative. |
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Post by nikko on Aug 27, 2011 20:24:24 GMT -6
”Oh you’re most welcome.” That cheeky smile was bright on his lips once again. He had been teasing her a little bit but it hadn’t been meant as mean or anything like that. It was just typical Nikko, which was exactly why Nikko had never understood why Charlie had gotten so bent out of shape. That was in the past though and since Charlie was back to her old self, having forgave him, or so it seemed, and all, there was no reason to harp on it. Live and let live, or something like that right? “I like it though. It’s spunky and fun, and that fits you, at least I think it does. Has it really been that long though?” Nine years for not using that nickname. It was damn near an abomination for being neglected so long.
As Charlie started to hiccup, as was his usual, Nikko waited patiently, stopping in his tracks to allow the moment to pass. He wasn’t a naturally patient person but when it came to Charlie he had more endurance than he would have ever thought possible. There was something about her that made him be a little milder with his antics. He was mellower, he supposed, her presence relaxing him. For someone that had a tendency to fidget and keeping himself busy it was quite the rarity.
“That’s more than I can say for myself. I go blue in the face trying to hold my breath to make the hiccups go away but the moment I have to breath again I’m right back to it. Maybe I shouldn’t hit the Champagne so hard, huh?” Nikko laughed. He didn’t drink Champagne in the first place it was a little too snooty for his tastes. “Did you know it is physically impossible for a conscious person to kill themselves holding their breath- you always breathe in. Crazy huh?” Shaking his head he tried to imagine someone doing that and it only made him laugh again. “Seriously, just picture that a second.”
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Post by demi on Aug 31, 2011 16:14:17 GMT -6
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] Words can never make me stay The Words: 388 The Outfit: goes here The Notes go here “Oh you’re most welcome.” Charlie smiled softly, shaking her head in amusement. Being with Nikko just for the last ten or fifteen minutes had already brightened her day exponentially, and she was happy about it. Who wouldn’t be? He seemed to attract laughter like a magnet.
“I like it though. It’s spunky and fun, and that fits you, at least I think it does. Has it really been that long though?”
She grinned. “I like it too, and I agree with you on that one. I believe it has been, sadly. But that’s okay, we’re making up for lost time now, right?”
After her hiccups subsided, Nikko spoke up once more.
“That’s more than I can say for myself. I got blue in the face trying to hold my breath to make the hiccups go away but the moment I have to breath again I’m right back to it. Maybe I shouldn’t hit the Champagne so hard, huh?”
Charlie raised an eyebrow and wagged a finger at him like a schoolteacher would do. “Shame on you, underage drinking! Looks like I’m either going to have to take it away, or just join you!” Charlie giggled at the last part. She didn’t drink; the taste wasn’t one she liked, but then again… she would try something new if she wanted to.
“Did you know it is physically impossible for a conscious person to kill themselves holding their breath- you always breathe in. Crazy huh?”
Charlie looked at him slightly puzzled. “That’s very comforting. Now I know you can’t kill yourself by holding your breath. Then again, you’re so talkative, I highly doubt you can be quiet.” She joked.
She smiled as Nikko broke into laughter, and spoke the password to get into the Hufflepuff common room. Odd how they had ended up there so quickly… Then again, times flies when one has fun.
“Seriously, just picture that a second.” Charlie really didn’t want to; she didn’t like death, let along picturing someone die, so she simply smiled and nodded, faking it for the moment. Flopping herself into an oversized chair, she let out a whoosh of air.
“Ah, so comfy.” She scooted over, patting the small space next to her. “Come join me?” she smiled lightly at Nikko, fidgeting ever so slightly as she tried to get comfortable.
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Post by nikko on Sept 2, 2011 3:02:26 GMT -6
Nikko nodded his confirmation. They would have plenty of time to make up for what they had missed over the years and he didn’t have any problem with cramming as much as he could into their time now. He hadn’t changed much since they had stopped being friends. Nikko had gotten taller, he’d grown physically, somewhat matured, though his personality had only gotten less outrageous in small degrees. Basically he was still the same, hyperactive, flippant, oddball that he had always been with a knack for making people laugh and a very bold flirtatious side. Nothing
about Nikko was tamed- it was all chaos bouncing about inside of him and most of it had no problem spilling out onto those around him. Everything was a joke with him and the word serious was intentionally neglected in his vocabulary. Catching up on her end would be easy. He was still just Nikko.
His face dropped into that playful leering that he had perfected when he was probably about five years old. Mischief was obvious in it. “What no spanking option for my wayward ways?” The thought amused him really. She was so tiny in comparison to him that the image that formed in his mind of it, her bending him over her knee like you would a naughty child and giving him a good whooping was down right comical. “You’re right I probably couldn’t be quiet long enough but I’ve got a lot to say- even if it isn’t profound still needs to get out there, you know?”
Watching Charlie take a seat Nikko had just about sat down in the chair next to her when she patted the slender spot left for him to occupy. He figured what the hell, and squeezed himself in, hitching his brows. “Cozy.” He commented in a overly baritone voice, it sounded far more sexual than intended but Nikko didn’t regret it in the least. What did he care, right? Snapping back to normal, at least normal for him, he slung his arm over the back of the chair so that she didn’t have him pinned. “So what’s new with you then? We can start small if you would rather… any deep dark secrets you want to tell me about?” He was aware that wasn’t small, but alas. [/blockquote] [/center] Word Count: 383
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