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Post by daniel on Feb 23, 2006 18:23:20 GMT -5
"Actually... No, for half the time I wear black contacts to cover them up." His grin was wiped clean of his face, for if there was one thing he absolutly ashamed about it indeed was his piercing blue eyes, for he believed that blue eyes belonged with people with lighter complextion, rather then a darker Port of his own. He pushed the thought to the back of his mind, as the song was just about over, and soon enough he would be back against the wall.
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Post by Benita Hendrix-London on Feb 23, 2006 18:36:41 GMT -5
"Oh Merlin!" Beni gasped with shock. "They're so pretty on you! Well, the right adjective would be handsome, but you understand where I'm going."
She let go of his neck as the song's end came near. "Why hide such an incredibly good and unique thing?" She asked with sincerity, as she knew a little bit on the uniqueness.
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Post by daniel on Feb 23, 2006 18:40:10 GMT -5
"Because I don't like blue eyes. And I don't like being unique except when it comes to pranks." He said with a shrug stuffing both hands into his suit pockets. Of course, it was reputation-wise, having light eyes in his old group meant that he was weak, and he indeed covered them up soon after being pressured into doing so. Also, Dan's eyes reminded him of his mother who had coincidently, had blue eyes too, the reason why his sister commited sucide, and he indeed didn't like that either, as his sister was his favourite member of the family, and he still hadn't been able to let him go.
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Post by Benita Hendrix-London on Feb 23, 2006 18:46:55 GMT -5
His words were somewhat hushed but harsh. Beni felt immediately shut out, but wanted to know why. "You may not like your eyes, but they're rightly yours. Have you no pride at all?" She crossed her arms, settling them below the flamboyant bow.
She didn't mean to sound so piercing, but she had little experience with hatred, only familiar to the catalysts that Dan understood.
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Post by daniel on Feb 23, 2006 18:54:33 GMT -5
"Yep no pride, hense the reason I am in not in Gryffindor." He smirked rubbing his cheeks slightly. He moaned under his breath, "Oww..." He said a bit louder with a bit of a mocking voice, "I blame you for making me smile." He smiled, but it quickly disappeared as his cheeks were hurting again. Truthfully, his cheeks weren't hurting much at all, but he was glad to find any excuse to bring him away from the topic, as he hated his eyes, will always hate his eyes, and nothing could change his thoughts.
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Post by Benita Hendrix-London on Feb 23, 2006 19:07:09 GMT -5
Beni didn't return the smile, just look at him for a while to decry his eyes. "Here, you give out such a confident aura, yet the most aesthically pleasing feature is what you ban. Thank Merlin for those dimples, or I would have left right now," she said as she let her arms fall at both sides, only letting her own hazel eyes do the smiling and travel around his face.
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Post by daniel on Feb 23, 2006 19:15:34 GMT -5
Dan looked at her puzzled, "Aesthically?" He still didn't know the language at all that well and was perplexed on the knew word. "Aura?" He didn't mention it, but he didn't like his dimples either, for they made him look younger then his true age, and he was one to prefer looking a few years older then his real age.
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Post by Benita Hendrix-London on Feb 23, 2006 19:21:55 GMT -5
Beni was just as puzzled with his confusion. Realizing that she had to give him an English lesson, she muttered, "Aesthtics-- something pertaining to looks and beauty. And aura? Erm... something about... the vibe you give off, you could say."
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Post by daniel on Feb 23, 2006 19:26:00 GMT -5
Dan nodded his head and comprehended it back into his main Irish language in his mind. He rubbed his temples with his forefingers for a few seconds before heading back slowly to the wall as the song finally finished. He said to himself, 'geez this language is strange' of course in French rather then Irish and English. He still had plently to learn about the language, and was far from perfection, even from 1/2 perfect.
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Post by Benita Hendrix-London on Feb 23, 2006 19:37:00 GMT -5
"I bet speaking Swahili would be more difficult," Beni said to him in French, which she happened to speak converssly. He probably preferred to be alone at that point, especially after her tencious habit of being a nuisance. But then what would Beni do? Stay quiet for a few pages? As if.
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Post by dan on Feb 23, 2006 19:42:40 GMT -5
" You are a princess. " Dan told her in a soft voice as she leaned close to him. He glanced around the highly decorated Great Hall and thought, ' Wow, we're still in school. Right? ' ( joking ) After he listened to Keag's reply Dan nodded and listened to the current song being at the beginning and all. " Come on, let's dance. " He said even though she had allready suggested it to him in the first place. Dan pulled gently on Keag's arm out to the dancee floor.
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Post by Jason Payne on Feb 23, 2006 19:47:33 GMT -5
Oh, Jase had a backbone all right, but not when it came to this type of stuff. The dimples were back on her face, giving her a holloween-clown like grin. Like those clown-dolls used in the bedrooms of children in horror-movies; and right now Jase felt like he was in one.
That fond gaze of Carina's was a killing stroke with a dagger. In reality, he would have preferred a Slytherin girl, defiantly not as forward and wouldn't give him a lick of her time. Yup. A Slytherin would be fine right now.
He practically flung himself behind Lianna now, clinging to the girl with a hand on either one of her shoulder's like one would to a life boat in the middle of a shark-swarmed ocean. Another position he would gladly trade places with.
His head poked from behind the Hufflepuff's shoulder. "Thats nice ... you know, you really should get those eyes checked... I think you might have a twitch there," he squeaked.
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Post by hermione7lunaroc on Feb 23, 2006 19:50:14 GMT -5
Nic warmed inside as her lips graced his cheek. She kissed him on her own. That's important. She was making progress with him and he liked that. He was proud of her. "Then I won't let you out of my sight. I'll be the only man you'll look at. Hey, can I have a kiss on the other cheek? Don't want this side to feel left out." Nic laughed as he thought about her last comment. "Word as bond or Word as B is the equivalent of I'm dead serious. No jokes, no lie." "Well then I suppose I used it right," Lily said with a happy smile. She went up on tip toes and kissed his other cheek. "There," she said. "Now your other cheek doesn't have to feel jealous. I would never want that." She laughed at how funny that sounded.
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Post by carina on Feb 23, 2006 19:57:25 GMT -5
Carina's eyes narrowed and she said overexaggerated, "The problem with you Ravenclaw's are that you aren't brave enough." She flipped her hair back again. "I mean your almost suffocating the poor girl in front of you. And you sound like a mouse." She looked back at Lianna through sorry eyes. Carina knew the last thing she would do at this dance, was indeed get Jase to the dance floor, weither he wanted to or not.
Carina's eyes unarrowed slightly, more wide-eyed if anything, "And what's wrong with my eyes. I've got 20/20 vision." She said souding a bit like an American, but with her true British accent behind it holding it strong. She straightened out the shoulders of her dress rather hurt in some way.
Carina looked around, pulled a chair and sat on it, still looking up at the two of them, dimples slowly disappearing until they were just at a point of not-existant... until she blabbed on again, making them reappear once again. "Geez, you both look like your the bait in the Collisem in Rome or something."
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Post by Keagan Gerislynn on Feb 23, 2006 20:00:16 GMT -5
Keag had anticipated Dan's response to her princess statement, but her cheekbones took on the slightest shade of pink nonetheless. Though she was aware of Dan now, and was hearing what he was saying, Keagan was still in awe at the wonderland around her and was caught slightly off guard when he tugged gently on her arm. Losing her balance, she slid the first couple feet he pulled her, but soon her coordination returned and, giggling, she matched his pace and followed him out.
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