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Post by Deleted on Sept 29, 2012 15:21:22 GMT -8
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:500px;,bTable][classy=header]--if you haunt me, then i'll sing for you.[/classy][classy=icon][/classy][classy=text]Today had been a very calm day so far. Well, at least that’s what Nemi could say about it.
Her day had started off really well seeing as all her students came right on time for every lesson and she didn't have to scold them for not practicing. Then her coworker had gotten her some lunch since she didn't have a chance to get it herself due to her schedule. On top of that, she had managed to get the rest of the day off to do whatever she wanted since the store was closing up early for the day. Really, it was more like an ideal good day than just a calm one.
Wandering around in the mall, her indigo eyes glanced at the colorful and different displays behind crystal clear windows. Despite it being the middle of the afternoon, the place was buzzing with people going to and fro. Most people would get dizzy with all that commotion that was going on, but Nemi saw it as an opportunity to see what she could learn about the world around her. It was rather typical of her to observe others in a quiet public area; why not take in the sights of the mall. Besides, she was still new to Los Angeles and she wanted to do some exploring on her own.
However, before she could possibly set off to explore, the dark-maned femme was brought to an abrupt halt when her stomach started growling. Oh... Well, I did skip out on breakfast today to get in early at work, she reminded herself, sheepishly smiling at her own silliness. "Seems like I'm going to have to get something to eat," Nemi hummed, walking around in search of the food court. There had to be one around there somewhere.
After what seemed like an eternity, Nemesis finally found exactly what she searching for: the food court. Her stomach was nearly begging to be filled with food as she passed by each stand, curiously looking at what was being sold. Her mouth was watering the moment she got to the Chinese food area, so she immediately stood in line and bought some food. Of course, the one thing she was absolutely craving was an egg roll, so without thinking about it twice, she bought one and settled in a table by a window before she started nibbling on her rice and noodles.
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DATE: 4/4/12 TIME: 1 p.m.-ish WEATHER: humid and breezy (outside) [/classy] [/classy][classy=notes1]
WORDS 000. [/classy] [classy=notes2]
TAGS jonathan. [/classy] [classy=notes3]
NOTES merp merp [/classy][STYLE=width:300px;font-family:kartika; font-size:10px; text-align:center]LAIKA OF BTN![/style]
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MINI INFO - D.O.B.: May 7th, 1985
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Post by JONATHAN KENDRICK on Oct 1, 2012 1:19:51 GMT -8
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TAGS Nemi
NOTES I'm sorry, John muse makes it so that he is just off in his own little world, I know I don't give you much to work with. Next time.
❝ T he mall was a place where a limitless amount of information and entertainment could be found. Here he came searching for something, anything that called to him in a creative way. Jonathan liked to take what he learned from the world and make it into a story with his art. Violin or paint it did not matter, Jonathan found joy in using the talents he had to open up the minds of those around him. Today he carried his trusty Violin in the worn case that it called home.
His choice of style today was for once rather simple. With a pair of black dress pants and a blue button down shirt Jonathan counted himself as looking fancy. Of course he had done higher forms of classy but that was only when he had to. The guy really was not into dressing to impress, but he had to admit how much he really liked his dress pants. In fact if Jonathan had to pick between dress pants or jeans he would pick the pants, though a good pair of shorts could really change his mind.
The only problem with these pants is that they had no pockets, or better yet they only had fake pockets. What were fake pockets? Well they were these things that make the pants looked like they had pockets, but in fact where the hole should be there would only be a sewed line. Jonathan really did not mind the missing pockets since he never really carried much to begin with. He had no cell phone and hardly ever carried a wallet. All he really ever needed was his Violin and a little cash.
So where would he put his money? Why in his shirt pocket of course, sure it was small but a few bills should stay in place, right? He spent most of the day walking around, staring in a window here and there. That was until strange feeling decided to awaken in his stomach, a feeling he was all too familiar with. It was the smell of food that caused it, he was so close to the food court by this point that he could not help but wander over. The lines were not super long, but not really short either. He spent the good time of 30 minutes before finally picking a place to eat. The Chinese food stand was what he picked in the end. He did not want much, just a egg roll or so too keep him happy.
He waited on the line debating what he should get before finally being asked for his order. Once he asked for the egg roll he managed to realize that his mouth was watering for the long waited food. With the egg roll now in reach he dipped his fingers into his shirt pocket to get his money, but then paused. Wait a moment... where was those few bills he was saving? A few pats here and a few pats there and he came to the understand that his money was now gone. He looked defeated at the lady at the counter and watched as he took his dream egg roll away. He couldn't help but release a whimper from his lips as it came to his understanding that the love of his life, that wonderful warn egg roll, was not gone forever.
Feeling as if all hope was lost he walked over to the near by tables thinking that if he could sit down for a minute his hunger might just go away. He made it to a chair and looked at it, should he? But wait, in the corner of his eye he spotted her. The most beautiful thing he had ever seem, so warm and so very inviting. His dreams had came true as he stepped closer and closer, and by the time he was at her table he knew her name. Ms. Amor, the most mouth watering egg roll ever. Yet they were not meant to be, because she had another that had eyes only for her. So he would stay back and watch his love be taken by someone else.
Never did he notice that he was leaning on his knees, or that his chin rested on the table, or that his hands were gripping the sides. No, it never ever crossed him to stay hello to the woman who had claim over the egg roll. All he could do was look at the roll as he let out of small whimper in his need for food.
❞ Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice. |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 1, 2012 6:21:23 GMT -8
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:500px;,bTable][classy=header]--if you haunt me, then i'll sing for you.[/classy][classy=icon][/classy][classy=text]After a few bites of her rice and noodles, Nemesis had decided that this was the very best Chinese food that she had ever had since her time in Los Angeles. Then again, she hadn’t been here very long and she was hungry, so perhaps her hunger was clouding her judgment on how good the food really was. For all she knew, it could taste absolutely horrible and it only tasted like the most delicious thing on earth right now because of her lack of food throughout the day. Perhaps I should buy some food for Nate before I leave the mall today, she pondered, taking another bite of her rice.
Just as she was about to grab her eggroll and eat it, she caught something in the corner of her eye. Well, more like someone really. There was a man at the edge of the table and he was currently eyeing her eggroll. He kind of looked like a kicked puppy in her opinion with the way he currently looked. She knew should’ve been freaked out or something like that, but the way he was staring at the eggroll… Well, it looked like it was the love of his life or something along those lines.
The very selfish part of her was ranting about how she wasn’t going to give him her food; she had paid for it after all! Besides, she really wanted that eggroll. And to top it off, Nemi’s logical side quickly started urging her to tell him to get away or to just get up and leave, but then he whimpered. If there was one thing in the world that the indigo-eyed woman couldn’t possibly resist, it was a whimpering puppy dog pout.
Without so much as thinking about it twice, she smiled at the man before grabbing the eggroll and handing it over to him wrapped in a napkin. “Here. You can have it if you want,” she hummed gently. Hopefully he didn’t misinterpret her actions as pity; that was just something she didn’t do. Really, she just wanted to help him out some. Besides, it’s not like she minded giving food away so long as it wasn’t being wasted needlessly.
Upon taking in the man’s entire image, she finally took notice of the case on the man’s back. I wonder what he plays… Maybe the violin or viola? Nemi questioned mentally, her eyes never leaving the man. Then he was dressed fairly nicely, fitting of someone with a decent amount of money. But the way he looked… It just didn’t sit right with her. He looked a bit down on his luck if anything.
“Ah, what do you play?” the ebony-maned female asked, the smile never leaving her face as she spoke to him, a finger pointing at the case. Perhaps getting to know him a bit would help her understand why he was staring at her eggroll with such want and love. And even if it didn’t, at least she met another musician for the first time in Los Angeles that she could perhaps talk to.[/classy][classy=notes1]
WORDS 000. [/classy] [classy=notes2]
TAGS jonathan. [/classy] [classy=notes3]
NOTES nemi muse made me post this quickly XD [/classy][STYLE=width:300px;font-family:kartika; font-size:10px; text-align:center]LAIKA OF BTN![/style]
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JONATHAN KENDRICK
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Posts: 27
MINI INFO - GENDER: Male
MINI INFO - D.O.B.: May 7th, 1985
MINI INFO - OCCUPATION: Concert Performer
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Post by JONATHAN KENDRICK on Oct 3, 2012 11:57:55 GMT -8
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TAGS Nemi
NOTES Internet died last night, sorry for the wait.
❝ N o attention was given to the women by Jonathan, oh no, he was just way to busy in his own little world. He couldn't help but imagine just how lovely that egg roll would taste. How warm and caring she would be to his lips, and how tasty she would be as he ate her and trapped her within his belly. Jonathan mouth watered and he let out one final whimper before he lifted his head up and tilted it to one side. He pointed at himself with one finger as if to ask 'Who me?' and then swung over the take a seat beside her. He held the egg roll in his hand and could feel the stars aline as all his hope and dreams came true. This was by far the best thing to happen today.
His hungry catching up to him he could not help but take one nice big bite. That one bite was gone before he knew it, down to his belly where it would give him the energy he would need to carry on. Yet it did not go down without a fight, Jonathan was left hitting his chest as he helped his food move down. Saved from the chance of chocking, he heard her question and perked up. What this women interesting in music? Well that would nice, not only did he get to find food, but now he had someone to chat with as well. He placed his half eaten egg roll on the table and reached around for his case.
Sliding it off his shoulder he gently plopped the case on the table before him and opened it up. "Violin, it is what I'm best at. Though I am good with a guitar and am learning the Piano." Needless to say that it was self taught on a very small keyboard, but it was something. He gobbled up the rest of the egg roll and sighed in peace. Oh food, why did you taste so wonderful? He had that feeling of wanting more, but also knew that one would be enough till he walked back to his truck.
At least at his truck he had some snacks waiting for him, some chip and a few bags of crackers. Really it was all he needed, food was food and he was never really picky. With a smile on his face he turned to her and spoke. "You are a real life saver, thank you for the food. I promise to pay you back when I can. The names Jonathan, and you are? I'd love to know the name of my hero." Anyone could hear the gratefulness and gratitude in his voice. He was really happy and would probably show it for the rest of the day.
❞ Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice. |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2012 19:53:32 GMT -8
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:500px;,bTable][classy=header]--if you haunt me, then i'll sing for you.[/classy][classy=icon][/classy][classy=text]Nemi hadn't really expected the blonde man to sit in the chair beside her, but it wasn't necessarily uncomfortable. In fact, she just couldn't help but smile at how he devoured half of the eggroll after she gave it to him. So he really was hungry... I wonder why he hasn't eaten, she quietly questioned to herself as she kept her indigo gaze on him, observing as he placed the case on the table. An awestruck sigh passed her lips when her eyes landed on the beautiful wood instrument, resting the urge to touch the violin by clasping her hands together.
The fact that the man, Jonathan as he said, just had this joyous feeling rolling off of him in waves made Nemi smile all the more at him. The ebony-haired femme was downright giddy knowing another musician; knowing one that was so sweet and polite made her even giddier. And the fact that he was learning how to play piano... Well, she felt like perhaps she could show him a thing or two if he ever really needed any help. He could probably stop by the store and I could give him a quick lesson, she chirped mentally as she held out a hand.
"Nice to meet you, Jonathan. My name is Nemesis, but please call me Nemi for short," the female hummed, completely forgetting about the food she was nibbling at a few moments ago. "And I'm no hero. I gave you the eggroll because I wanted to so you really don't have to pay me back for it," she paused, tilting her head to the side while a small but warm smile decorated her lips. "And you play quite a few instruments there. I was always fascinated by the violin, but my primary instruments are piano and voice. I do know how to play guitar and percussion though."
Momentarily staring out the window, she briefly wondered if it would be out of line to offer him some tips on the piano. It's not as if I'm doing anything wrong, she thought, turning her attention back to him. However, there was something nagging at the back of her head that suggested that a certain someone wouldn't appreciate her spending time with another male. She felt like smiling at the thought of him, but kept her facial expression calm. "So, what are you doing around here running around in the mall with your violin?"[/classy][classy=notes1]
WORDS 000. [/classy] [classy=notes2]
TAGS jonathan. [/classy] [classy=notes3]
NOTES i don't even XD [/classy][STYLE=width:300px;font-family:kartika; font-size:10px; text-align:center]LAIKA OF BTN![/style]
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JONATHAN KENDRICK
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MUSICIAN
Posts: 27
MINI INFO - GENDER: Male
MINI INFO - D.O.B.: May 7th, 1985
MINI INFO - OCCUPATION: Concert Performer
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Post by JONATHAN KENDRICK on Oct 7, 2012 21:42:45 GMT -8
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TAGS Nemi
NOTES I really wanted to see what kind of reaction she would have XD.
❝ J onathan nodded as he tapped his head, making a point that he would remember her name from then on. The guy was pretty good with names, he didn't like messing up a name of someone he would like to make a friend out of. " Nemesis, Nemi, Got it." He shook his head from side to side, there was no way he could just forget her kindness.
Jonathan knew how the world worked, it was really a rare thing for someone to be so kind as to give up some of their food for a stranger. Nope, he had made up his mind, maybe not today, but soon he would pay her back. Maybe he had a painting of his he could sell for a few bucks? After all he needed so extra money now that he had lost what little money he had. Luck was still on his side though, his truck was good when it came to gas. See now that was a good thing to look forward to, he had been smart enough to full up the tank before coming to the mall.
Food was taken care of now too, he wouldn't be hungry again for a few hours, that means he had time to find any lose change in his car. Oh snacks! John was sure that he still had a bag of chips somewhere in his car, oh and a bottle of water. Yep, everything would be just fine, he was fine for the next day or so. Plenty of time to find a way to make some money. Sadly it wouldn't have been the first time Jonathan had ran out of money. One he spent a week he lived off water from a water fountain and 5 cups of raman. He had been smart and cut four in half and the last one in... 6 pieces? Yea that had been an interesting week. The following week he had made it up with a steak dinner.
Speaking of food Jonathan looked down to see the piece of egg roll that was left. Well that would have to be fixed, he picked up the egg roll and went munch, munch, munch on it. Then he turned his attention back to Nemi. That was a very good question, why was he at the mall? "Just looking around really..." Then it hit him... did he come to buy something? Oh yes at the hobby store those soft paint brushes that he had already paid for..wait. "Oh no! I completely forgot I had bought these paint brushes and then..."
What did happen? He had been at the counter, paid.. then started talking with a old friend, someone he had went to school with. Then they walked out, parted ways... where did that shopping bag go? Was it still at the store. "Oh, I think I left the stuff I bought today back at that hobby store." He looked panicked as he stood up from his seat and waved to Nemi. "I have to go! It was nice meeting you!" He ran off in the direction of that hobby store, once again forgetting something. His violin sat on the table forgotten by it's owner. Would Nemi be kind enough to chase after him, or wait for his return?
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Meanwhile, Jonathan ran at full speed up some stairs and then down one of the many halls of the mall. Once at the hobby store he rushed to the counter. "Miss I was here a little ago and.. OH thank you!" The lady had been waiting for him to return, not sure if he would she had placed what he bought in the back. He nodded at being told to just wait for a moment while she went to get his bag. With his heart racing he was still to distracted to remember his lonely violin.
❞ Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice. |
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:500px;,bTable][classy=header]--if you haunt me, then i'll sing for you.[/classy][classy=icon][/classy][classy=text]The black-haired woman couldn't help but stare at the spot Jonathan had been in only seconds ago. All she had really caught from his blathering was that he had forgotten something in the hobby store. She felt like giggling at his adorableness; had he really gone off running like a madman just to go back and get something he had forgotten? Well, if it means something to you, of course you would, she mentally reminded herself, letting out a sigh. That's when she noticed something.
The blonde had forgotten his violin on the table.
Indigo eyes widened considerably at the finding, making her turn her head in the direction he had gone. How was it possible that he had forgotten something so important like his instrument? She would never dream of doing something like that; she was sure she'd have a heart attack if she did.
"He should come back for it, right? I'm sure he isn't going to leave the mall without it. I'll just wait here until he gets back," Nemi decides, turning her gaze back at the window. However, the words aloud had bothered her considerably. What if he really did forget all about it since he was so focused on getting back the item he bought? He'd probably be panicking the minute he found out he had carelessly forgotten it. On top of that, she felt bad for just waiting around doing nothing. He seemed like a kind soul, didn't he?
Standing up from her seat, she closed the violin case and gingerly placed it on her back before cleaning up the table and running off to find the man. Hopefully she would be able to find him before he left the hobby store. Now that she thought about it... Where the hell was the store anyways?
A groan left her lips as the femme wandered around aimlessly, looking for a particular blonde-haired man. "I hope I can find him soon. I'd hate for him to leave the mall without his violin," Nemi muttered to herself, her eyes darting from person to person. How hard was it to find one person in a mall anyways?[/classy][classy=notes1]
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TAGS jonathan. [/classy] [classy=notes3]
NOTES running around like a headless chicken ftw. [/classy][STYLE=width:300px;font-family:kartika; font-size:10px; text-align:center]LAIKA OF BTN![/style]
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Post by JONATHAN KENDRICK on Oct 14, 2012 23:24:04 GMT -8
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TAGS Nemi
NOTES Great now she's an angel.
❝ H e waited at the counter, allowing his mind to wander on what he was doing only moments ago. The woman he had been talking with was a kind soul. In fact her kindness sparked a bit of a muse in him. Jonathan wasn't sure if he wanted to paint a picture or write a song. The got the guy excited, he had given up writing music for a while now, but this woman bought back the creativeness in him. He looked around allowing himself to get distracted by the random items of the hobby store. Finally the lady he had spoken to earlier came back from with his missing items. He smiled and took the bag from her, with his excitement levels high he bowed and waved good bye. "Thank you very much, have a nice day!" Jonathan pretty much bounced out of the store and back into the busy mall.
He reached behind his head to rub the back of his neck and then paused. A question crossed his mind, why did he feel so much lighter. Seconds passed before he realized what the answer was. In his rush to claim one lost item, he created another. A sigh escaped him as he went over the fact that he was a bit of a spazz. Jonathan knew that he could be a bit of a scatterbrains but never like this. For once he took a deep breath before panicking, all he could do was hope that his violin was safe. Looking around he jogged down the path looking for signs that would lead him back to the food court. Luckily Jonathan would not have to go too far, out of the corner of his eye he spotted her. The kind soul that had fed him when all others would have turned away. Now Jonathan was finally convinced that Nemi was a real life angel.
He rushed over and stopped in front of the woman, bent over catching his breath. She still looked as lovely as he left her, oh yes he would have to paint her one day. "I'm sorry, I somehow forgot it. Thank you, did you come looking for me?" He talked high speed as he did his best to calm down. "See i was right you are a life saver, my hero, maybe even a modern day angel!"
❞ Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice. |
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:500px;,bTable][classy=header]--if you haunt me, then i'll sing for you.[/classy][classy=icon][/classy][classy=text]In all honesty, Nemesis had never in her life seen so many blonde males in one place. A small part of her was wondering how the hell she wasn't so dizzy from all the blonde guys walking about in the mall; it shouldn't be this hard to locate one person! But then again, they were in California which was by the beach and whatnot. Doesn't help that they nearly all have the same hairstyle, she mumbled mentally as she wandered around with a small grimace on her face. Was it really that bad that all she wanted was to give Jonathan his violin back?
Just the pure fact that she was now going around in circles was almost making the woman regret her decision to return the man his instrument... Almost. The fact that she herself would appreciate it if someone returned her instrument to her should she ever forget it was driving her to keep looking for him. Well, that and she didn't want him going crazy looking for the violin once he noticed it was missing.
Maybe some ethereally deity hates me, the dark-haired woman thought cheekily, trying to avoid stares from guys. She really hated not knowing where the hell she was going while being surrounded by strangers; especially strangers who thought she was checking them out because she was staring at them for a split second. She couldn't suppress the light giggle that erupted from her lips at the thought of her boyfriend throwing a fit over all these guys looking at her. He'd even get more annoyed if he knew she was uncomfortable with the looks which only worked to make her laugh more.
Perhaps Nemi looked like an idiot for laughing in the middle of the mall over something silly, but she was glad she was standing where she was when she heard a familiar voice.
"Ah, yes. When I saw that you left it, I figured you would come looking for it once you realized you didn't have it with you... so I decided to bring it to you instead," the dark-maned femme stated, a light blush soaking through her cheeks at his comment. "And I'm no angel. It was the right thing to do and I didn't want you to feel bad for leaving it."
That being said, she slipped the violin case off her back and handed it over to Jonathan, trying to shield her face with her hair to hide her blush. Nemesis never did do too well with compliments and it embarrassed the living hell out of her when Nate did that; a stranger complimenting her was even worse.
"Here you go. And you don't have to pay me back for anything, Jonathan. Your appreciation and your... compliment was more than enough," the femme chirped sheepishly, looking down at her feet. Perhaps taking a few deep breaths would calm her down.[/classy][classy=notes1]
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TAGS jonathan. [/classy] [classy=notes3]
NOTES bahahaha, she's all shy because of a compliment. xD [/classy][STYLE=width:300px;font-family:kartika; font-size:10px; text-align:center]LAIKA OF BTN![/style]
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MINI INFO - D.O.B.: May 7th, 1985
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Post by JONATHAN KENDRICK on Oct 21, 2012 6:49:57 GMT -8
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TAGS Nemi
NOTES XD John makes me worry ever so much..
❝ H e really was thankful for her being so kind to look for him. Jonathan wasn't stupid he knew that there were people out there that would have just left the violin alone, or worse. In fact he could not begin to think on the horrors that could befall his precious violin. He would be sure the double check from now on, after all it was not the grandest of ideas for him to lose his livelihood.
How would he make money if he couldn't play? Sure his paintings sold, but no where near the about he could make when playing in just one concert. Overall at least he wouldn't have to worry about such a thing, his violin was safe. He had to give her some credit thought, as he took the violin from her he got to thinking. The right thing to do? That wasn't something a person heard everyday. She was perfect, a 101% absolutely perfect. Now would he tell her that? Of course not, but he was still allowed his thoughts.
The blush to her face bought a smile to his face. It wasn't everyday that a guy like him got to meet such a wonderful person. He pulled the violin over his shoulder and nodded. He understood, but that did not mean he wouldn't try to pay her back, after all it felt only right. How he would pay her back he was not so sure, but something would come to mind. "Even if you say not to, I would still like to pay you back one day." His phone rang and he fumbled in his pocket to see who could be bothering him at such a time. The number was the hospital, he heart almost sank right then and there. Could something be wrong? When was his last check up? He wasn't sure, but he needed to answer this call.
He gave Nemi a defeated look and grabbed her hand and kissed it like a true gentleman. "I'm sorry I have to go and take this, but I look forward to another meeting with you dear Nemesis." He tipped his head in and bow and jogged off as he answered his phone. Please, Please, don't be bad news. he prayed as he went down some stairs and headed to the exit. Never once did it cross his mind that he never even got Nemesis phone number...
❞ Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice. |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 21, 2012 21:18:42 GMT -8
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:500px;,bTable][classy=header]--if you haunt me, then i'll sing for you.[/classy][classy=icon][/classy][classy=text]When the weight of the violin was no longer present in her arms, Nemi quickly and quietly crossed her arms over her chest. The blush had calmed down after a few breaths, allowing her to face him without feeling embarrassed. She couldn't help but smile back at the blonde male, and she couldn't help but let a light laugh escape her lips as she shook her head at his stubbornness. Never had she ever come across someone who was so set on paying her back for something she did for them. It was odd, but refreshing.
Then there came that kiss on her hand that made her cheeks burn up once again. However, before she could even get a word out to Jonathan, his phone rang and he dashed off. She stood there blinking momentarily before smiling warmly after him. Nemi could only hope that everything was okay and that his luck would look up from here on in. It would be a tragedy if something happened to him and she'd feel horrible about it; he was almost a friend in a way. You barely know him, her logical side bit, making the dark-haired woman roll her eyes before she started heading back towards the food court. It didn't matter to her that she and the violinist weren't much friends; she liked to think of them as strange friends.
"Not that I'll ever see him again," Nemi muttered to herself as she walked around the food court, buying food for her boyfriend before leaving the mall behind for the day.[/classy][classy=notes1]
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TAGS jonathan. [/classy] [classy=notes3]
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Post by F A T E on Nov 5, 2012 9:04:01 GMT -8
[cs=3][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding: 0px; width: 500px; background: transparent url('http://i.imgur.com/JUKLO.png') no-repeat;,true] | [atrb=width,111][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,padding-left: 8px; padding-top:3px;][classy=boorder][/classy] | [atrb=width,76][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,padding-left: 0px; padding-top:3px;][classy=boorder2][/classy] | [atrb=width,313][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,padding-left: 0px; padding-top:3px;] | [cs=3][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 460px; text-align: center; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px;] FINISHED | [cs=3][atrb=style,width: 460px; text-align: center; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px;]
FATE HAS NOTICED YOUR PRESENCE | [cs=3][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 450px; text-align: center; padding-left: 25px; padding-right: 25px;]
Both of you have been rewarded with ONE RESIDUE as this thread is now complete. It has been placed in the archives under the 'finished' sub-board. You are more than welcome to PM fate if this thread is not finished or if you are unhappy/unsatisfied with the amount of fate that has been rewarded. Keep up the great work and keep posting with other members. | [cs=3][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 500px; height: 35px;] |
[newclass=boorder img]-webkit-border-radius: 100px;-moz-border-radius: 100x;border-radius: 100px; float: left; height: 100px; width: 100px;[/newclass][newclass=boorder2 img]-webkit-border-radius: 100px;-moz-border-radius: 100x;border-radius: 100px; float: left; height: 70px; width: 70px;[/newclass][newclass=boorder]-webkit-border-radius: 100px;-moz-border-radius: 100px;border-radius: 100px; border: 4ps solid #ffffff; height: 100px; width: 100px;[/newclass][newclass=boorder2]-webkit-border-radius: 100px;-moz-border-radius: 100px;border-radius: 100px; border: 4ps solid #ffffff; height: 100px; width: 100px;[/newclass]
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