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Post by Alexander King on Aug 14, 2008 19:02:09 GMT -5
Alexander laughed, enjoying the freedom he found when he was running. He made sure, however, to keep himself under control so that he didn't end up letting too much get out about his particular secret. Alex blinked, looking at her as he dodged obstacles as well.
"I guess it all depends on what you wanna know, Bree," he said, grinning. "I'm not exactly good at just talking about myself."
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Post by Bree-lyn Blade on Aug 14, 2008 19:21:28 GMT -5
"Well, your seventeen and like to run. Do you...have a major in school?"
She began to slow down her fast pace as her breathing began to come in pants. Soon it was just a slow jog only a little faster than a walk. With the last bit of momentum from her run, she vaulted over a log to the other side. A sigh came from her as she looked up at Alex.
"I'm a track queen, yes, but I need to cool off. Walk with me some more?" Bree laughed and removed the other earbud from her ear to wrap up her iPod. She placed it away in her sweater jacket as she jogged lightly to keep up with his long legs.
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Post by Alexander King on Aug 14, 2008 21:24:50 GMT -5
Alex slowed as she did and thought over her question before he hopped over the log, and then slowed himself down. When he realized that his strides were too big for her to walk with, he immeidately slowed down, allowing himself to go only as fast as she was.
"Hey, everyone's gotta take a breather," he said, smiling though he didn't really show signs of any physical strain. He shrugged in response to her first question. "Not really," he responded. "I'm just trying to graduate right now. I'm not sure what I'm planning on doing, so for now, I'll just be me."
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Post by Bree-lyn Blade on Aug 14, 2008 21:49:20 GMT -5
"Nice answer."
Bree walked at a comfortable pace as Alex slowed down for her. She took her hair out of her ponytail and shook it out, finger combing it to fall about her shoulders. "But I guess it's the same for me." She crossed her arms over her lower stomach as she moved. Her breathing slowed as her pulse did and a smile spread over her face.
"Hm...Music preferance?"
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Post by Alexander King on Aug 14, 2008 22:27:04 GMT -5
Alex laughed as she said she liked his answer. He pondered her next one for a moment before shrugging. "Just about anything," he answered, smiling at her. "As long as it isn't something that makes most sensible people try to kill themselves, I'll listen to anything. Yours?" He liked this girl, thought she could be a potentially good friend. Then again, it'd be hard keeping his secret from a person he considered a good friend.
You're getting too far ahead of yourself, Alex.
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Post by Bree-lyn Blade on Aug 14, 2008 23:50:18 GMT -5
"Anything? Hm...I guess I like anything with a good beat to it. If I can feel it, than it's good. Songs that are like old folk, I can't stand them!"
Bree laughed and paused in her steps before climbing onto a particularly good stump. With a smile she could now see the guy face to face. Her hands went to her hips as a fake scowl took over her face. Although her five foot five inch height was added on with a good eight inches, she ended up still shorter by a few more inches.
"What the hell do you eat? A cow every day?" She teased, her fake scowl melting into a playful grin. "So not fair."
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Post by Alexander King on Aug 15, 2008 7:54:02 GMT -5
Alex laughed with her and then looked at her curiously whenever she stood on the stump. He laughed as she asked what he ate. He shrugged, and smiled. "I eat the same stuff you do," he joked, sticking his tongue out. He shrugged once more before stretching. "You should see the pictures of my dad. He was taller than I am." Of course... his dad's was genetic, and not due to the circumstances with vampires and such, but whatever worked.
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Post by Bree-lyn Blade on Aug 15, 2008 12:48:08 GMT -5
"Oh my god...Are you guys...giants?" Bree placed a hand over her mouth and played the part of a drama queen perfectly. She snickered at the stupidity of it, but still there had to be something with their genes to make them all this big. A glance at her watch told her she had been out wandering with him for about an hour. Huh, it feel like longer... She beamed at Alex before leaping off of the stump straight towards him, only to land on her feet to the side of his body with a twist of her own.
"Meh. Better short than tall." Another glance at him and she got an eye full of candy, seeing as his shirt was nowhere to be seen. It was a nice sight, but very distracting at the same time. "Do you have a favorite animal?" Randomness at it best~
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Post by Alexander King on Aug 15, 2008 19:19:57 GMT -5
Alex laughed, shaking his head. "No, we're Native Americans. It helps to add to the overall height," he explained, smiling at her. He was having a lot of fun with her. He glanced up at the sky before looking back at her, watching her jump toward him. Had she jumped at him, he probably would've caught her.
"Favorite animal?" He blinked at the suddenness of her question before smiling, his answer coming without hesitation. "Wolves."
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Post by Bree-lyn Blade on Aug 15, 2008 23:39:21 GMT -5
"Blah, I'm Métis. But I guess I'm more English."
She shook her head with a chuckle before placing her hand on a muscled arm to tug him off in a different direction. Her hand dropped and she stared at the ground for a moment with a thinking face. When she looked up there was a bit of worry in her face. "Are you running a fever?" Going on her tippytoes and reaching as high as she could she placed her hand on his cheek and felt he was warm there too.
"...I really like wolves too, but I like any animal." Bree unzipped the rest of her jacket, her sports bra showing and her toned stomach. She couldn't care less about it, the sweater was on but opened. Her hands buried themselves into the pockets on either side of her red jogging sweater and she smiled at Alex, if he felt fine than there was no reason to worry. "Hm...Your turn for questions."
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Post by Alexander King on Aug 16, 2008 14:51:06 GMT -5
Alex laughed as she tried to drag him away, allowing himself to be dragged before she dropped her hand. He blinked and then looked at himself, remembering after a moment that his body temperature ran a lot higher than the average human's.
"Oh, nah. Maybe your hands are just really cold," he said, teasing. He then listened to her and nodded. "Wolves are an incredibly intelligent and loyal animal. They know things, they can share ideas, and they have one solid, steady leader. It's... amazing," he said, sighing softly before realized she had spoken and looking away.
"Uh... Were you born in Forks?"
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