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"Not Cute" - AIM - Warren/Elle

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Sep. 24th, 2010 | 07:09 pm
music: The Other People - Cinema Bizarre

Role-play, AIM Format, Storybook.
Warnings: None.



Warren Peace played by Sora [like_evil]
Elle Bishop played by K.Cee [kccatastrophic]

Elle plopped down on the couch in the lounge on the first floor of the dormitories. She couldn't believe she was stuck here again. Then again she supposed that she couldn't stay out of trouble for too long either. Looking around to see if anyone was lurking behind some dark corner or some shit like it she touched the tips of her fingers together, letting jagged lines of blue bolts of electricity run between them and pulled away to make them longer, as she brooded over her imprisonment.

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Warren enjoyed the privacy of his room, but he also had a thing for fireplaces, and the only room that actually had one was out in the lounge. Grabbing a book, he wandered down and disregarded the fact that someone else was in the room. He pulled a big arm chair next to the fireplace, sat down and threw a fireball to start it up.

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Elle didn't look up when the other came into the room, she was too preoccupied with whining in her own head, but a light flying across the room and landing in a fire place that was now lit was sure to raise anyones eyes as well as intrest, especially her's. Cutting off her own lights she looked from the fire place and over to him again. "Hey you," she said in a cheery voice and a smile as she called to the other.

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Warren easily ignored the girl across the room, getting comfortable in his seat as his eyes stayed fixed on the page. He really didn't want to deal with anyone while he was here, Warren was quite content with going through the school year without talking to anyone; but it seemed everywhere he went, people thought it would be a good idea to talk to him.

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"Hey, kid. Its not polite not to speak when you're spoken too," she tried again, snapping her fingers and pointing in his directions so that a small volt went his way, hitting his shoulder.

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He shoulder slightly jerked back and he had to close his eyes for a moment. Blinking his eyes open, he glared up at the blond then looked down at his jacket to find that it was damaged, "This is my favorite jacket," He said while returning his glare to her.

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"Well then you should buy another one, right?" she asked, her voice still peppy and friendly, but her blue eyes were mischievious as they always were. "Did you do that?" she asked, pointing to the flames in the fireplace. She hadn't been looking directly at him when he did it. It could have been a trick of the eyes. Maybe he had a lighter on him somewhere and found some way to extend it.

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He simply stared at her for a while, and returned his eyes to his book, "Do you see anyone else here?" He asked, which he hoped she wouldn't be dumb enough to answer. Or at the very least, quit talking to him.

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Elle's jaw locked just a little in aggavation but she pressed further, her voice no longer polite. "How," she asked...an undertone of demanding in her words.

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"With fire, how else?" Warren asked, becoming more and more agitated. He put his book down in his lap, and looked at the blond again, "Are you mentally retarded or something?" He furrowed his brows.

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She tilted her head to the side slightly as she looked at him. It would be so easy, just to make him tell her, but she had to be good, that was what kept getting herself stuck in this stupid school in the first place. So instead she found her persona again, her lips pulling into a sort of smirk as she looked across at him. "Something like that," she retorted, reffering to how she had been diagnosed as a sociopath, but he didn't know that of course. "What's with the stick in your ass?" she asked. "You're just a little bundle of sunshine....literally."

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"Explains alot," He replied, and picked up his book again, hoping she was finally done. But when she started talking again, he let out an annoyed sigh, "People like you who think it's a good fucking idea to talk to the new guy," He said angrily, which had sparked his hands and set his book on fire. "Great," He rolled his eyes and tossed the book into the fire.

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"Oo," she stated, making a face as the book caught on fire, "Now that was all you had to say." Turning so that she could put her feet up on the couch she let silence between them drift until he calmed down. Once he was settle she purposly spoke again, louder than she had too just to annoy him, "So what's your name?"

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Just when he thought he'd get some peace and quite by the fireplace, she spoke up again. "My name is none of your business," He replied, and pushed himself from his seat and headed for the exit to go grab himself another book from his room.

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Elle hopped up as well, skipping until she was a few steps behind him, her expression delighted. "You know, you're cute when you're pissed off, but I'm guessing you're like this all the time."

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Warren stopped, and turned to her with disgruntled expression, "Don't ever call me 'cute'." He said with a small shake of his head and turned to climb the staircase.

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Elle continues to follow, her hand daintly sliding up the wooden banister. "Then what am I supposed to call you? Your name isn't my business, I can't call you any version of cute... how about sexy?" she asked, "No we should give you an alias like....Pyro."

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"Do you ever shut up?" He snapped, glancing back at the girl as he headed down the hall. With another sigh, he stopped and turned toward her once again, "Warren, my name is Warren Peace." He said in hopes that she would finally leave him be as he turned to walk in the direction of his dorm.

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"Sometimes I do," she replied with a smile, "When I'm not purposly trying to irritated someone to death. I'm Elle."

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"I don't care for your name as much as you do mine," He replied, and when he finally reached his door, he stepped inside and slammed it behind himself. Finally, he was just about ready to roast her alive.

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Elle made a face when he closed the door but turned and leaned her back against the wall for a moment to collect herself. "I'm soooo going to fry you, kid," she called out to him so that he could hear. She watched a few blue sparks rise up from ther tips of her fingers as rubbed them together. "Soooo going to fry you," she repeated in a light tone to herself before pushing up off the wall and going about her day. She couldn't say that the school was uneventful that was for sure.

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