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Post by TONY JAMES REDWOOD on Dec 29, 2010 23:39:34 GMT
Well, a boy needed to eat right? But when it was basically deadly, or hard as a rock, what the hell do you do? Well, sometimes tony got lucky. He sighed, hoping that he'd actually get lucky to some good food. Tony had become so good at charming everyone in his path that a lunch lady was fond of him, and tried to make food that even tony liked. Well, good looks come in handy right? He made his way to the line, and looked for Roza. He liked her so much basically because the name, plus she reminded him of his mother. Well, when she was a caring mother, not a drunken whore. He sighed, and then looked around. There she was, the beautiful Roza. He smiled and said" Roza, do you have anything I can eat? That won't kill me, break a tooth, make me sick or have the shits." He was always so blunt with everything.
She laughed and said" Of course, sweetie. Coming right up." She came back with a plate of macroni and cheese. She smiled and said" I made it, so don't worry." He smiled and took the plate and said" You always know how to take care of me, roza. Thank you." She smiled and said" of course, see you later Tony." Tony smiled and walked off with his food.
He looked around. No one he knew was here, but he knew where to sit. He walked to his table near the big window he loved. It had a view of basically the grounds. He sat down, and started to enjoy his food. Oh how he loved how he could get anything and everything he wanted. It was all in his charm. He smiled and continued to eat his good food that wouldn't make him die, or sick or chip a tooth or get the shits. He laughed.
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Post by RUE ISOLDE HART on Dec 30, 2010 8:41:15 GMT
I seek you vainly, and see in your place the shadowy tempest, that sweeps through space. Rue was anorexic, aka she barely ate anything. This required her to be walked to the canteen daily to ensure that she at least stepped foot into the place. She never found the need to each anything except enough to keep her standing. So now she was being walked into the canteen, handed a plate with an apple on it and pushed away as if the therapist couldn't handle her anymore. The brunette gave the man an annoyed look but walked further into the canteen. Just because she was there didn't mean she was actually going to eat anything. Once the man's back was turned she chucked the food into the garbage, tossed the tray into the receptacle and continued walking toward the windows.
The only seat that was infested with large amounts of people was by a guy she knew as Tony. Rue had a fling with him before but he always seemed to be pushing and she was hardly going to let him know anything at all. Sighing she headed over to the table regardless a pack of cigarettes in one hand with a lighter inside. The brunette sat on the window ledge with her feet resting on the table as she cracked one of the nearby smaller windows and lit up a cigarette without a word to Tony. She wasn't there to be friends with him, she just needed a smoke. Then again Rue was never concerned with social etiquette or being polite. She did what she wanted regardless of what she was supposed to do.
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Post by TONY JAMES REDWOOD on Dec 30, 2010 19:44:38 GMT
His eyes followed the beautiful Rue the whole time up to her sitting at the table right near him. He smirked, and then he remembered just why he got with her. Her ways-- they could make even the toughest guy go insane over her. She had this way of saying ' oh i don't care' without even talking. Plus she was always this huge chase to go after, and frankly tony was loving the chase part of her. He smirked, watching her again. He knew he wouldn't talk just yet. But, maybe soon.
He looked down at his food, and continued to eat. Most girls were all wide eyed and throw themself at him, but rue. She was the expection to that rule. He looked to the girls and said" hey, girls. I love the attention, but fucking scatter." Most of the girls gave bitchy looks, but some putted and than left. He didn't care if he just scared most of them, he knew he could win them back with no effort. He was Tony for goodness sake. Everyone wanted to least at one time get with him.
He smirked finishing up the food that he got from Roza. He smirked and moved towards the window. He cracked it open to smoke a butt too. He slide one out, and light it up. He inhaled one drag, than exhaled it. He looked to her out of his corner of his eyes. Two can play this game, sweetie.
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Post by RUE ISOLDE HART on Dec 30, 2010 21:14:58 GMT
I seek ye vainly, and see in your place the shadowy tempest, that sweeps through space. Taking a drag of her cigarette she blew the smoke toward the cracked window as her eyes scanned the crowd of people before her. Most were eating, some were talking to one another or themselves, while others mimicked eating to satisfy the counselor that hung over their shoulder. Rue watched the way people talk, and carried themselves, and where their priorities lied. One girl close to her was babbling about sex, another was talking to a friend about her therapy. Some were crying and others were twitching and mumbling to one another. The people in here were particularly interesting. These were no average citizens, no parents and a white picket fence. These people were the deranged, the suffering and the mentally unstable. Yet Rue preferred these people to everyone else, she wasn't exactly in a rush to leave this place.
Someone had started to move near her and she started to regret sitting in her current spot. She knew it was only a matter of time when Tony would start the chase that Rue was completely uninterested in. Taking another drag of her cigarette she heard the click of a lighter next to her. Apparently he wasn't just passing through. Instead Rue simply kept her eyes forward and went along with her usual habit of people watching. She scanned the crowd for a particular person in her line of sight. There was currently a boy attempting to fashion something out of tin foil. Rue watched him closely as he added more things to the item. What was he even doing? Taking another drag she leaned backward and exhaled toward the window. Rue was never one to obey social etiquette but that didn't mean she wanted to smell like smoke the whole day either.
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