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| Tweet Topic Started: Nov 29 2006, 08:58 PM (399 Views) | |
| Quicksilver | Nov 29 2006, 08:58 PM Post #1 |
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Pietro burst in through the door in his usual rushed manner, chucking his bag towards the couch. He slammed the door behind him before glancing quickly at his watch and pressing a button. “Damn. One quarter of a second below my record.” He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. Pietro walked over to the couch and sat down to wait for everyone else to come home. After waiting only a minute or so, he grabbed his bag, stood up and started up the stairs. Just then, he heard blaring music and the familiar screech of Lance’s jeep pulling into the driveway. Pietro turned and faced the door, still standing on the stairs. [Lance and other b-hood members are welcome to join ]
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| Shay | Nov 29 2006, 09:16 PM Post #2 |
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Shay waltzed through the door first, a rather sly smirk on her face. She carelessly tossed her bag to the side when she noticed Pietro on the stairs. Her smirk turned into a friendly smile at the sight of him. "Hey Pietro," she greeted casually. "You should've stayed a little longer after school. Daniels got busted again for skateboarding during school hours. Oh, but it gets better," she added, before Pietro could start cheering. "You wanna know how he got caught? He was trying to do this jump of the railing in front of the school, and right when he got to the end he lost his balance. He crashed to the ground and the board went flying...right into the window of Kelly's car." She snickered softly at the memory. "And of course this was right when he was walking out of the building. The look on his face was priceless." |
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| Avalanche | Nov 30 2006, 12:34 PM Post #3 |
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Lance was second to come threw the door, he threw his bag down on the floor and then kicked his shoes off, he looked up and saw Pietro and Shay, ''hey Pietro. Shay that was so funny did you tell Pietro about Daniels?'' |
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| Shay | Nov 30 2006, 03:14 PM Post #4 |
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Shay nodded, smirking. "Just finished. Oh, though there is one more thing...you know how Daniels almost always has a video camera with him? Well, he did with this little stunt too. And while the camera was almost all but smashed to pieces, the tape should still run. I'm not sure if it caught everything, but I know for sure it got the skateboard going into the window." As she spoke, she went over to her bag and began digging through it. "And since Daniels was a bit to distracted by his wipe out and Kelly, I took the liberty of removing such an embarrasing thing..." She held the tape out to Pietro, grinning, "And giving it to someone who could truly apprieciate it." |
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| Quicksilver | Nov 30 2006, 10:24 PM Post #5 |
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Pietro's trademark smirk was replaced by a grin as Shay told her story. When Pietro's eyes fell upon the tape, he dashed over and snatched it from her hands. "Well, I'm just the kind of person who would truly appreciate this piece of precious material." he answered, his smirk back in place. Pietro gazed at the tape, ideas coming to him, mostly consisting of making copies and blackmail. "Shay, you really are amazing." he complimented. |
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| Shay | Dec 1 2006, 01:53 PM Post #6 |
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Shay smiled, slightly surprised by his compliment, but it really felt good to hear it coming from Pietro. She really hoped he'd stick around the Brotherhood house longer this time; it was just plain boring sometimes when he wasn't there pulling some insane stunt. "As much as I'd love to take full credit, I think the only thing that's truly amazing here is how clumsy Daniels is," she said with a laugh. "Seriously, someone should suggest ballet classes to him. I've heard they work wonders with coordination...and even though I think he's a lost cause, you'd still be able to at least get more blackmail material out of him." She winked at the last part before going back to her bag to close it, only to remember that she had homework. "I hate math," she sulked as she grabbed her geometry book and took a seat on the couch, flipping to the right page. "I don't suppose either of you would happen to want to do my homework, for me, would you?" she asked in a half playful, half defeated voice. |
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| Avalanche | Dec 1 2006, 04:54 PM Post #7 |
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Lance rubbed the back of his head, and looked over at Shay, and playfully said, ''no I uhhh, I got stuff to do, yere cya,'' Lance ran upstairs into his room, and shut the door. |
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| Shay | Dec 1 2006, 05:05 PM Post #8 |
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Shay watched him go with a mock-glare, yet a smirk on her face as she called, "Thanks for all your help, Lance! I really apprieciate it." She turned back to her work, shaking her head and laughing to herself before glancing up at Pietro. "Let me guess? You have stuff to do to?" she asked playfully. |
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| Quicksilver | Dec 1 2006, 11:58 PM Post #9 |
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Pietro's eyes glinted as he read off his mental "to do list". "Well let's see. What to do...there's homework...girls, ha. And studying, probably cooking for you lazy asses, cleaning my room, since I seem to be the only one that keeps my room clean and going for an evening run to get rid of any excess energy. But hey, I'm sure I could squeeze in some extra math homework. Besides, it'd only take a few seconds." he bragged and peeked over her shoulder at the numbers scribbled in her notebook. "Besides, just because I can do the things that others can't seem to do," he motioned towards the geometry book,"means I should at least try to help them out." he said, continuing with his braggish attitude. "And I figure I owe you somewhat." he added. Pietro was in a good mood, feeling kind of cheerful and helpful, which was quite strange. |
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| Shay | Dec 2 2006, 11:21 AM Post #10 |
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Shay glanced back at him, surprise in her eyes but a grin on her face. "Busy as always, I see. Though if you wanted, I could at least help you with cooking for us "lazy asses."." She knew it wasn't often that Pietro was in this good of a mood and she wanted to at least try to help him out since he did have a farily long "to-do" list. Not to mention he was helping her out with the one subject she hated above all others. Which reminded her... "Thank you, by the way," she said, her grin shifting to a soft smile. "I owe you one." |
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| Quicksilver | Dec 3 2006, 10:09 PM Post #11 |
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"No prob." he answered, gathering up her math homework and heading upstairs to get started. "I'll be busy with this. Just call me down if you need anything." he said. "Oh and get ready for a stream of complaints if the food's not to my liking." he added before disappearing into his room. |
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| Shay | Dec 4 2006, 04:42 PM Post #12 |
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"Will do," Shay called after him, shaking her head as a light smile graced her lips. Probably her favorite thing about Pietro was how unpredictable he was. Often times she wondered if this was really a good thing, but decided that there were just some things better left unanswered. This didn't mean that she didn't want to get to know him better, in fact it was quite the opposite. There just never really seemed to be a time when both weren't busy; not to mention she wasn't even sure if she'd be as willing to open up as she would want him to. Of course she had with Lance, but it had affected her more than she let on. Her nightmares, which were the main reasons she got very little sleep at night, had gotten worse when those memories had been resurfaced. She had been very grateful that she had yet to wake up screaming; the chances of her explaining herself would be very low. Though Lance had been partially right, she had felt so much better at first once she got her past off her chest... "I think too much," she decided aloud with a sigh as she rose from the couch. She figured she should probably get started on dinner, though really didn't have a clue what to make. "Ah hell, I'll play it safe and go for an old favorite: spaghetti and meatballs." With that, she headed into the kitchen to get started. |
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