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Post by priscilla lovegreen on Jul 17, 2013 18:30:54 GMT
Earlier that morning Priscilla was lounging around in her pajamas, and her hair up in a bun, as she did normally when she was home alone. Her brother, Demitrius, went to the gym that morning and probably wouldn't get back until much later. Linus, the cat, was most likely off sleeping somewhere. Feeling a little lonely, Priscilla started thinking about Christos, and how much she'd like to see him again. She remembered that he gave her his number on the back of an old receipt. Rushing into her room to get her phone, and to retrieve his number, she was a little more excited then she should have been to send a text. A few moments later, she sent a text to Christos. Hey it's Priscilla, maybe we could hang out at the bowling alley in an hour? She was sure he'd be able to go, so not waiting for a reply, Priscilla walked over to her closet and picked out an outfit. Putting on a loose fitting royal blue sweater, black leggings, and some leather fold over boots, she figured she was ready to go. Walking over to her mirror, she soon realized that her hair was a mess. After she fixed her hair, and threw on a few golden bracelets along with a light blue pair of flower earrings, she decided that she was finally ready to go.
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Priscilla walked through the doors of the somewhat empty bowling alley, and as she did a rush of cold air blew at her. Looking around for a few moments, she spotted a man at the counter, walking over, Priscilla figured that, that, was probably the spot where she would be able to get her shoes. Approaching the counter, she spoke, "A size seven please," she said to the man behind the counter. He smiled kindly and handed her the shoes. Looking around again, Priscilla was trying to figure out where to sit. There was only one other group of people there, a family, they smelled like humans... Cringing her nose, she thought it would probably be best to sit farthest from them as possible, so she walked to the second table from the end of the bowling alley and took a seat.
Bending over to take off her shoes, Priscilla was thinking about how unattractive bowling shoes really are, and about how the majority of the people who came here were probably humans. Burrowing her eyebrows at the thought of humans, she knew pushing her thoughts aside was probably the best thing to do. She slipped into the ugly shoes and quickly sat up, trying to find a distraction from her thoughts. Realizing that she left her phone at home, after hopelessly checking her pockets for it, she hoped that Christos actually had the time to come. Feeling a little embarrassed that she could potentially be sitting in the bowling alley for no reason at all, but she decided that it was too late to go home to get her phone to make sure. So she sat there, patiently waiting for Christos to possibly show up. Though, Priscilla had a feeling that he just might.
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Post by christos "pooch" rhodes on Jul 18, 2013 5:24:48 GMT
Pooch actually smiled when he got the text asking to hang in an hour at the bowling alley. It was just kind of horrible that he had just started giving food out for the inmates and wasn't going to be done in an hour. I texted her back saying that I would get there as soon as I possibly could but that I was busy at the moment. I then stopped giving food out and ran to go find Rex so he could take over my job. Of course I couldn't find him right away, but I finally got him and he agreed. But I owed him. Whatever. Worth it.
I then proceeded to run to my room. I couldn't go out in public if I wasn't in my uniform, but I showered real fast and got into a clean uniform for her. She deserved a good smelling Pooch. I then ran as fast I could to the bowling alley. I felt like a teenage boy excited for hanging out with his first friend, but I kind of needed to do something that didn't involve the other enforcers or the compound.
When he got there, he quickly looked around to spot Priss. He smiled when he saw her putting on her shoes and quickly got rid of it so he didn't seem too excited for hanging out with her. "Hey, you. Sorry I'm a bit late. I was in the middle of a job. But I got my friend to cover for me."
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Post by priscilla lovegreen on Jul 18, 2013 6:01:17 GMT
Smiling bright, Priscilla looked up at Christos with excitement in her eyes. "Hi!" she said, still smiling, she continued speaking, "It's fine, I totally understand. Work can be crazy at times." Seeing that Priscilla used to work a lot to support her brother and herself, she knew that work usually tends to come first. So when she heard him mention how he got his friend to cover for him, the smile on her face grew a little. He left his job for me...? There really weren't many moments when Priscilla wasn't smiling. She liked to be happy, or at least, pretend to be happy. Though, at this very moment, she didn't have to pretend at all.
She honestly didn't want to bowl, it was probably because she though she probably wasn't so good at it, and she didn't like things she wasn't good at. Though, she couldn't think of any other places they could go. Yeah, they could have went out for dinner or something, but she didn't want to scare Christos by moving too fast. She started thinking about how maybe he didn't like her like she was starting to like him, that maybe she wanted something different than the friendship he wanted with her. Priscilla thought too much. And she always thought about the things that weren't so good. Oh well, she thought to herself. Before shoving her thoughts aside, she decided that just being friends with Christos was better than nothing at all.
A little more quiet than normally, Priscilla said, "So I have a confession to make..." It wasn't really a confession, or anything important really, she finished her sentence, "... I'm not that good at bowling, and by that I mean I don't really know how to bowl." She actually had never been bowling before. She never had the desire to. The only thing she's been doing for as long as she can remember is taking care of her brother. Yeah, he didn't need it, and yeah he could go get a job of his own. But after what happened when she was seventeen, she promised herself she'd always take care of her brother and make sure he had the best life she could possibly give him. Her thoughts were flooding her mind again, and her smile slightly disappeared, but it was still big enough to show her dimples.
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Post by christos "pooch" rhodes on Jul 18, 2013 16:01:24 GMT
Pooch decided that he liked her smile. A lot. It lit up her face and he liked seeing her happy. He was used to seeing people that were sad or upset, maybe even mad. It was a nice change to get out and see someone happy. "You have no idea what I do for work. You'd be happy like I am if you got to get out." Pooch told her in reply to her comment about his job.
She didn't know how to bowl? Pooch didntsee that as a problem. He would definitely teach her. It would be fun. "Dont worry. I'll help you." Pooch told her as he laughed and held up a finger to tell her to wait a minute as he went up ans got his size 13 shoe and began putting them on.
((Sorry short. Phone post))
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Post by priscilla lovegreen on Jul 18, 2013 21:21:50 GMT
Priscilla nodded her head to show the fact that she slightly understood what he was talking about with his job and just to show the fact that she was listening. She was still smiling wide as she was waiting to hear Christos' response to her not being able to bowl. It wasn't possible for her smile to get any bigger than it already was, but her hearing him say he would help her made her want to smile bigger. Letting out a heart felt laugh, Priscilla said, "Just promise you won't laugh at me?" She didn't think she would be that bad, but she knew for a fact she wouldn't be that good.
As Christos went to get his shoes, she realized how much she was smiling. Priscilla hoped that it wasn't creepy that she always seemed so happy. But, in all honestly, he did make her that happy. She was happy to be happy for once. Don't get me wrong, Priscilla is happy, but she's never been happy about anything other than taking care of her brother or cat. That was all she had, but now, she actually has a friend that isn't them.
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Post by christos "pooch" rhodes on Jul 19, 2013 4:23:55 GMT
Pooch couldn't even imagine laughing at her for any reason. Pooch wasn't mean. Okay. He was a bit mean sometimes but not like... all the time. He was only mean when it came to the trainees and any criminals. That was... reasonable. Right? He thought so. "Would I laugh at you?" Pooch asked her with a laugh as he finished putting on his shoes and gave her a warm smile.
Once he was done with his shoes, he stood up and held out his hand for her to take. Pooch felt weird without being mean to someone or arresting someone or doing something that was included in his enforcer title. He wished he could wear something that wasn't his enforcer uniform... but he was supposed to wear it when he went out in public. Stupid rules. He liked rules... to a degree. BUt things like this. Hanging out with a friend. It shouldn't be mandatory for him to wear his uniform. He wanted to dress up and wear something nice looking. He looked formal in his uniform. Oh well. "Ready to do this?"
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Post by priscilla lovegreen on Jul 20, 2013 2:12:04 GMT
Priscilla smiled, now she was sure that Christos wouldn't laugh at her. Though she would probably end up laughing at herself anyway. She watched him as he finished putting on his shoes and held his hand out for her to grab. Biting her lip, she was thinking about how sweet he is, he always did the right things, even if he didn't know it. He seemed surprisingly comfortable and natural with the situation for someone who doesn't really talk to people much. Though, Pris was surprised at her self too, normally she didn't care about getting to know someone. But Christos was different. Replying to him, she said "Of course I'm ready," she put her hand in his and stood up, she was small compared to him, but she liked it.
Priscilla loved the way Christos felt so strong. She loved the way he looked so strong. She loved the way he knew he was strong. Pris liked the feeling of knowing that whenever she was with him, nothing bad would happen to her. Though, she wasn't for sure about that, something deep down was telling her that she was safe with Christos. Looking up at him, she smiled, and waited to see what he had in mind to teach her how to bowl. Whatever it was, Priscilla knew she'd be satisfied.
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Post by christos "pooch" rhodes on Jul 20, 2013 3:09:06 GMT
Pooch smiled when she accepted his hand and maybe possibly kept their hands together for just a smidge longer than necessary before offering his arm and walking toward their lane to bowl. Pooch grabbed the first bowling ball he saw on the way and figured it would end up working perfectly fine. He made sure Priss had a seat before he set up their names on the screen and made sure she went first.
"Alright. So first just go... throw the ball. Let's see what you got." Pooch told her with a smile as he went and grabbed a lighter ball for her, pink as well, and handed it over without breaking the smile. He was pretty sure this was the most he had smiled in a long time. He never had anything to smile about. He was around criminals or his idiot of friends. Rex made him smile sometimes. But only when he felt like it. And when they weren't gaming because when they were, Pooch wasn't going to smile unless he beat Rex. The only reason he was so smiley now was because Priss was something different. A change. Pooch was sure he would be smiling if he was hanging out with Godzilla right now.
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Post by priscilla lovegreen on Jul 20, 2013 23:02:57 GMT
Walking with Christos, Priscilla thought to herself how she could be with him every day and most likely never get bored of him. When he offered his arm, she took it, and wow, he had muscle. Of course, she already knew he was muscular and fit, it was just a whole new perspective when you actually held them. Walking over to the monitor, Pris noticed him pick up a bowling ball. When they reached the monitor, only a few steps later, she took a seat on one of the chairs.
A few moments later, she stood again and took the pink ball that Christos had grabbed for her. Did he somehow know that pink was her favorite color? Who knows, but it sure did bring a smile to her face. "Thank you," she said while heading up to the start of the bowling lane, Pris rolled the ball in her hands until she found the three finger holes. Grabbing it then, with her fingers in the holes, she brought her arm back, took a few steps forward, and swung her arm towards the lane, releasing the bowling ball. She did it, at least she knew something about bowling. Though she watched eagerly as her ball slowly went into the gutter. She was hoping that it wouldn't, but, it did.
Turning around with a half smile on her face, Priscilla laughed. "I told you I couldn't bowl.." Though, from shows on television, she knew that she would get another turn to try. That's how it worked right, two tries until your turn is over? She looked at the ball dispenser next to her, and waited for her pink ball to come back.
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Post by christos "pooch" rhodes on Jul 20, 2013 23:59:19 GMT
Pooch watched her bowl with a smile. At least she didn't release it backwards toward him and break something. It just... went in the gutter. Pooch would figure out how to teach her. He stood up and walked over to her, timing it perfectly so he got the ball for her. He handed it to her with a small smile. "Go ahead and get set with it. I'll guide you." He told her and waited for her to position herself as he walked up behind her. He grabbed onto her arm and put the other on her waist. He couldn't remember being in this kind of position with anyone... not recently at least. But he shook that thought from his mind.
"All you do is slowly walk forward while your am goes back. Keep your wrist as straight as you possibly can as you let go of the ball." Pooch explained as he pushed her forward gently with the hand on her wrist and guided he arm through the motion of bowling, watching the ball go down the lane, getting 6 of the pins.
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