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 Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 11:28 pm
"Don't be silly! That's the point of window shopping! Even if you don't buy anything there's nothing stopping you from trying everything in the store on." Clearly it was something she did. Frequently. "I just got paid after helping out at my dad's construction site...apparently having two sons isn't enough he wants me to have icky manhands too!" she said, pouting at the thought. Of course, that would probably explain why her arms were rather muscular...more so than any cute girl's arms should be. Frankly it made her displeased...but she did like getting paid and spending every cent on new clothes. "Augh, but you would not believe it, there's maybe like, one or two other women on site at the most and the guys like, know my brothers so they totally treat me like one of the guys! They even comment on women with big tits or tight asses to each other and ME when they walk by! It's like, so boring!" If nothing else that certainly explained why she was so overly girly. She got tired of manly men and their damned pissing contests...they even got her rating chicks on the T&A. The shame....
Ahhhh.....blushing and those almond-shaped doe eyes! They were sheer murder to her cute loving heart! Oh lord have mercy, such a cute thing must be an adorably pure-hearted girl. So cute cute cute! She could not be wrong about how adorable she'd look in a dress. If it were designed just perfect Mark could just picture the flushed cheeks as Eolande twirled around in a dress saying 'Ehh~ It's so weird being in a dress! I'm so embarrassed~' YEEEEE!!!! ADORABLE!
(All be warned, if Mark doesn't change this thought pattern there may be an excessive nosebleed xD)
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Posted: Fri May 14, 2010 12:16 am
"I...have never actually window shopped before." Eolande admitted to Mark as she struggled to get her blush under control. "I felt like it was cheating if I didn't have the interest in buying something. And on top of that I feel really awkward trying on cloths I'll never be able to wear. Doesn't it feel just...sad to leave them behind? Particularly if you find something that looks real good." There...talking was definitely helping. So long as she could keep up a normal conversation Eolande was certain she would be able to keep from looking or feeling like a little fool. With a slight tilt of her head, Eolande lifted her free hand to feel at the arm currently hooked through her own. "Construction?" She spoke with a clear sense of surprise.
"You...have to be pretty strong to be able to pull off that sort of work Mark." She felt...a bit of admiration, but also a tainting of envy as she spoke. "To be able to handle a job as hard as that and still look as good as you do. I'd never be able to manage it. I'd just die after twenty minutes of effort I'm sure." She shook her head a little and poked the tip of her tongue out between her lips as her nose wrinkled. "Though I doubt I'd be able to handle that sort of banter. My face would be so red people would think I had a sunburn all the time." She paused and pointed with her hand towards one of Marks own. "Why don't you go to one of those hand and nail places? I bet they could give you a cream or lotion for your hands, not to mention gloss up your nails so they looked nice. I go whenever I have the money to spare. I love the designs they can put on your nails."
Eolande spread her hand out before her and looked at the pale pink polish she currently was wearing. "Last time I got my nails done was around valentines day. I had them put little pink and red glitter hearts on my nails. I thought it looked so cute, I was disappointed when the glitter flaked off two days later." Eolande paused then and glanced at Mark, her head tilted to one side as she noticed the weird expression on the other girls face. "Are...are you okay? Should we sit down or something? We can skip the ice cream if you want. I'll settle for a soda from a machine or something. I mean...the red is gone on my arm and you can barely see the bruise."
((XD Mark is cute. She's so quirky!)
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Posted: Fri May 14, 2010 4:27 am
"Yee~" she squealed, blushing and shaking her head. "No way~ Muscley arms are so not cute!" Once again she just proved how important being cute was to her, and apparently muscles were very not. "I've grown up with this kinda thing though so I either had to get stronger or my brothers would actually beat me when wrestling....we're currently at I've got 412 wins, Tabs usually beats Jules, but neither of them beat me," she said with a bit of a smug look. But that fell in no time and she again blushed and squealed. "Oooooh~but stupid boy-things like that are so uncute damnit!" She sighed again and looked at her calloused hands. "I usually just put nail hardener on so they don't chip and break at work..." she said, sounding rather bummed by it. She frequently used lotions, but they didn't stop stupid callouses from growing after such work.
She shook her head frantically. "No way! I totally want an ice cream now and you totally need one too so I don't feel like such a lil piggy!" she said, giggling at that. NO! Must not let her see the fangirl face! Mark was already seeming totally weird enough! She was a bloody construction worker damnit! Totally not cute. "Besides, I definitely wont forgive you if you bail on me. Eating ice cream alone will make me look all lonely.....or will make one of the usual mall creepers assume that I need their company," she said, making a rather disgusted look. Boys were so icky....always thinking they were exactly what every woman needed, always assuming every woman couldn't live without being graced and honored by their sheer presence...so annoying. Now girls....most important thing for girls should always be cute things.
(She is a tiny itty bit odd xD *hugs her* = u= My only complaint is everything is like, totally, and definitely with her xD)
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Posted: Fri May 14, 2010 11:55 am
The longer they talked, the more Eolande came to be familiar with this strange boy-girl. She seemed to wax and wane between a jock and a princess. That was the nicest way that Eolande could possibly imagine Mark. Her head shook a little bit and, yes, she did smile in slight amusement. "Alright! Alright! I won't suggest it again." She told mark, then peered ahead of them. Lifting her hand she pointed at a small vendor nestled between two larger ones. "There. I think they serve ice cream there. And there are some benches around that we can sit at. Unless you have a specific place in mind?" Not to mention the fact the prices here were a little cheaper. Eolande may have been considering ripping off a couple hundred dollars worth of items from the department store just minutes ago, but that did not mean she felt okay with ordering overpriced desserts when someone was actually paying out of their pocket for hers.
"I honestly don't think you'd look like a pig. You'd just look like a girl treating herself...though...Boys aren't so bad. There is a boy at my school that I hang around with a lot and he doesn't seem to think that at all. Maybe it's just construction guys who do?"
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Posted: Sun May 16, 2010 2:45 am
Eolande seemed like a shy, quiet girl. Mark didn't mind that sort, she liked to talk and having someone that listened worked well for her. She looked at the stall and pursed her lips a little. Most likely Eolande wanted that one because it was cheaper....but Mark didn't argue for once. She knew what she could argue with and still seem like an almost reasonable person and what she should put on the back shelf. "Kay!" she said, pulling her over to ogle the flavors of ice cream. Well...she'd definitely have to get Eolande to come over when Mark bought some really good quality ice cream....it'd have to be right after school though so Tabs and Jules would still be out at work and football practice.
Mark sighed heavily. "Man, then why do I only find myself around skeeze balls?" she asked with a pout. "Haaah, well at least I have the luck to find the cute girls even if I don't find the decent guys." She giggled as she gave Eolande's arm a teasing squeeze. Clearly by cute she meant Eolande.
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Posted: Sun May 16, 2010 6:13 pm
Eolande's eyes swept over the menu posted above the counter. So many flavors! This was a spot that was definitely going to go on her list to concur! "Hmmm. Maybe it's just your workplace. What school do you go to? I could introduce you to Marlon if you like. I make him lunch everyday, I could always make extra for you too." She offered as she eyed the sundae list. Her cheeks once more flushed a bit as she felt the slight squeeze her arm was given.
"I'm not that cute." She protested and gave a small nudge towards Mark in order to hide the embarrassment burning up her cheeks. "Alright. I know what I want. I want the Vanilla cheesecake sundae with whip cream and extra cherries. Oh! And with chocolate sauce and cherry sauce on it." She lifted and pointed towards the menu. "Mmm. Can I get it in the chocolate coated waffle bowl, and with rainbow sprinkles?"
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Posted: Sun May 16, 2010 7:12 pm
DENYINGCUTENESSSOCUTE!!
"Well guys have to be like, super manly when other super manly men are around.....I don't even get a cute outfit....I have to wear overalls..." she said, head hanging in shame. Her first day on the job her brothers wouldn't even let her go in the cute new overalls she'd bought....apparently she needed to go in their old ratted out ones! Apparently it was some sort of status symbol or something? (Actually happened to my mother's friend xD Cept she's a carpenter)
GUH! Home made lunchbox......sooooooo cute....yes this girl most certainly was adorable, and denying it just made her even more so. Ahhh, damn her obsession with cute! It always made her so damned chipper and light hearted....actually, why deprived of this necessity she was often fairly grumpy and irritable...exactly as she was at her workplace. "Yes you are adorable, now just admit it before I force you to try on a super lacy frilly dress with sparkles and sequins," she said with a teasing smirk. "But I go to Valley, it's the private school up the street from here. Daddy wanted me to go because the girl's uniforms were so cute.....but for some odd reason they sent me the boy's uniform...." she looked thoughtful a moment before she shrugged it off. She altered her uniform to make it cute, thus she had no complaints.
"Ah, I'd like a hedgehog sundae with whipped cream and chocolate syrup," she said, adding to the order as she pulled out her wallet.
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Posted: Mon May 17, 2010 4:33 pm
"Oh..ugh. I know what your talking about." Eolande agreed when mark spoke about guys acting like...guys. "I never understood the need to prove who is more manly. I mean..they are all men right? You'd think if they wanted to impress girls they would compete by dressing nice or taking care of their hair...by competing against each other doesn't that make them like...gay or something?" Eolande took her spoon and chopped it through her sundae to mix the contents up. "I should write a song about that..." Eolande looked Mark over, then merely suggested. "What about sewing some cute patch's over some of the worst torn or worn parts? You could really pull of a little teddy-bear patch. I mean, if guys can get hearts tattooed with the word Mom in fancy letters why can't you put a cute patch on your work cloths?"
Eolande ducked her head a little and took a small bite of her ice cream. "Fine fine. I will admit it. Just no sequins!" Eolande paused and licked a small smear of cream from her bottom lip. "I almost went to Valley. I wanted to go to public school though, it felt more...well...real I guess. Plus I didn't want to deal with uniforms. I have some nice everyday cloths that I just like wearing...you don't suppose they sent you the boy uniform because of your name?"
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Posted: Thu May 20, 2010 6:37 pm
"Well not like my brothers are any worse, Julia is on the football team, linebacker, and Tabs used to be in boxing....now he coaches it two nights a week," she sighed and shook her head. Of course bother her brothers were sure to teach her their stuff....lord knew she could tackle better than half the guys she knew. Then again Jules taught her all about football, when blocking you hit hard and low, go for a fast start, get them under their arm pits. If they're shorter push down from above, if taller go in below at their shoulder....ohhh it was embarrassing whenever he got her to play if someone skipped out. Anyone that didn't know her tried to dancer around her or avoid hitting her in fear she would cry....with Tabitha she actually sometimes had to go to the gym when her brother needed a demonstration partner. It was really hard for her to score a date with a cute guy when they were afraid she'd tackle them or drop kick them. Now girls on the other hand...much cuter. They'd often look at her with amazed eyes and tell her how amazing she was that she could do those kinds of things. Somehow it stroked her ego just enough that she didn't mind too much joining her brothers occasionally.
"Ehhhhh?! But Valley is really a good school!" she said happily. "Okay my math teacher is a bit weird and any time people are working he ogles my gym teacher...but for the most part the teachers are good, the students all seem....." she paused a moment before grinning a little, "well they're interesting." Frankly all she'd seen of the student counsel was one girl giving someone a black eye shortly before running away from another girl blushing. Amusing to say the least...but the girl she ran away from was really pretty...the cool silent type.
She sighed a little. "Uniforms eliminate people getting teased for not having cool clothes, plus it saves so much time deciding what to wear," she said, laughing a little. They most likely had sent her the boy's uniform because of her name...even though her school application clearly said female.
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 8:46 pm
Eolande couldn't help but smile faintly. "Boxing huh? That...sounds kind of impressive." She placed her spoon on her tongue and gently sucked the melting ice cream off as she considered what a brother of Marks looked like. Maybe it was because of the name, but all she could imagine was Mark with longer hair, in gym shorts and a plain t-shirt, and instead of soft curved breasts something more flat and muscle toned. Her eyes moved to fix on marks chest as she pondered the image of her more..boyish... It was only after a moment of thoughtful contemplation that Eolande realized she was sucking on a empty plastic spoon and staring rather awkwardly at Mark's breasts.
With a small blink of her eyes, Eolande jabbed her spoon into her ice cream and took a large quick bite. "I...I have no doubt. But I was sort of afraid someone would know Jacob. I didn't want to risk having to deal with false friends, or have to worry about people having assumptions about me. It's happened in every private school he's put me in. I just wanted to have a more normal school experience. Plus, I never would have met Marlon." She glanced down at her brown and red outfit thoughtfully. "But uniforms are so...bland. Don't you sometimes wish you could wear something to school just because you decided to wear it rather then because it's a rule?"
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 10:22 pm
"Eeee, no way~" she squealed, again shaking her head and blushing. "It's so embarrassing!" But that seemed to give her an idea! "EEEE!! The next time Tabs wants me to go to the gym come with me! You think it's cool right? So learn!" Ulterior motives? Okay, admittedly she couldn't help but picture how cute Eolande would look in short shorts and a tank top. The image of her tugging down the bottom of her shirt to try to cover herself more while blushing and going 'Kyaa~ I look so embarrassing~' Yes! Do want! She stared blissfully at that image a moment, ice cream on her spoon pointing upwards till she realized it'd drooped onto her hand. She snapped back from that right as Eolande seemed to snap her eyes from something, leaving them both awkwardly not looking at one another a moment.
Mark laughed softly, reviving herself from being rather awkward not a moment ago. "Everyone deals with fakers everywhere, you just gotta pick the people that are real and the people you wanna be around." She bumped her knee against Eolande's. "Unis aren't that bad~" she said, laughing a little. Of course, ulterior motive stuck again.....she liked the gym uniforms, when the girls were out in the hot sun they had the cutest shorts....again...she had the boy's uniform....but she didn't mind not wearing it, she got to watch plenty. Plus a lot of the girls had short hair, which meant if she didn't go all out on runs she could watch some cute tooshies and--WOOPS! Backing out of those thoughts again, she wanted to convince Eolande she was normal. Now, she wasn't looking with lewd eyes, but most assumed she was....but she couldn't help it, they were so cute when the girls would be all like 'Eee~ Marky! You're staring at my bum again~' whilst giggling and putting their hands over them....so cute....ahhh, again she could just imagine Eolan--NO! Backing up again!
"Man! I really have to meet this Marlon!" she laughed, again nudging her knee. "He must be like, super cute to have you such a smitten kitten~" she giggled.
(Oh Mark, you perv B3
Mark: Cute tooshies! Can you blame me! D:, What am I supposed to do?!)
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Posted: Sat May 22, 2010 11:52 pm
(For some odd reason Mark reminds me of the pink haired girl with glasses in Bleach that is always sighing over the orange haired girl with big breasts XD)
"Eeeeh!?" Eolande choked a bit, her eyes widening as Mark would invite her to go to the gym. "Oh! No no! I couldn't Marky!" She shook her head back and forth quickly as a dark blush crept through her cheeks. "One hit and you'd be taking me off to the emergency room to get a cast. I...I get hurt really easily. I can't tell you how many times I've broken an arm or sprained something. The doctors can't really figure it out. They think it's a vitamin deficiency or something." She shrugged her shoulders and mulled over their conversation in the following silence. She was so grateful when Mark began to speak again.
"Maybe that is true. But by going to a public school I just feel a bit more...unknown?" She scraped her plastic spoon over the bottom of her paper cup and laughed to herself softly. She returned Mark's little knee jostle with one of her own. "Oh no no!" She spoke with an embarrassed blush. "Marlon and I aren't anything like that. I am not smitten in the least! We're just friends...kinda like...siblings in a way I suppose."
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Posted: Sun May 23, 2010 1:04 pm
Ohmygawdsocute~
She giggled. "Don't worry! You get like, lots of padding and I hit soft when it comes to noobies!" she giggled. "Besides, you never know when you might need to defend yourself! It's good to be ready for these things so you can at least hit someone hard enough to scare them off." She looked thoughtful. "Plus when you work out more you eat more and work it off more and the nutrients build you up stronger....maybe you just need more milk or something," she said, shrugging. Or maybe just naturally brittle bones....
Hmm....Mark liked being known....she liked walking in the school door and people turning their heads so fast to catch another glimpse of her lovely swinging hips she could hear their necks crack a little. She liked girls going 'Ohmigawd, Mark is SUCH a whore!' when they thought their boyfriends were checking her out a little too much. She LIKED when people would check her out as she walked down the halls and yet still be too afraid to actually approach her.....it was so...empowering! Hmm....maybe Eolande just needed a strong female role model....YES! That was it! She'd turn this cutie pie into a beautiful powerful bombshell! IT WAS DECIDED!
She giggled a little at the thought before going back to giving a chipper grin, instead changing the subject back to Marlon so she'd think the giggle was about that, "Ohh~? Now is this a relationship you'd like to see turn another way?" she cooed in a bit of a teasing tone.
(Mark: I take offense to that D:,)
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Posted: Mon May 24, 2010 11:07 pm
(Why? I love that chick. I always hope she'll manage to sneak in a boobie squishing hug or a kiss 8D )
"Oh that is so not comforting." Eolande grumbled and lightly poked at Mark with her spoon handle. "I suppose I could stop by and watch a little. I've never tried boxing or anything...but I could use some pointers on exercises." Granted, she didn't think she'd improve much. Eolande simply could not see herself as a overly active girl. When she thought about being in the same boxing ring as Mark she just knew she'd look all scrawny and embarrassing in compare. Eolande pushed her empty icecream cup over the table before her, then flushed lightly when talk turned back to Marlon.
"Aw no Marky." She responded to the question and gave a small laugh "Marlon is just...he's a good guy for a friend, but I'm sure we'd be bad for each other if I tried to make it something different. Don't you have friends that you you just know you'd never be good enough for? Or just good for?" Eolande lifted her head to peer across the shop as her blue eyes half closed in thought.
"Marlon's folks are big socialites. They don't.... They don't appreciate what a good son they have. It seems to be a trait that important parents share. He doesn't need a girlfriend...he needs a best friend. If I ignored that fact, just because I may have thought he was cute. If I thought only of myself and my wants, that would doom our friendship to failure. All because I would not be thinking of what he needed in a friend. So, I'm happy just being friends with him for now." Eolande paused and blinked her eyes for a moment, then started to flush a dark red color. "I'm not saying I wouldn't like a boyfriend, I just think Marlon and I would be better as best friends."
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 3:29 pm
(Yea butbutbut.....Bleach D:,)
Mark paused and looked thoughtful. "I could always teach you to play football!" she said happily. "It's a really specialized sport,if you're good at only one thing like catching, throwing, running, or just throwing your weight around it's great. I play on the line but I'm only good at it because I know a lot of good moves," she said, shrugging a little. People always thought it was so cute that a girl was trying to play football that they didn't hesitate to help her with all their little techniques. Then again, Eolande was speaking to the girl that looked at sports as a way to keep her butt nice and tight.
At that she stuck out her tongue in distaste. She'd heard far too often she wasn't....refined enough or that she needed to be more feminine and delicate...it was terrible really. For some odd reason she enjoyed being healthy and active, if she was supposed to sit home and knit...well she would have none of that. She sighed and shook her head a little. "I understand how that is, just be careful then....best laid plans of mice and men," she said with half a smile. Eolande said Marlon was the one that needed a best friend....but Eolande was the one hanging out with someone she'd just met eating ice cream, Mark could guess why. Either lonely or she saw something in Mark she wanted herself....Mark hoped it was the latter, it was easy enough helping someone grow if they wanted.
"Pay no mind to his parents, people like that are just totally not worth the time. More often than not they're like, totally jealous. Only time someone tries that pathetically to bring someone down is just cuz they're unsure of themselves and are afraid someone else will rattle them worse," she said matter-o-factly.
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