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 Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 8:34 pm
James looked down at the note and a warm expression washed over his face. He clicked his mechanical pencil and wrote. 'YES! I would love to have a home cooked meal, That's great! What do you know how to make?' He folded the note neatly and slipped it over to her, Like any normal teenage boy he loved to eat, and he could eat quite a lot especially if the food was good.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 8:37 pm
Amalia smiled, opening it up. She let out a little suppressed laugh as she saw the capital letters. She reached around in her bag, then pulled out her little book of recipes.
'A lot' she wrote as a simple reply, passing it to him. She put the book on the table, gently easing it towards him to show that he could look through it if he wanted to.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 8:55 pm
James’s eyes widened and he took the book. Gently he flipped though it and nodded, it was all in a language he could not read, but by looking at how dirty the pages were it was clear that it must be good. He pushed the book back her way and wrote. "I can't read it, but it looks good" He smiled and gave her the note. His hand shaking a little with excitement, he was very hungry.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 8:57 pm
Amalia smiled and whispered, "Sorry, I forgot it was in Italian." she stuffed the little book back in her bag. "I'll make something good," she added quietly, then began taking notes again.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 9:04 pm
"I trust ya" He whispered back and looked back at the professor. His mind wandered though the rest of class and when they were finally released he jumped up and stuffed his note book in his bag. "Lets go!" He said and threw his fist into the air above him. He bounced on his heels and waited impatiently for Amy to get moving. All he could think about was tasty Italian food. James was a true glutton.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 9:09 pm
"Good," she got up, smiling at him. "But you can wait a moment!" she put her notebook in her bag and walked out of the room. "Its Amalia," she said, holding her hand out with a smile.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 9:19 pm
James Smiled back and shook her hand. "Sorry, Amalia, I kind of suck at names." He blushed and let go of her hand. "Can I call ya Amy? Or do you want to be formal? Because if that’s the case you can call me Jeremy," He laughed and said his name in a proper upper-class ascent. "But I warn you, If I am to be called Jeremy I tend to start wearing sports coats and walking like I have a broom up my bum." He chuckled and led the way.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 9:25 pm
Amalia smiled, "Nah, I'm fine with Amy," she giggled a bit, "You'd look good in a sports coat I think," she said to him, "But the broom up your bum, naw," she shook her head. "So, James, what kind of food do you like?" she asked.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 9:33 pm
James grinned at her. "Yes." He answered and nodded. "I love food, and it loves me, together we are the happiest of families, but right now?...I guess you could say I'm hooked on Indian food, Back home the cutest little restaurant just opened and they have the best-AH! What’s it called?" He gestured a bowl and shook his hands. "It's orange with chicken and vegetables in it, not too spicy but still with some oomph?" He shook his head "Never mind, But it's really good.-Palak panear?" He laughed. "I don't know. What do you like?"
{YUP! Cause up here in Canadia we got us some good Indian foodz!}
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 9:36 pm
((I know a good Thai place down here in the South... they have yummy eggrolls and basil rolls and curry and- hee hee))
Amalia grinned at him, "Sounds good," she pressed the up button for the elevator. "I like pizza, I put tomato, mozzarella, and some herbs on mine." The elevator opened, and she stepped in. It was empty besides them.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 9:43 pm
{Oooou Thai! *has erotic food fantasy because of new strict diet* We have a cute Thai place here, they have the best springrolls, and a really good chicken peanut curry, and Mouuse Mungi. I love them *sigh*}
James nodded and stepped into the small mirrored elevator and looked at himself in the glass. "Ouch, Looks like I could use a tan." He joked and ran a hand over his pink face. He looked over at Amy and raised an eyebrow, Lucky you, you don't need one to look pretty." He smiled and hit her upper arm gently, jokeing
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 9:47 pm
((*sigh* darn, now I'm hungry! *glares at own character*))
Amalia smiled and laughed a bit, "I don't tan, I freckle," she replied, poking her nose. She looked at him, "If you spend too much time in the sun, your hair'll turn white!"
((Beddytime XP ))
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 10:29 pm
James shrugged. "I would not be surprised if it's white by the end of this trip." he said and winked. The elevator opened and James led them out into the hallway. He looked both ways then back at Amy. "Where?" He asked and pointed to the right. He had a horrible since of direction and often got lost on the huge ship. Luckily he was in good with the staff.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 11:08 pm
Israel never got to start his morning. He had been up all night, wondering what life for him would be like on the ship. He had always been fond of the water and so he didn't mind living on the ship... it was the people he was worried about. He had never been around so many others his age. The most was about twenty at his catholic school back home in Spain, but that was it. He had been homeschooled his whole life so as the sun came up and 8 am came around, he was already dressed and ready to meet everyone else in this wonderful world that had been cramped onto the ship. Well... thats what he wanted to do. Instead he kept to himself, running a hand through his messy black hair as he walked alone down the halls, his green eyes on his shoes rather than where he was going and he bumped into a few people in the small halls on his way to a phsyics lecture. They yelled profanities at him in foreign languages and for a moment he was glad that he only knew English and Spanish. He mumbled apologies in his native tounge and finally made his way to his lecture. He waited a long while, taking notes here and there but for the most part he had a pretty good memory. When class was done, he gathered his things, which actually only consited of a tablet and pencil and he headed out the door into the croweded hallway. He kinda sticked out of the crowd. He wore a long sleeve button up white shirt and black slacks with proper shoes and a belt. He made a mental note to make himself look a bit more comfortable and made his way through the hall... trying to find his way around the tumbling teenagers who had not gotten used to the motion of the ship.
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 6:06 am
Alex was content to remain unnoticed during the lecture. He was very glad that it was a review, since he was a little behind. Not many people spoke Portugese, it was lucky he spoke good Spainish, a lot of the professors spoke Spainish too. English he understood, mostly, but he couldn't speak it very well. It was a very hard language to learn.
At the end of the lecture, he gathered his things, and asked the professor a few clarifying questions in Spainish, and then he left for his room. It was time for some gaming, maybe Rashime would join him again, but probably not. It was pleasant, hours of gaming, with no pressure for conversation.
Just as he was thinking this, the ship swayed again, and Alex, who'd never been that good at sea, fell into another boy. This boy had dark hair, and European features, and two small piercings below his lips. Alex started apologizing in a mixture of Portugese and Spainish.
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