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 Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 8:35 pm
"Ireland. Quite a ways away from the green rolling hills..." She wasn't about to pry into his family's life, though she was curious about why he'd moved. After a few more minutes, she glanced down at the violin that rested on her lap before reaching over and picking up the velvet-lined case. Clicking the brass latches open, she gently placed her instrument in and snapped it closed before grabbing at her music sheets.
"It's getting late... I should be heading back soon."
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2011 6:40 pm
He was indeed a long ways from home. "Aye." Was his simple reply, smiling. When she began to pack up her things, Ciaran watched silently. "S'ppose i'tis gett'n late." He stood and offered a hand to Koorie to help her up. "Maybe I'll see ya t'morrow at school?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2011 8:29 pm
She froze her movements when Ciaran's hand came down to her view and she stared at it silently with an empty expression for a moment. Without a word, she reached up and moved his hand away before standing up herself and reaching around to brush off her bottom.
"Perhaps... Although I wouldn't count on being more than acquaintances. As it is, rumors are bound to spread and that will be a pain in itself."
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 2:35 pm
Ah, it was no point being a gentleman to someone of such strong will, was it? A shame that courtesy was instilled in him since before he could recall. "Ah, I see. Well, friendship grows from bein' acquainted first, aye? 'N who cares bout what others idle gossip is? Dun let it get to ya, no matter what they say." He offered a friendly smile and a wave. "Walk safely. T'was a pleasure meetin' ya, Miss Koorie." With that, Ciaran took his leave.
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