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 Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 9:28 pm
James breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. "Sweet, Here, Let me give you my room number, drop by any time." He turned to dig a pink sticky note out of his bag and his pencil. He wrote '#74, James - Art History Tutor' With a smiled he held it out for Israel and pocketed his pencil "And By any time, I mean any time, really I'm not bothered by company In fact I'm kind of lonely here, Having a room all to my own is a little unsettling, I grew up in a big family and all so my three brothers and I shared a room. I never got a moment of peace, but I was never lonely." He shrugged and looked up at the ceiling.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 9:33 pm
Israel took the bright paper, dispising the color by nature but loving it because the boy used it.
"Oh really? That sounds intersting, I don't have any siblings... it was just me and my father and an empty cathedral so I am used to being alone..." He didn't know why he was so chatty all of a sudden, but he couldn't help himself. Something inside him wanted to become more aquanted with James. "Room 74... I'll try to drop by later." He said, put the paper in his pocket, noting how neat James' handwriting was compared to his scribbles.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 10:05 pm
"A cathedral? Sounds fun" He glanced at his watch, twenty five minutes to go until he had to be back in the same lecture hall for his European history class. "Does it have like a bell tower and stained glass windows, kind of mid century gothic? Or is it turn of the century stone work?" He was curious, the only memorable cathedral James had ever been to was made out of Ice and he went to it to help run the wiring for the lights.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 10:12 pm
Israel nodded his head, feeling a bit more comfortable now that James had decided to find an interest in him.
"Yes, it is... how do you say... mideval architech...um... no, thats not how to say it um... oh, um, Roman Cathedral... um... yes, pointy steeples and many, many stained windows... they tell many stories. You... do not attend a catherdral?" He asked. Where he came from, EVERYONE went to some sort of mass.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 10:21 pm
James shook his head. "No, I'm not Religious, We never really got into the whole waking up on Sundays thing." He shrugged. "And Mum would not take us to church if we wanted to go, she thought it was full of close minded zombies." He laughed, showing that it was mostly a joke; his mother was a civil rights activist from the USA. And she had a 'thing' about church.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 10:32 pm
"Really?" Israel cocked his head. "I've never met someone who did not attend mass..." His curiosity had been struck. It was now vital that he find out as much of James as he could... even if it meant recieving tutoring for every subject.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 10:40 pm
James chuckled. "Well, I'm glad I'm your first, I might not damn your immortal soul... to much." He gently punched the edge of his shoulder and winked. "Un-less you get on my bad side that is." He leaned against the wall next to them and looked the boy over again. he was innocent looking and a little drab, but that could be fixed. He had nice green eyes and a capacity to learn. Someone who might really need his help. "In truth, I thinks it's more that I'm lazy than I don't believe." He shrugged again not really knowing how to justify his actions when he did not really have to.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 10:45 pm
Israel smiled and then blushed again when he noticed that James had looked him over.
"I... am over dressed, yes?" He looked down at himself, referring to the longsleeve white button-down shirt, black slack and belt.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 10:52 pm
James shook his head. "You can dress how ever you want to. If you feel good in those clothes than you should wear them." He looked down at his own clothing and almost winced. Compared to Israel he was wearing Pajamas, with his green-tee, and tightish jeans, not to mention his slip on Van's with the fun orange and pink squares; that had been worn so many times they had a slight pin head sized hole over the big toe.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 10:54 pm
Israel chuckled.
"I wear them because that is how I am told to dress... I like the way you dress... you look... unique." He gave the boy a smile, showing that he was being as honest as could be.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 11:03 pm
James laughed at his choice of wording "Unique? Well, Could be worse I suppose." He stretched both arms behind his head and leaned his back against the wall. "If I had to choose a word to describe you're clothing at the moment...it would be...Professional." He smirked and nodded slightly. "If you want some Tee's or something I can lend you a few, I think I have some tight one's that should fit you nice." James had gotten most of his clothes from his brothers and they all shared one dresser so no one was really sure whose shirts/pants were whose. It had been a big deal when he took the majority of the nice clothes with him on this trip. And by nice I mean not ripped to badly, or noticeably stained in an awkward place.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 11:06 pm
Israel looked back down at himself, pulling at his loose shirt.
"Well... I suppose a new change would not hurt... i-if you do not mind, of course." He said shyly, deciding to stare at his nice Italian shoes.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 11:21 pm
"Cool." James said and went to reach his hand out so that he could lead him by the hand, only to stop and put his hand in his pocket. He had been accused of acting like a gay lately and he was a little paranoid about that. Instead of holding hands they just walked together, James leading the way to his room. He opened the door with his card. the room was a little tussled but not to messy, his bed was unmade but not a mess, his bunny slippers were still knocked over from when he tripped on them this morning. and on the small counter sat a huge box of 'Coffee Crisp' candy bars coupled with many, many can's of 'diet Canadian Ale', he was addicted to both. He gestured that he could take a seat anywhere and went straight for the dresser. He opened drawer after drawer, pulling out a few clothes here and there when he was done he held a stack about a foot high of; Three light tee-shirts of different colors, A pair of Jeans that had been tight on him so they should fit the boy ok, a light long sleeve tee with a cool swirly design screen printed off center on the front, and a woven washed out orange belt. "M-kay, try these on, see what you think." He held the pile out for the boy and grinned
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 11:27 pm
Israel blushed slightly at James' gesutre as they went into his room. He took a stand near the kitchen, not wanting to sit down as he saw James rummage through his drawers. When he was done, he saw the clothes that were handed to him and then looked around, wondering if James meant for him to change in front of him.
"Um... "
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 11:33 pm
James smirked and pointed to a door across from them near the bed. "The bath room is over there." he said gently so as not to make him embarrassed. "Sorry about the mess, I did not think anybody would want to come in." He shrugged and when to sit on the bed while he waited for the boy to change. The bathroom sink and counter were cluttered with styling products and specialty soaps, as well as crossword puzzles and American Pop-Culture Magazines.
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