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Post by lucy megan nelson on Jun 20, 2009 2:29:12 GMT
[/i] Diamonds][/size][/blockquote][/left] What the hell are we doing down here ?
[/s][/i] "What does it look like we're doing ? We're going to have a tea party," she whispered fiercely. It would be so much easier to be sneaky if she didn't have to answer all of Denise's stupid questions. She had snuck down to the basement, only to find the door unlocked and now she was thinking that there was either someone who belonged down here or someone who didn't belong down here with her and she honestly didn't know which option would cause more trouble for her. She might have just turned back, but she heard someone else walking down the hall so she had no choice but to venture into the scary, gross, creepy, basement with the unknown could-be killer. Yay. You know, whoever that was is probably gone by now. We could go back.[/s][/i] "Don't be such a wimp, Cathy." Lucy had never realized how many rooms there were down here. It would be very easy to get lost, but also very easy not to be found. That was a very good thing. She kept walking past door after door, until she noticed one that was cracked open. Well, it would be nice not to have to pick another lock. Sure, the door was only open because whoever was down here with her was in it, or had been recently, but by now, she was feeling rather reckless and due to the rummaging noises she could hear, she doubted it was a staff member in there. So, since she was Princess Lucy who feared nothing, she went barging in. Well, he's quite pretty, isn't he ?[/s][/i] "He's quite old," Lucy replied, walking over to a rather large box and hopping onto it, before beginning to pull out the contents of the basket she had brought along and placing them on the box beside her. I go with Lucy on this one. What is he, thirty ? [/s][/i] "Probably," she answered, paying no attention to the man she was discussing with the voices in her head. She had managed to get a bottle of green tea from the cafeteria and while it wasn't the kind she liked, or even hot, it was better than the tea she had served at the last tea party she'd had, where the tea had been imaginary. She split it up between the three cups provided, one for Denise, one for Cathy, and of course, one for Princess Lucy.[/blockquote]
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Post by lucy megan nelson on Jun 20, 2009 4:28:18 GMT
[/i] Diamonds][/size][/blockquote][/left] Oh dear, why do people keep thinking it's alright to mess up your parties ?
[/s][/i] Can we have some fun now, please can we have some fun ? We've been so tame ever since we got here....[/s][/i] Lucy smiled at him sweetly. "Grandpa, if you wanna lose a few teeth and a certain organ I'm guessing your fond of, talk to me like that again." Towards the end, her tone changed from the perky, bubbly voice that she typically used at tea parties into the low growl that came from in between her clenched teeth. And that innocent little smile changed into a menacing look that would scare most sane people. Of course, since he was here, he probably wasn't sane at all. Sure, in just a physical fight comparing his weight, strength, and what he could take against her weight, strength, and what she could take, he would win hands down. But, she was perched up here so she could easily pounce on him and that combined with her tendency to fight dirty gave her what could be called an edge. Lucy got into fights more often than a lot of bikers did and the prospect of getting into one now struck her as more fun than scary. She was still glaring at him with the same look she reserved for the cafeteria food and people she didn't like. And right now, he fit into the second catagory. Ooh, why don't you go ahead and jump on him ? It'd take him by surprise...[/s][/i] "Stop giving instructions, Denise." She didn't find it odd at all to stop in the middle of a stare down to talk to one of the voices in her head. She normally answered them just because ignoring them never went over well. Hearing two voices screaming two different songs at the same time made her learn her lesson fast. And she didn't really like the silence in her head anymore. She raised herself up as high as she could, which wasn't very high at all considering she only stood at 5'3". But even with her sitting on this box, she was taller than she normally was standing up. [/blockquote]
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Post by lucy megan nelson on Jun 20, 2009 5:18:45 GMT
Ew.
[/s][/i] Seriously...[/s][/i] "Oh God, they let pedophiles in here ? That's just wrong. Don't get any ideas about me being your Lolita, I bite." It didn't look like he was the type to just charge her, so she took the oppertunity to lift up her cup and have a sip. Bleck. But, it was better than sipping at the air. Her legs crossed themselves at the ankles and she smiled at him maliciously. In all honesty, even without the actual fight, she was enjoying the threatening banter. Why ? Because that's how her mind worked. She liked being tested and pushed like this. Although she was wondering how this was going to end. Was he finally going to get fed up and push her off the box ? Or would she win ? She seriously doubted that the two of them could come up with a compromise, mostly because she wasn't the type to give an inch. She studied her nails in boredom, half listening as he spoke again. "Sorry, Mister. That's just not gonna work for me. Cause I'm busy here now, and I really don't give a fuck about what you were doing. So, why don't you go harrass some other underage girl to get your kicks and leave me to my party." You should mention receeding hairlines in the next quip.[/s][/i] "All in good time, Cathy. Though I am proud of you for thinking of that. Very unlike you," she observed, still watching the man infront of her in a way that would make most people think she was talking to him instead of the voices in her head. But honestly, where was she supposed to look ? Maybe she should start rolling her eyes back in her head whenever she talked to Cathy and Denise. Then again, all that would do was make people think she was possessed, which might actually be kind of fun. Her eyes narrowed slightly in a threatening way as she studied him again. "What are you doing in here anyway ? Burying the last chick who came in here for a tea party ?"[/blockquote]
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Post by lucy megan nelson on Jun 20, 2009 6:27:37 GMT
[/i] Diamonds][/size][/blockquote][/left] "Well, I obviously meet the requirements now, so you can just move along." She ended that with a shooing motion of her hands and she angled her body away from him in the way that said she was ignoring him. However, when he moved behind her, she spun around on her box, drawing her knees up to her chest and while he had his back to her she resisted her urge to whack him in the back of the head and instead used the oppertunity to make sure that in this new seating arrangement, her skirt was still positioned so that he couldn't see anything good.
Of course he's a druggie, why didn't I think of that ? [/s][/i] Wait, can't that shit blow up ?[/i][/s] "Ooh, a meth-head. Well, that does explain all those little lines in your face." Lucy wrinkled her nose at him to show her disapproval of those wrinkles. "I thought they were just a sign of wisdom." She shook her head slightly he mentioned her face getting her a better location. "You know, I tried that, but apparently, most people aren't into crazy girls. Who knew hearing voices was such a turn off ? But come on, you have to be happy that I did wander down here. Otherwise, you might have never met the star of all your fantasies for the forseeable future." Lucy stared at the batteries and resisted the urge to tsk at him. Yeah, she had never really understood the point of doing meth or any of the real hard core stuff. Messed you up too much and it got you put in places like this. True, she was here anyway, but imagine where she'd be if she was into drugs on top of all of her natural issues. "Now that you're over your rather pathetic attempts to get me out of here, do you mind me watching you make it? Cause from what I've heard, it's like Extreme Easy-Bake Oven." She was definetely enjoying herself now, messing with people like him was a lot of fun. Lucy was eager to see just how far he'd let her push him before he really got ticked and made her leave him alone. Based on what had happened so far, she was betting it'd be a while, especially since he was distracted.[/blockquote]
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Post by lucy megan nelson on Jun 20, 2009 7:20:09 GMT
[/i] Diamonds][/size][/blockquote][/left] “You know, that's just a little uncalled for. 99.9% of girls would have just walked right out of here the first time you started being creepy. But because I'm so special and I understand that you just can't help yourself, I let it go," she finished this with a slow shake of her head and just looked at him for a minute. The sad thing was, while most people would think she was joking, she was pretty serious. One of the side effects of being a narcissist was thinking that everyone else loved her. And this was no different.
"Darn it. I wanted to learn how to make hard-core drugs. That'd make one hell of a science project, don't you think ?" Not that she would actually be doing science projects anytime soon, or ever again for that matter. She seriously doubted they'd let her out before she was at least 22. And even then escaping from this hell-hole was a long shot. She spun back around to face him as he sat down on the floor and she spoke again, this time commenting on the end of his words. "You know, the collecting thing is a little weird. Are you a pack rat as well as a junkie, or does doing that just make you feel a little closer to your fix ?" Lucy actually wasn't trying to be annoying or mean here, she genuinely wanted to know.
Thinking of taking up meth, Lucy ? [/s][/i] "No, I'm actually rather looking forward to maintaining the current state of my teeth. And that was a really lame insult, Denise."Shut up.[/s][/i] When he mentioned wanting to watch the tea party, she scoffed lightly. "Hate to break it to you, but this isn't a free show. Join in or get out," she said, holding out one of the three cups. But that one was mine ![/s][/i] "Oh whatever, you and I both know I'd have to drink it for you." She shook her head in annoyance. "Just so you know, that's Cathy's cup so don't drool all over it cause it'll gross her out and then I'll have to hear about it for the rest of the night."I wouldn't do that.[/s][/i] "Yes, you would." Lucy returned her attention to the man on the floor. "So, what's your name, my future stalker ?"[/blockquote]
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Post by lucy megan nelson on Jun 21, 2009 4:18:57 GMT
[/i] Diamonds][/size][/blockquote][/left] She frowned as he spilled the tea.
You just had to give my tea to the druggie with twitches, didn't you ? [/s][/i] "Yes. And your hostility is appreciated." She didn't really find it odd that she answered Cathy and Denise so freely, and she didn't exactly care what he thought of it either. She was used to getting the strange looks that came with answering things that no one else could hear, and by now, she just told herself that people were jealous that they didn't have the same cool people in their heads that she did. She laughed a little when he gave the fake name and then corrected it. "Aw, come on. You could choose any name in the world as your fake name and you pick James ? Why not something cool like Damien or Franklin ? Cause, no offense, but Ian isn't really that great either. You could at least have a good fake name." He asked her name and even took the time to say hello to Denise and Cathy, which of course, they both appreciated immensely. And a hello right back to him. I told you he was pretty.[/s][/i] Tell the druggie I said hey.[/s][/i] "I'm Princess Lucy. And Cathy and Denise both say hello back, though Cathy added something I find disturbing and Denise insulted you." She didn't find it odd to intruduce herself as a princess at all, in fact that's what she always did. She knew she wasn't actually a princess, of course, but she thought she should be one, and so she had given herself the title. She even had a tiara to go with the title, though she had left that in her room after she saw this one particularly large girl that had been eyeing it louging in the hall. She had already discovered all the good hiding places in her room and she had planted all the stuff she didn't want found in those places. Of course, since she was slightly paranoid, she had fake hiding places with stuff she didn't care about hidden as well, just to help her figure out if someone was rifling with her stuff or not. So far she was still in the clear. "So, is this a regular thing you do ? Playing pharmacy down here, I mean."[/blockquote]
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Post by lucy megan nelson on Jun 29, 2009 23:54:46 GMT
[/i] Diamonds][/size][/blockquote][/left] She waved her hand. "Don't worry, I forgive you for your ignorance. But you're right, you don't find faces like this one among common folk." To most people, that would be taken as a joke. In fact, he'd probably think it was a joke. But unfortunately, Lucy didn't see the world that way and she was being entirely serious when she said that. Her narcassism was something that had rather warped her view of reality. When he spoke directly to Cathy and Denise instead of conveying the message through Lucy, both of them were delighted, though Cathy was a great deal more open about it than Denise was.
Oh, Lucy, tell him to stop. I'm blushing. [/s][/i] "You're a voice, you can't blush."Shut up, Lucy, it's the thought that counts. Tell him he's pretty, please ?[/s][/i] "Cathy, I'm not going to tell him that. Drop it."I appreciate his theatrics.[/s][/i] "I figured you would. Denise is enjoying the show," Lucy conveyed, returning her attention to him for the first time in a couple of moments. Apparently Ian had a way of riling Cathy and Denise up which made things in Lucy's head a little hectic. "Why, thank you," Lucy said, smiling a little. This smile seemed a lot more natural than her rather demonic broad smile. "Huh, no thanks. I'd rather keep my flawless face the way it is. Wrinkle free with lovely pearly white teeth.""No, no. I normally camp out in a place a little less.... dingy." She paused to glance at a particularly disturbing stain on the concrete floor. "But, beggars can't be choosers. At least when it comes to tea party locations, that is." Well, the garden was rather nice.[/s][/i] "Eh, too much pollen for me. Allergies aren't attractive."Oh, and you think you're attractive when you aren't suffering from allergies ?[/s][/i] "Denise, I have one face. It is the closest thing to your own face you are ever going to get. And, I can gurantee that if you did have a face, I would be a lot less attractive than mine is now."Bitch.[/i][/s][/blockquote]
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