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    "Jesse Cannone" he replied, with a fascinated smirk. He wasn't quite sure what game the girl was playing, but Jesse would take the bait and follow her willingly. "And you're name?"

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    •Beck | Josiah | Carrington•
    Beck felt a lopsided smile grow to his face as his eyes scanned Elias fleetingly. "Portraits? That's cool." He licked his lips and averted his eyes slowly to his lap. "Yeah, I like art... I'm more into illustrations for like... Comics and cartoons and stuff..." A light blush tinged his cheeks and he shuffled on his bed, making himself more comfortable. "So, Eli... It's Eli, right? Or Elias?... I don't know, er..." Beck trailed off, quickly rubbing the side of his face to stop feeling as stupid as he was acting. "I guess you like art too; you kind of seem like a creative person and... That kind of stuff." He let out a sigh, hating that this whole day of stress was really taking a toll on him. He already struggled with interacting with people, all the stress loaded on as well probably didn't help.




    •Elizabeth/Effy Mary Downing•


    Effy smiled a bit. "Effy Downing." She replied and inhaled once more and looked at Jesse. She gave him the joint back. She narrowed her eyes at him a little. "Why did you call me onto the bed? I would of been fine on the ground." She grinned at him and ran a hand through her hair..



    //Jeanette || Tasia || Lassamiere\\


    I let out a frustrated huff of air, gathering my things and shoving them back into my suitcase. "Whatever," I said as I attempted to zip it back up. Suddenly I felt a little guilty for snapping at the girl. It wasn't her fault I was stuck in this h*ll-hole. I could just storm off and forget about it... but honestly I didn't need to be making any enemies. I zipped my bag and held out a hand to her. "Name's Jeanette. I like your accent."

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    {Rosemarie Myracle Sage}


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    IC: I bit my lip, wondering what was gonna happen. When she introduced herself, I smiled. "Rosemarie Sage." I said, shaking her hand. "Thanks, I like yours too." I said. American accents were still accents, at least to me.[/fancypost]

    Jesse took back the joint and smoked it once. He sat up and leaned in close to Effy, inches away from the side of her face. "A guy can get a little lonely sometimes" he said in a soft, raspy whisper. "And you looked a little lonely yourself..."


    ((my own characters creep me out sometimes...))




    •Elizabeth/Effy Mary Downing•


    Effy frowned. "I don't get lonley." She whispered back, the corner of her lip turned up slightly. She looked him in the eye and smirked. She moved her head back a little and chuckled. "You're easy." She whispered, shaking her head a bit.





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    Jesse smiled and only leaned in closer, not yet realizing that he had lost this one. "What do you say... Eleven. Tonight. You're place. Bit less, uh..." Jesse glanced around the room at his roommates, both of whom were crouched over some little sketch book and muttering small-talk. "...less crowded" Jesse spun the joint around in his fingers, anticipating Effy's response.

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    I smile, genuinely pleased. "I, um, thanks. Er...I once tried to create a comic strip, but once I'd developed characters, I couldn't bear to simplify the drawings....but I console myself with reading Calvin and Hobbes." He's actually....I remember when I flushed thinking about him, and I'm glad I was unnoticed mostly whereever I went. But he seems like a nice person, something I'd never imagined. And he seems at least as awkward in conversation as I am. "Can....can I see some? Of your drawings?"
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    •Elizabeth/Effy Mary Downing•


    Effy nodded. She was about to get off his bed when she paused and bit her lip. "Not my room, we will meet outside my room then somewhere else." She looked at him and winked before getting off of his bed. Her skirt had been ruffled up so it exposed more than half of her thigh. It wasn't even a dress, it was top pulled down. Her fashion sense would be considered edgy and sexy and that's the way she likes it. She left the room, pausing to turn around and lick her lip lightly to Jesse, just to be seductive. She then left the room, closing the door behind her.






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    Jesse snickered after Effy left, then blew out a puff of smoke. His gaze fell on his two roommates who were still leaning over the little book. "And that's how it's done" he said confidently to no one in particular.

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    •Beck | Josiah | Carrington•
    Ooc: Ahh... Jesse's some character xD And wow... That'd be dramatic.


    Beck bared his teeth in a toothy smile as he commented, "There's nothing a Calvin and Hobbes Comic Strip can't help." He knew that his first judgement was correct; the boy was actually not too bad. He felt fortunate that there was someone else with the same likes as him and he figured that maybe after all this bad luck, the day could end with some good luck. Beck hesitated at first when he heard the question. He honestly didn't know whether his work was okay enough to be shown but still, he eventually nodded his head quickly and leaned over, scratching through his suitcase. "Sure! I apologise in advance though; I only brought my sketchbook with the... Messed up stuff..." He sat up straight and then handed his sketchbook over, chewing his lip. By messed up, Beck meant all of the work in the sketchbook could be characters from horror films because they were so distorted and eerie. Beck smiled coyly and kept an eye on him, clasping his hands together on his lap as he waited attentively for his reaction.

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    I grin, my hazel eyes lighting up. I feel stupid for putting so much stock in a comic, but the fact that he likes Calvin and Hobbes is...well, pretty much Christmas for me. That's kind of my Bible. Well, okay, maybe an exaggeration, but....well, not much o one.




    I lay the book on my lap, lifting the cover gently. "...Wow." I'm surprised, a bit, but....the way he did these, maybe they aren't portraits, but the style, the darkness rendered with some detail, but simplicity enough to.....I'm truly delighted, and a bit awed. "These are..." I look up, unable to find a word that would sound like I meant it well. "I love them." That works, right? Because I do. And maybe it's the drug talking, but I don't think I'd be less appreciative completely sober.
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    hmm.....that would be bad. I know at least my charrie, being aflicted as he is, would literally try to kill one of the guards. Um. Yeah. WOOHOO!


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    Hearing the two boys talk at the other side of the room, Jesse couldn't help but feel a bit left out and even a little curious. "What's that you're looking at?" he asked, trying to sound as if he could care less what their response was. Had there been anything better to do, Jesse probably wouldn't have wasted his time starting conversation with these two. They were too quiet, and something about them made him feel awkward, but Jesse was quickly growing bored, and he seemed to have forgotten his bitter first encounter with Beck only an hour or so before.

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    •Elizabeth/Effy Mary Downing•


    Effy walked back to her own form and went to the books shelf, collecting a container of pills from it. She sighed and went to the bathroom and swallowed the pill with water from the tap. She state at herself in the mirror and the took 3 more afterward. She then got a cold shower and sat down in it for about 2 more hours..



    Ooc: omg effy is gonna rage haha

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    •Beck | Josiah | Carrington•
    Ooc: I can definitely see Eli at least attempting to kill a guard xD


    Beck's eyes lit up with satisfaction when Elias complimented his work. He never often showed his work off to people because never had many people to show, but now that Elias seemed content with his work, Beck felt pretty chuffed with himself if he was honest. Having him tell Beck that he liked his work was bliss for Beck. "Yeah?" He hummed and cocked an eyebrow at him, a weak smile still left on his chapped lips. "Thank you." He added after moment of sitting in silence. "I didn't think many people would really like them... Thanks." He thanked him again and then sighed. Sometimes he really wished that he wasn't so awkward when he spoke. Beck gritted his teeth, blushing weakly as he glanced away towards where he heard Jesse's voice. "It's just my sketchbook." He muttered, his voice subconsciously changing into an almost defensive tone. He really couldn't care less about how rude the boy was previously, but still he remained protective of himself around the boy.