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Post by rosabel mia russell on Dec 19, 2009 21:11:33 GMT -5
 Even if it was cold out did not mean that a person could not have some ice cream it was just a nice little treat that she just really would love to have if she got the time to have it. She moved feeling kind of tried to really say she wasn’t feeling like herself and she felt like something that she used to love in the summer time would be a great idea for right now. So she got dress as quick as she could and then maybe her way to the place. She wasn’t into driving unless she really had to it wasn’t the fact that she was poor it was that money just cost so much money and it was money that she just really did not have at the time.
Rosabel walked down the street she had a lot of thing on her mind though she really didn’t want to bother with thinking about it all. The reason for this was because she just wanted to have her free day. Her one day that she could just had relaxing day of the whole week. It was Sunday and then right away the next day it was back to work but it was ok that was just how long was. She moved into the ice cream store and looked over at the different kinds of flavors.
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Post by eric geoff warner on Dec 20, 2009 3:47:18 GMT -5
Eric sauntered down the drive, his hands in his pockets of his jacket as always. He wore a long black, leather jacket, and loose baggy and faded jeans. Walking into a random shop, whatever was the first to catch his eye, and what could be better than an icecream place? He met eyes with a cute young girl, with dark hair, and wearing a very salient blue shirt that made her skin radiate. He smiled at her, and traipsed along the floor to the main counter.
He bought a plain vanilla scoop on a plain cone, (how exciting of him) and sat with her, god hoping she wasn't a mistress just incase she was one of those typoes that told you off when you sat near them without bowing or kissing their feet first. "Mind if I join you?" he asked first befoe he sat down, in a polite manner. |
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Post by rosabel mia russell on Dec 20, 2009 4:11:42 GMT -5
Rosabel had decided on getting cherry ice cream with browns on top it was weird but there were just so many different kind of flavors that she just could not decided which ones that she really wanted. After having a couple of sample she finally chose the cherry one though she wondered if it would taste good with the browns. She a huge sweet tooth when it came to stuff like that though she could help it she just love it sweet thing it always brought a smile to other people face when she saw them. She paid for her ice cream. Rosabel got it in a cup she was no a big fan when it came down to cones she didn’t know why but for some reason she just didn’t like them.
She moved over and then sat down at a table she looked over to see that someone else had came it was a man looked to be out of high school if she had to take a guess at it. She spoon full of her ice cream and a smile fell on to her face. She turned and looked to the side of her the guy with the coat who had came in wanted to sit next to her who was she to say no was “Go right ahead, I’m Rosabel and you are?” she asked him and then took another spoon full this time with a brown. She looked down at his ice cream it was just vanilla “Ooo I love that flavor on a summer day or with something warm” she said thinking about it. The guy probably thought she was some kind of person weirdo.
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Post by eric geoff warner on Dec 20, 2009 20:42:22 GMT -5
He pulled out a chair and sat with the girl whom she just introduced herself as Ro-sa-bell. Eric thought he'd better give her his name too, although he was sort of distracted by her face, and her cute smile. "Er- um.. My name.. Werrick- Uh Meri..." Shit. He shook himself off, and smiled, laughing nervously. "Eric. Eric Warner, how do you spell your name?" he asked politely, it was such a nice name he hoped to learn more about it, and about the girl who owned it. Hey, that's a great pick up line.. I should've used it. Damn it. Eric stopped thinking to himself and smiled at her warmly, still feeling his breakfast, restless in his stomach. “Ooo I love that flavor on a summer day or with something warm” he didn't know what she was talking about, but he was sure it was something about the icecream she was eating. He nodded his head and smiled enthusiastically. "It's great innit it?" he said before taking another lick of his plain, old boring, vanilla cone. What was he doing? He didn't even like ice cream all that much. He guessed it as her that could his eye, as he walked by, not the shop itself.
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Post by rosabel mia russell on Dec 20, 2009 21:07:52 GMT -5
Rosabel looked at him he seemed to be a bit nervous she took a spoon full of her ice cream and then looked over at him. “No need to be shy or anything I don’t bite nor judge” she said smiling brightly and looked around the room at all of the other different kind of flavors that she could have gotten if she really wanted to. “So are new here? I never seen you around but then again I’m new what grade are you in” she asked she wasn’t nervous it was better to asked then to have the conversation die that would be kind of sad for that to happened. She turned back over to him and crossed her legs.
It seemed like he didn’t know what she was talking about “I was taking about your ice cream that was what it reminded me of” she said giggling a little and then smiling. She was not laughing at him no she just tried to ease the room a bit. “You spell my name R O S A B E L, I’m not sure what it really mean since I never decided to search it or ask my parents about it or anything” she said thinking about how she doesn’t even talk to her family anymore it would be kind of hard to have to ask her about it now. She could google it maybe she would have google it at some point.
She moved in a bit closer to him because she didn’t really want to scream it to the whole world “Are you a master?” she asked finally figuring out the everyone here was either a master or a slave. She wondered what he was now.
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Post by eric geoff warner on Dec 21, 2009 22:51:02 GMT -5
Rosabel was a nice girl, really straight forward, and up front about how she thought of people. It seemed like first impressions didn't really matter to her. Eric licked his cone looked into her eyes, and stopped when she asked where he was from. "Well I'm from L.A, I moved here with my dad, and my baby brother Joey." He said smiling and nodding, he continued to lick his cone as she explained how her name was spelt. It was gorgeous. "Huh. Pretty name to match a pretty girl," he said chuckilng and grimaced. Wow, Eric you're a modern day Romeo, aren't ya big guy? His face matched his thoughts and he smiled at her warmly. His heart fluyttered slightly, as she moved closer to him. As he caught a better view of her, he couldn't stop gazing.
That one word fell from her lips and it was so disgusting, it made him queasy just to think about it. He was glad she asked, because that gave some conclusion to match up with his own status. Or, well, at leats he hoped they matched in status. "Er no? Are you?" He whispered just as she did, hoping she would say no aswell.
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Post by rosabel mia russell on Dec 21, 2009 23:31:51 GMT -5
Rosabel looked at him and she nodded her head lightly “Aw a baby brother that so cute but then again he must be cute looking at him big hot brothers” she said winking at him. He was a good looking guy and she didn’t care if her master said no dating. She smiled when he told about her that she was pretty. She thought that she was really nice and sweet. She moved and took another spoon full of her ice cream and then moved her feet back and forth as she looked at him. "So are you in college now?" she asked him wondering what year he could be if he was.
She smiled brightly when he said that he was not a master she shook her head lightly. "No I'm a slave" she said leaning back against her seat. "Though I don't think I could ever order someone around like some people do, I do have to ask why you are a slave. If you don't mind me asking" she said just thinking like a guy like this would be a slave when he could be like a hot master.
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Post by eric geoff warner on Dec 22, 2009 0:48:42 GMT -5
Eric smirked and looked down shyly. he laughed and kept silent, and just watched her smile and wink at him when he brought his head back up again. He nodded when she asked him if he was in college, "Yeah I'm majoring in medical science, and biology." He said smiling, pleased by his acomplishments so far. He was almost half way through his cone, and was no able to bit the sides of it, and get the rest of the ice cream inside, as he did. It was sad. But oh so exciting when she said she was a slave. Thouugh if they were ever to hook up, it would be difficult to get together because his Mistress sure as hell wouldn't let him out of a night. He shrugged at her question, and never really knew why anyone got to be slaves or masters. "Why does anyone become slaves?" he asked, thinking how unfair it was considering he was just as good as his mistress, but she's so blinded by slavery that she can only ever see him as an object rather than a man. "We're all human, and equal one way or another, I don't really get why some people have more adcantages than others."
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Post by rosabel mia russell on Dec 22, 2009 1:10:45 GMT -5
Rosabel looked at him "I was saying the truth I think your good looking and I don't care if you don't believe me" she said smiling and then shrugging. She was very open when it came to people she never bother to let anything not out whatever she thought she said. "That’s really kool I suck at those kind of things but that why my major is dance" she said smiling. She loved dance and everything about it. It was just so relaxing when doing dance. Rosabel looked back at her ice cream and then at him. "I know what you mean I mad about being a slave everyone the same I don't understand how the pick for a person to be slave or mistress or master but I find it sick and even though my master told me. I am not allowed to be with someone...I don't care. I am goign to date people even if I have to keep it a secret I will" she said shrugging. "It’s my life" she said looking over at him and smiling.
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Post by eric geoff warner on Dec 22, 2009 17:28:26 GMT -5
Eric smiled at her again, and nodded. He was glad she understood his point of view. His heart lit up when she said she was going to date pepople regardless of what her master told her. He finished off his ice cream, and wiped his hands on his pants. "Well Rosabel, it was lovely to meet you, I have to go.. but do you wanna meet up at my place later and we can have dinner?" he asked smiling, feeling confident and proud within himself, although he didn't know if she was single or not. But who cares? He thought and took her hand, and gazed deeply into her eyes, hoping she would accept his invitation.
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Post by rosabel mia russell on Dec 23, 2009 4:03:06 GMT -5
Rosabell found it kind of sad that he had to leave she really like him here and didn’t want him to go but when he said that he wanted her to come to his place for dinner she had to thinking about it for a second. She wondered if one he was a good cook or anything but he was a good guy she could tell and she knew how to take care of herself just incaise. “Yeah sure, what time?” she asked him as he took her has she smiled at him. Yea this guy is a really sweet guy she said to herself though she could have probably said it out loud if she really wanted to.
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