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Post by PACEY LUCAS BAEK on Sept 28, 2012 20:10:11 GMT -5
Though no avid fan, he was proud of himself once he finally figured out what it was that Ashton was talking about. Yes, in that case, splinching didn't sound like something very fun at all. "Wonder how common it is, though," he said, frowning a little bit. "Splinching, I mean... Hope it's not all the time or anything, 'cause knowing my luck I'd do it all the time. And I'm too young to have to accidentally amputate an arm!" Though he said "knowing my luck" as if it was bad, Pacey knew that he was actually quite a lucky kid, always kind of had been. That was the way it was with his family -- there was nothing he appreciated more. "Dude, if you could though, not even just the other side of the city. I could be anywhere. I could be in like, France, right now." He wasn't, unfortunately, and he wasn't sure France would be much fun if he went all on his lonesome. "Could do without the whole evil witch bit, yeah," he agreed, making a face briefly. The idea was kind of unsettling.
"'Course it's not," Pacey said, his voice taunting but only in good fun as he waggled his eyebrows at his friend. His mind wasn't so much in the gutter, was it? Nah, he didn't think so. "Man, I can't promise that 'cause I dunno what 'totally sucking' is for you, but I won't wipe out more than six times within the hour, I promise." He nudged Ashton a little bit, grinning his obvious amusement, but really he was glad that his friend wasn't the type to totally judge the heck out of him just in case he really wasn't all that good. It was true that he wasn't the greatest, though -- that was just the way things had been working out thus far, unfortunately. "But word, we should totally set this shit up! I'll call my parents or something, ask them to book the flight and stuff a bit later for winter break." He did always want to be home for Christmas and to just hang out for a couple of weeks, but it could wait... a week or two, he figured. It was sad that break was only a month long, but he'd survive. Pacey was attending a school for fucking elemental powers, after all -- he was in no position to complain about what he got.
Try as he might, he couldn't really figure out what the heck Ashton meant by all this weird nonsense. Pacey didn't know the woman, of course, but he was assuming that she was just a perfectly fine lady, not weird at all... but he should probably meet her before he jumped to any conclusions. He did, at least, laugh a bit when Ashton flailed around in his inability to explain. "It's okay dude, you don't have to --" By that time he'd already started explaining, though, so Pacey listened with genuine interest. "Ohhh..." He nodded a bit. "I guess that kind of is just a writer thing, then. Especially romance. Wait as long as it's not like... 50 Shades of Grey type, because then I'm sorry dude, your mom is weird." He wouldn't consider that book romance, though, but he'd heard a girl in his English class label it that the other day. That was very concerning because there was nothing romantic about the book as far as he was aware -- Pacey didn't read these things, alright? Gross! "Yeah, I call sometimes. Or like, text. Skype. Whatever," he said, smiling and nodding a bit. His dad was luckily pretty tech-savvy and so they didn't have too many communication problems in that sense, as Pacey of course had his phone and laptop. He did sometimes miss home, though.
There was just one very brief moment in which he got to consider himself lucky because they were getting up and were just about ready to head on out of there. It didn't take long before these hopes were dashed away by their female friend's complete and utter trolling, though, and he glanced nervously between the girl and Ashton, abandoning all pretense. He was at least a little bit relieved when Ashton backed him up -- thank god -- and he just nodded fervently at their friend, trying to look at her and not at any of the pictures of lingerie-clad models inside the store. "Yeah... yeah, definitely don't mind. And you guys don't mind if we just, uh... just leave, right? I mean we can meet up later and everything! And you can text us if you can't find us later! Or if you want us to come find you when you're at another store or something." He tried not to emphasize the last couple of words but those were important -- Pacey was trying to avoid having to come back here and sit around awkwardly again. "So, uh... yep," he said lamely, and with that (plus lots of laughing from the girl at their total awkward fail) he started off in the direction of the food court. Once they had gotten out of earshot, he let out an audible relieved sigh. "Dude, that was a close one." Maybe he was taking this far too seriously but hey... hey, Pacey couldn't help it, alright.
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Post by ASHTON CAMDEN RALEIGH on Sept 29, 2012 4:28:23 GMT -5
That was actually a pretty good question and not one that was really covered in the series itself from what he remembered. How common was splinching? Was it something that was incredibly likely for an inexperienced apparator teleporter, or was it rare enough to be considered unlikely? "I have no idea," he admitted, for Ashton didn't mind not knowing things. As long as people didn't make fun of him (not seriously, anyway) he was fine. "That's scary, though. Like why would anyone want to learn how if there was a chance of like, losing your arm? No way." He shuddered at the thought and rubbed at his shoulder with a laugh. It was like watching someone have their nose broken on TV and all of a sudden his nose felt all funny. Even the thought caused a strange concentration on his nose and so he pinched it for a moment, too. God damn it, he hated when that happened! "I could teleport to the top of a mountain instead of having to use the ski lift all the time." He groaned. "No, really, just for that, why can't this be a thing?" He would have so much more fun on the hills if he didn't have to take a forever-long ride back up the hill every time he reached the bottom. It was even worse when he wiped out and didn't land near the lift because that required trekking all the way toward it, often in pain from some mild injury or another. He supposed he should just count himself lucky that he hadn't put himself in the hospital with his boarding accidents.
Now that his thoughts were on snowboarding, he wished that it would hurry up and be winter right now so that he could get past the insufferable waiting periods. He hated having to bide his time all through the other three seasons. Oh, he liked them all for various reasons but when he wanted to snowboard, he wanted to snowboard. There were hills open year round with artificial snow but that wasn't the same. "Totally sucking is like... not being able to move more than a foot without falling," he said, laughing at the mental image. He remembered when he'd been at that point. He hadn't gotten a hang of the board until later, at which point a lot of people started telling him he was a natural. He was glad for that because he liked having approval, liked being good at things. Then again, who didn't? "Yeah!" he agreed with enthusiasm. "Yeah, totally, let's do it!" And suddenly it had turned from a joking conversation to serious business. He was glad for it, though, excited at the prospect of spending part of the winter with a good friend. "If I could just do nothing but board all year round, I so would." He sighed. "Of course my mom thinks that's stupid." He gave a bit of a smile to show that he really wasn't that upset with her. Ash was a chill guy. "You need to go to school, Ashton! Education is important!" Surprisingly enough, he was finding he didn't agree with her. His classes weren't really helping him out too much. Oh well. Innocently foreshadowing things for the win~.
Speaking of his mother, he had to grin when Pacey caught on and then mentioned 50 Shades of Grey. "She's not that bad," he assured his friend. Ashton liked romance novels, as awkward as that sometimes was when it came into conversation, but he preferred actual romance to... uh, whatever 50 Shades would be classified as. "Not that I'd know! I mean I read a couple chapters but, uh..." Yep, that was as far as he'd gotten before he caught on and backed out of that one. Not his thing at all. "Well that's good!" He was cheerful at the thought. It would be sad to find out that his friend didn't really get to talk to his family a lot. That was the reality of a lot of the students at the Academy. The computers came equipped with Skype in the library, though, at least. It was meant for those kids who had trouble contacting their family but he knew a lot of people used it to dick around and call people who weren't even partially related to them. Ashton was glad to have Pacey handling the situation with him in front of the lingerie store, else he was pretty sure he'd have just turned bright red and got the hell out of there. Or worse, he'd have given in and stayed with all of his awkward glory. "Uh, yeah, just text us if you need us! We'll just be... y'know, over by the food." And not the sexy girls clothing, not at all. He followed Pacey without complaint and then sighed his relief once they were all clear. "Why there?" he burst out. Of all the places! Grinning, laughing, more due to his relief at escaping the awkward than anything else, he gestured in the general direction of foods. "Dude, we should actually go get food. So hungryyy." Food courts were gifts from the gods.
[these two are so fucking great xD]
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Post by PACEY LUCAS BAEK on Oct 4, 2012 17:41:00 GMT -5
Pacey for one would love to be able to teleport, but he had to admit that the idea of, oh, just losing a limb -- same old, same old? -- was really just not much of a selling point. That would be great, though, and (not having read the books) he had to wonder if there'd be a test for such things. "Wonder if teleporting's as easy as driving," he said, frowning a bit, for he really did think driving was nothing big. He'd be getting his license soon enough, in a couple of months! How old he'd have to be to teleport, though, he had no idea. "Yeah, that's so not happening," he agreed, shaking his head. So gross, he'd be walking around without some of his body and that just didn't seem very good at all. "Dude, that'd be awesome! As long as the board stays with you, anyway... but wouldn't you just get to the top and start sliding immediately?" he asked, wondering how exactly it worked. How much of a grace period was there for teleportation? Pfft, he made it sound as if it existed, but these were serious queries. "This needs to be a thing. You should invent it," he said, wishing this were at all possible.
Were there people who couldn't even move a foot without falling over? It seemed pretty strange to Pacey, but he was sure it was an exaggeration... or if he really had been like that back in the days when he'd first been trying, he definitely didn't remember it now. He wasn't great but he was better than a beginner. "Then I don't think I totally suck. Probably just suck a little bit," he said, his face serious at first before he cracked a grin. Nah, he was sure people could consider him to be a pretty lousy snowboarder but he was good enough to have fun with it rather than struggle all day up and down the slopes, so that was just fine! It put him in good spirits that they really were making plans for this break, though, even if it never transpired into anything serious. "Yeah, this place has really awesome slopes," he said, thinking of all he knew about the Rockies, but then he frowned a little bit at Ashton's next words. "Hey man, I mean, if you like it and you're good enough at it, why not? You could totally do it!" he encouraged, smiling honestly. He had a very skewed idea things like this, though -- it was the side effects of having enough money from his family that he really would be able to do anything he wanted for the rest of his life. Funnily enough, he wasn't resistant at all. He sort of did want a Business degree and to take over the company. "Ferreal, I'll fund your snowboarding career, man." It was hard for Pacey to imagine that he might not have an endless cash supply one day, but he would just have to deal with that if and when it happened.
The kind of hardcore porn that 50 Shades of Grey was seriously grossed him out a little, so he was honestly glad that he'd never thought to actually pick up the book. There wre all kinds of "do not want" written all over it, and this was a kid who'd read and hadn't totally hated Twilight when he'd read it back in seventh grade! His opinion on this had changed a little bit over time, though, so maybe it made sense now that he wanted to facepalm and hide at the mention of 50 Shades. "Well, I'm glad. I'm not sure I can be friends with the guy whose mom wrote that book," he said, pretending to shudder a little at the thought. No, of course Pacey wasn't mean enough to really do that in reality, but this wasn't the case. Either way, this was so not an appropriate book to be talking about in front of the stupid lingerie store, so he was glad when they were able to provide an appropriate excuse to get up and run away fast. Okay, so he didn't run, but he would have if he could have gotten away with it. "Bye!" he said, a little squeakily (damn it voice crack), to their friend before the two of them left again. He could only nod at Ashton's small outburst. "I don't know! It's like they did that on purpose!" he said, shaking his head. Gosh, that was ridiculous. [color=99CC99"Actually maybe they did. Trolls."
[/color] Pacey shook his head in dismay before nodding, heading off in the direction of the food court -- he knew his way around the mall far too well. "Yeah, 'cause food's the best. Let's do it, I really do want a damn pizza sub..."(they're so awesome, LOL. awesome and awkward. XD) [/size][/justify][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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