Krystal Scarblade
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Post by Krystal Scarblade on Mar 22, 2009 19:25:56 GMT -7
Krystal smiled softly at the blush, watching him before giggling with a nod. "Well that's understandable..." she said softly. Hell, if she was in his position though it would be a smart thing to do! Who wouldn't want to master a language? Well... maybe people with a life... but, whatever. She thought it was pretty cool that her and Liam had a common interest already... Liam seemed like a sweet kid. It's not like he has called her a freak and cursed her out... Which was ALWAYS a good thing! "I guess I would be the same way..." she added, leaning back on her hands with a soft sigh. "Are y'all permanetely moving here... or is it just a temporary thing?" she said glancing over at him. Ha, y'all... That's what she gets for having people in her family living in Tennessee and other plaes in the south!
Divinity? Awesome! Good thing she met a kid that went to the same school as her! "Yeah, it's called Divinity..." Krystal said with a soft giggle watching the him. "I hope it is at least... I don't pay attention long enough to know..." she added with a soft snicker, cracking her neck to the side with a scrunched nose. "Ow..." she mumbled to herself. She nodded listening to him before smiling at his question. "Yes, I do actually! My mom didn't want to put me in a public school..." she admitted with a shrugg. "Not exactly sure why... I don't think she trusts me..." she said with another soft giggle.
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Post by `liam steiben on Mar 22, 2009 19:36:03 GMT -7
Liam shrugged slightly at her question. Honestly, he didn't know how long they would be here. With his mother's business booming in both Germany and America, he wouldn't doubt if they ended up moving again. But now that he'd actually made a friend...He really didn't want to pick up and leave. But hearing a strange word, Liam furrowed his brow in confusing. "I don't know dat vord...Vat is a ya'll?" He asked slowly, blinking a few times before shaking it off. "Anyvay...I hope ve stay fur a vile...But I'm not sure." A soft sigh followed his words. Stephen would probably want to stay too, as he'd been bragging non stop about American girls lately.
Hearing that he was probably right about the name, Liam giggled softly with a grin as Krystal spoke. Thank god she wasn't an uptight bitch! Those were always the worst. His golden eyes lit up hearing that she went to the same school. That was almost too good to be true. "Vy vouldn't she trust you? You're nice..." He said in his usual soft voice, before biting his lip at a realization. "Are you a bad girl?" He asked, almost in a whisper. His mom warned him about 'bad girls', that they would get you in trouble with their 'evil ways'. But Krystal couldn't be one of those...could she? [/size]
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Krystal Scarblade
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Symphony Bar & Dark Chocolate & Twizzler
Next time my name rolls off your tongue; choke on it bitch
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Post by Krystal Scarblade on Mar 22, 2009 19:58:57 GMT -7
Krystal watched him before scrunching her nose hearing him catch her say yall. "It's a word rednecks use for you all... and unfortunatly there's more than one redneck in my family..." she nodded simply before stopping. This kid was from Germany... why would he know what a redneck is? "And incase you don't know, a redneck is generally someone from the South that isn't very smart, don't have alot of money... and drink alot..." she said with a giggle before thinking. "You know... Central Pennsylvania actually has quite a few now that I think of it... California didn't have that many though..." she said with a shrugg. It was true though... the many rednecks in her family were from her dads side, hell, he even was one! Her mom is the moneybacks that dragged that stupid redneck out of the boonies and made him something... now he's just a complete dick.
Krystal frowned slightly. "I hope you ca stay too..." she said softly. "I don't wanna lose the first friend I have made here.." she added with a soft giggle. Whelp, it was true. Who would want too?! She already lost Danny... which she absolutely hated! Krissy couldn't help but give a giggle at Liam's question. Ok that was just straight up adorable! "Well... it depends..." she said smiling softly. "I guess I'm not though... I'm mostly a rebellion... and I don't make an effort to fit in with society and also I'm not a fan of authority... had a couple run-ins with the law..." she admitted with a sigh. "I won't corrupt you though." she mumbled with a snicker. Ha, this kid seemed alittle to good... bet he never has even disrespected authority... let alone parents!
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Post by `liam steiben on Mar 22, 2009 20:06:54 GMT -7
Liam listened closely as Krystal explained what a redneck was, as he hadn't the slightest clue. He figured they were people who had red necks. Yes. He really thought that until Krystal began to give the explanation. Thank god she did, or he would have embarrassed himself even more by asking what it was. The first thing that crossed his mind after she was finished...I'm not a redneck. He was smart, family had money, and he definitely didn't drink. "I'm not vun." He said simply, giving a nod at his comment. No duh you're not one. His cheeks flushed slightly as he looked down at the grass for a moment, upset with himself for acting like such a dipshit around his new friend.
Liam lifted his head with a smile at her words. She likes me! Of course, why wouldn't anybody like him? He was sweet, adorable, and as nice as can be. Yet still, there were those people that made fun of him for how he acted and dressed. Bastards. So she wasn't that bad of a girl, at least from what she was saying. "My bruder is like dat too. Vell...kindof..." He mumbled quietly, a giggle escaping his lips as she claimed she wouldn't corrupt him. "Dat's good. I like beink a good boy." He added with a grin, giving a quick nod. Yeah, he stuck very closely with the rules his mother set, unlike Stephen, who broke every single one of them. [/size]
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Krystal Scarblade
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Symphony Bar & Dark Chocolate & Twizzler
Next time my name rolls off your tongue; choke on it bitch
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Post by Krystal Scarblade on Mar 22, 2009 21:01:41 GMT -7
Krystal snickered softly hearing Liam and nodded with a grin. "Neither am I... my dad was though..." she said before rolling her eyes. If anything, her dad was the snob now. He hated almost everything and everyone...escpecially his baby daughter. Krystal's mother had always been one to help somone out with her money, feed the poor.... hell, even have animal shelters and orphanages built. But Kristal's father, on the other hand, he wouldn't even led a penny out... He was a selfish, mother fucking dick! And, that was exactly how Krystal explained her "loving" father. Unfortunatly, her brother had picked up these bad traits from daddy dearest and now, he was as bad as her dad... redneck side and normal asswipe jock side. A "twisted family" wasn't even half of it!
Krystal smiled at Liam's words. "A brother? Cool. I have an older sister and an older brother... Kamryn and Kevin..." she added before pausing with a grin. "I have no idea why we all start with a K..." she said with a grin. Ha. It was a weird thing indeed! Kris couldn't help but giggle at his good boy comment. It was pretty... cute. "It's fun being a bad girl... until you get caught..." she snickered, scrunching up her nose. Ah yes... Krystal was INDEED one to get caught... many many times too. It's not like she really cared. Her mom was loaded... she could afford to get in trouble, and then getting out would be easy as 1-2-3!
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Post by `liam steiben on Mar 22, 2009 21:20:47 GMT -7
A soft giggle escaped Liam's lips. "My mom is very...strict. I don't talk to my dad anymore...He left us." Liam explained slowly, slightly puzzled at why he was suddenly so open. Perhaps it was simply the fact that Krystal was so nice to him. That was something that was rare. Feeling his leg slowly going to sleep, he pulled it out from under him, only to cross the other back underneath his thin body. Why he couldn't sit any other way, he'd never know. This was just extremely comfortable to him. But something crossed his mind at what Krystal said. "But if rednecks say ya'll...and you said it...den you are a redneck...Ja?" Okay, he was completely wrong in reality, but in his head...He was right! At least by what Krystal had said! Yet she didn't look poor...
He shook the thought off with a grin at her words. "Dat is cool dough! I vuld luff to haf a sister but I just have Stephen...Maybe my mom vill get a boyfriend..." Once again, he was thinking out loud. His face scrunched with a gag at the mental image of his mother with a boyfriend. "Eww..." He giggled softly before speaking again. "I don't do anytink bad to get caught. Dough...I deed try und put laxatives in Stephen's cereal vun time..." Ugh. He was rambling. Shut up! But he couldn't help it. Krystal had simply gotten him into a very good mood. And he always seemed to talk a lot when he was happy. [/size]
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Krystal Scarblade
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Symphony Bar & Dark Chocolate & Twizzler
Next time my name rolls off your tongue; choke on it bitch
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Post by Krystal Scarblade on Mar 22, 2009 22:00:41 GMT -7
Krystal snickered hearing Liam. "My parents aren't strict at all... well... my mom isn't and my dad's just an asshole." she said with a shrugg. It sucked to here his dad left... but, sometimes Kris wishes hers would! Unfortunatly he had her mother intwined around his grubby little fingers. After a moment of watching Liam shift again. Kris scrunched her nose as he spoke. "Nooooo...." she said with a soft giggle. "I'm nowhere near a redneck... I'm a city slicker!" she commented, nodding her head with a grin. Ah yes. City life was amazing... besides the cars and so many people. Krissy just wasn't a social person... and being around a bunch of people wasn't really... her "thing". It just made her a tad bit on the mad side... specially when they had those damned road hogs and people that can't drive!
Krystal giggled with a shrugg at his words. "You want mine? You can take her and Kevin!" she said with a shitty grin. "We... don't get along at all..." she said with a sigh. "Kevin's a jerk and Kams a bitch..." she said scrunching her nose. Ha. It was true though! Very very true... Well, Kam wasn't that bad to Kris.... but Kev damn sure was! Kris rose a brow hearing him prove his innocence and snickered. "Laxatives? Nice... I've done some... interesting pranks too, mine or alittle crueler though to get back at my brother for..." she started, not wanting to spill the hitting. "...being a dick and saying and doing shit to me..." she added hesitantly after a moment.
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Post by `liam steiben on Mar 22, 2009 22:26:00 GMT -7
Liam wrinkled his nose slightly. She was lucky, at least that her mother wasn't as uptight as his own. But she had her reasons. She didn't want Liam to fall into a bad crowd...While she lost all hope for Stephen ever being decent(xD). "I sometimes vish my mutter vasn't so strict. But she's a gut mom." He said quietly, nodding to convince himself really that she was. Even though I'm deprived. As Stephen would say. Of course, he wanted Liam to party with him and everthing. He frowned hearing her talk about her dad. He wanted to ask what made her hate him so much, but figured since they had just met, that could possibly be pushing the limits. But later. Later he would ask her about it, once they got to know each other better. "I like de city too." He said with a smile at her. Country life? Ha! Liam would die.
Hearing about her siblings, his nose scrunched up with a giggle. "Maybe I don't vant vun den..." The only sort of sister he'd want would be a NICE one, and apparently this Kam chick wasn't that. He shifted slightly as he leaned back a bit, arms holding him up. "Stephen's nice to me. But...he hid my hairspray." He held a serious tone for a moment, before giggling softly. God forbid ANYONE hide his hairspray or makeup. It was hell on earth for those times. A frown tugged at his pink lips. "Is he de vun dat hurts you?" He questioned in a whisper, glancing at her arms one again, hoping the question wouldn't upset her. [/size]
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Krystal Scarblade
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Symphony Bar & Dark Chocolate & Twizzler
Next time my name rolls off your tongue; choke on it bitch
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Post by Krystal Scarblade on Mar 22, 2009 22:44:34 GMT -7
Krystal grinned slightly hearing him. "My mom isn't bad at all... the worst she does is through water on me when I'm asleep and don't wanna get up for school or church..." she said with a soft giggle. God did she hate getting up early or what?! It sucked! She would rather sleep in all day and do nothing. But who actually did like getting up early? And for school?! Only complete, ubder nerds loved getting up to go to school. Hell, Kris may be smart, but she's far from a nerd... well... a major nerd anyways. "So. You're like... completely innocent of basically everything?" she asked with a giggle, tapping her nails on the metal loop on her pants. "Cause the city rocks!" she said with a bright grin, snickering slightly. Yes. Kris would die if she lived in the country! Plus she would just... fail. Kris couldn't imagine doing manual, sweating labor on a farm.
Kris grinned at his words. "You sure? You can have them!" she said with wide eyes. "Please?" she added with a giggle. Really? Hiding hairspray? Kris grinned slightly glancing at his hair. "You're killing the enviroment..." she added with a shitty smirk, poking his hair with a giggle. "But you can pull it off well!" she added. Ha. Enviromentalist? Hell naw. She was just messin around with the kid. She really didn't give a fuck. It wasn't her trees! Krystal's eyes darted to her bruises hearing Liam, swallowing hard with a weak nod. "Y-yeah... and my dad..." she mumbled, eyes lowering slightly to the ground as she stroked a cut on her wrist, biting her lip slightly.
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Post by `liam steiben on Mar 22, 2009 22:52:39 GMT -7
Liam giggled softly. Ugh. He was definitely not a morning person either. It had to run in the family, as both twins were nearly impossible to get out of bed without dragging them out by a limb. "I don't like vakink up eeder. But I luff church." Sadly, it was true. Sunday mornings were the only days that he'd be up before anybody else. Something about going to church just always made him feel really good and uplifted. At the question, he blushed brightly as he nodded. "Uh huh." Never kissed a girl, never touched a girl... Of course, he wasn't going to into THAT much detail, as he figured Krystal might think of him as pathetic. Stephen teased him constantly for being so innocent, but Liam liked it that way. No worries about relationships, no breakups...No possible pregnancies!
"I'm sure! I don't like mean people!" He giggled with the words, glaring playful as she claimed he was killing the environment. Bah. The environment was already screwed up enough as it was. A few(dozens) cans of hairspray a year wouldn't hurt right? He blushed again at the compliment. "Danke...I luff my hair." That was more than true. More like he was attached to it! But he did look adorable with it. As Krystal looked at her own bruises, Liam's eyes followed hers, frowning hearing her words. "Dat's not vrite..." Nobody should have to put up with physical abuse. Thankfully, he'd only been shoved around a few times at school, never a full punch or kick. Yet. [/size]
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Krystal Scarblade
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Symphony Bar & Dark Chocolate & Twizzler
Next time my name rolls off your tongue; choke on it bitch
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Post by Krystal Scarblade on Mar 23, 2009 14:02:17 GMT -7
Krystal smiled softly at his words with a shrugg. "It's alright... I normally just would rather go to the youth group instead od going to the regular church service... the preacher hates me..." she explained, scrunching her nose. Now wasn't that some shit? A preacher hating? Now why was this exactly... well, Krystal couldn't even keep her eyes open in church. Not to mention the loud yawning during prayer. It's not like it bored her... it's just the preacher always had that boring monotone voice that half the teachers did... and it just puts people to sleep! Then not to mention the Bible Bangers you always found at the church. "Krystal you should really think about putting God first in your life. You shouldn't listen to bad music. You shouldn't do bad things!" Blah. Blah. Blah. That's all Kris ever heard from this. You shouldn't do this... or You should do that. God they just needed to shut the hell up before she kills one of them! Great right? Threatening to kill a kid that always wore dress suits and shit...
Krystal snickered softly. "Wow... I couldn't imagine being innocent from everything... That's just... crazy... but it's good to know there are actual cool kids that don't do shit... like you!" she said with a bright smile and soft snicker. Hell it was true. He was pretty cool in her eyes... but then again the girl thought sparkly things were cool... damn the ADD. "Yeah... I'm not a fan of mean people either... I tend to beat them up..." she said grinning slightly in satisfaction to herself. She couldn't stand it when kids were picked on because they were nerds, or they dressed weird... and God help the bullies if they picked on some kid for race, religion, or some type of disability... that was something she hated the most. If some kids a Christian, fine... that's his opinion so back off. Then if there's a kid that's black, white... it didn't matter! You just don't piack on people for that... Escpecially if they're disabled... Those people can't help how they are. That doesn't give ANYONE the fucking right to pick on them!
"Your hair is pretty awesome..." Kris said with a grin, poking it again before giggling. It was true. His hair kicked ass! But alot of people can't pull something like that off... Like Kris for example! She'd look like she just stuck her finger in an electrical socket... but this kid... actually made it a cool hairdo... It's better than that stupid emo hair... that just started to annoy her. Hell, Liam's hair was kindof like scene hair... well... because of the hairspray at least. It did look like he used atleast a can of hairspray to keep that shit up... Maybe alittle more! Kris moved her eyes from her bruises over to her sleeping dog and shrugged. "It's not like it matters... I'm already use to it... and my dad and brother don't care..." she mumbled quietly, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. "I probably deserve it anyways..." she said in a sigh, wanting to just cut her wrist or take some pills to ease the memories... just to get her out of this fantasy. It was hard on her. The move, losing the closest person she had to her... Danny was half the reason why she wasn't already dead... he stopped all of her suicide attempts... He just always had her back... no matter what. [[yay muse being back XD]]
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Post by `liam steiben on Mar 23, 2009 14:44:22 GMT -7
Liam smiled wide. "I luff youth group! Most of dem are nice to me. I tink dats vy I like eet so much." He said quickly, a hint of excitement in his voice. He liked ANY place where people were nice to him. Hell, he'd probably love volunteering at an old peoples home if they were nice to him! A soft giggle escaped his full lips hearing Krystal mantion something about a preacher hating her. Why does he hate her? I bet it's because she's kind of bad... But a pastor wasn't suppose to hate anybody right? They were suppose to help people with problems, not tear them down and make them feel even worse. Liam furrowed his brow at the thought. "Vy does he hate you? Dat's not nice." He mumbled with a frown. Thank God, literally, that his pastor back home had been an extremely nice guy. He hadn't really gotten to know the pastor at the church he went to now, as he'd only been there twice.
Liam giggled softly, a light blush forming once again on his cheeks. "It's not very hard to do...Vell, vit Stephen around it is." Bastard was constantly trying to get him to at least go to a party with him. Just one drink Liam! It's not going to kill you. Ha. Poor Liam was practically terrified of drinking after hearing about all the stuff that could happen at parties. One thing he absolutely DIDN'T want to happen...Getting drunk and losing his virginity. That scared him the most. In his mind, that was something you'd give away along with your heart, not at some random party with a drunken whore. That was more Stephen's style. He crossed both legs under him again, giggling at her comment. "You beat dem up!? I can't do dat. I'd get my...ass...handed...to me." He spoke the last part slowly, trying to get the turn right, which he'd heard from Stephen as he bragged about beating some kid up. Then again, Liam wasn't a fan of violence.
As Krystal poked his hair, he smiled wide. "My bruder makes fun of it. But he has no room to talk. I tink...he tinks...he's black." The words came out in a matter-of-fact tone as Liam continued to smile. Stephen was definitely a very special child. A white guy with dreads? Not to mention the baggy 'gangster' clothing? And boy, when they were together...talk about the stares! His smile turned to a frown as Krystal spoke. "Nobody deserves dat. Especially a nice girl like you." He said softly, giving her a weak smile.
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Krystal Scarblade
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Symphony Bar & Dark Chocolate & Twizzler
Next time my name rolls off your tongue; choke on it bitch
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Post by Krystal Scarblade on Mar 23, 2009 17:40:14 GMT -7
Krystal giggled softly listening to Liam. God that accent was so adorable! It so worked for him... made him even cuter than he already was! She loved accents anyways... but this German accent, was her favorite so far. "It's pretty fun... Most of the kids don't really like me though... I just happen to be to 'different'... then they always think I'm demonic and shit from wearing black so much... which gets really annoying..." Well, Krystal wasn't to fond of those people... always putting her down because of her looks or how she acted... not to mention the whole thing about being bisexual. Krystal didn't give a fuck. She wasn't the type of person to hide her sexuality or anything like that. She was completely open and nowhere near 'in the closet'. Krystal listened to his question, and thought of a way to explain it. "Mainly because of the way I dress, act, and for the simply fact that I'm bisexual... so according to him I'm going to 'burn in hell' for my sexuality..." Krystal said scrunching her nose. "But that was only the pastor from the old church in California... I haven't really went back to church since the move..." she said simply with a shrugg of her shoulders. Ha. She hadn't went back to church because her mom doesn't really make her go. Krystal is just to shy to really want to go back out of fear that she wouldn't make any friends.
Krystal snickered hearing Liam. "That's good... just try and fight the temtation... I regret alot of stuff I've done in the past, and now... but, it's just to hard to let go of..." she said in a sigh. And what was this she could possibly be speaking of? Well, for one, the occassional alchol that she drank and ever worse... the drugs. Krystal was just to addicted to them to let go. She'd been on cocaine and pills since she was 14... and now was so hooked on them. She knew she'd end up killing herself if she took to many pills... or snorted to much coke, but in reality... she really didn't care. She had nothing to look forward to, no one to love... nothing to live for. All her life she'd been called a whore, then repeatadly abused, blamed for everything... she just didn't even want to live. She has a dark twist on life, and has seen things differently. The way she looks at it, is when a babies born your spose to mourn from this world they're coming into... and when someone dies, rejoice for they get to leave this horrid place. Anyone who actually liked living, in her opinion, has never had anything bad happen to them. They needed to open their eyes and see what's really going on! People are being killed everyday, children crying in despair, it was just something she never looked forward too... a new day.
Krystal scrunched her nose hearing Liam. "Aw... poor thing..." she said with a soft giggle. "Not the violent type i assume?" she asked with a raised brow, crossing her legs indian style. Kris was always violent in some way, shape, or form. And damn aws this girl good at come-backs or what?! She was always such a smart-ass... normally the thing that started the fights... though about 90% of the time, she won them! "I can beat up your brother for you!" she said with a snicker... joking of course. Then it kind of hit her... He thinks he's.... black? Krystal's brow rose once again, blinking slightly before busting into laughter. "What?! How can he think he's black!? Isn't he a white German?" she asked, sending her into multiple gigglesnorts, imagining a scrawny little white boy with big gold chains with his pants around his knees. Ha... gangsters seemed so pathetic to her. Escpecially the wangsters... White gangsters were the worst! As Liam called her nice, a soft smile spread on her lips, biting her lip ring slightly. "Thanks... I'm glad someone thinks so...." she said looking over at him.
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Post by `liam steiben on Mar 23, 2009 18:02:14 GMT -7
Liam's nose wrinkled up hearing her speak. Why didn't the kids like her? Maybe because they are uptight. Despite the fact that Liam had extremely good morals, he was never rude to somebody for what they believed in or did. As she explained into more detail behind the reasons for the dislike, Liam sighed. "I'm different too." Of course, that wasn't really needed to be said, as it wasn't probably an every day thing to see somebody that looked, or even acted, like Liam walking around the streets of Hershey. His eyes widened slightly hearing that she was bisexual. Now that was something he didn't expect. "Oh..." Not that he had an issue with it really, it was just something he wasn't use to being around. "I don't like boys." The words came out quick, eyes still wide as he giggled softly. "People tink I do, but I don't..." The gay comments were really getting out of hand. At least in Germany, in a town that he grew up, the people there were nice to him no matter what. But not here. He was an outsider and was an instant target for any sort of verbal abuse.
It was nice to see that she wasn't going to try and pressure him into doing anything, as Stephen even did at times. But his attempts were simply to try and get Liam to fit in a little bit better, not neccessarily get him into a wild and crazy lifestyle. "Der's not much temptation to fight." Boy was that the truth. He tried his best to stay out of any situations where he might be tempted to do anything. His face twisted into a look of slight curiousity. What had she done that she regretted so much? "Bad stuff?" He asked quietly, before wishing he hadn't spoken, as he felt rather stupid. Well duh bad stuff! She wouldn't regret anything good that she's done. Ugh. It was moments like these where the scrawny boy just wanted to curl up under a rock and never come out. "No...I hate violence." He admitted truthfully with a soft smile. "It ruins evertink good." Yet, he understood how sometimes, violence was something that had to go down, no matter how much he hated being a witness to it.
"Ja...He vears clothes dat are like...four sizes too bik fur him...And he has dreadlocks..." The last part game out with a soft giggle. The dreadlocks always seemed to make him stick out more, if the clothes didn't already do that enough. Liam didn't understand how anybody could wear clothes that were practically hanging off of them. Then again, Liam did enjoy his tighter clothing. He smiled softly as she thanked him, nodding slightly. "You're velcome..."
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Post by Krystal Scarblade on Mar 23, 2009 19:23:33 GMT -7
Krystal nodded at his words. "You seem normal to me..." she started before pausing. "But then again I tend to be the goth chick with chains and boots with like four inch heels..." she said with a soft giggle. "Not to mention the chokers and bracelets with spikes..." she mumbled with a snicker. Was she referring to herself as goth? Nah... she hated labels... she was just giving an example basically of how she dressed most of the time... though her style did change alot. One day she will be goth, then prep, then punk... She really didn't care. She just hated being normal and part of the crowd... She hated those stupid followers... You know the people, the ones that would be a true prep at heart but since everyone else was doing, would slice their wrists open to be in with the crowd... Ha. Those kids would never make it in life... Kris always was getting laughed at for how she dressed, but at least she wasn't a clone that could be programmed to be like "everyone else". "I like being different though... unique is so much more interesting..." she said softly as she glanced over to Liam with a smile. "It's more... mysterious... and mysterious is sexy..." she said snickering softly.
Kris giggled hearing Liam. "I wouldn't of guessed you did like guys..." she said with a smile. Kris could tell he wasn't gay... Just because he wore tight clothes... and makeup... and was sweet... and giggled, doesn't make him gay... That's just a sensitive guy... with feminine looks... Ugh... ok maybe he did look like the bi type, but not gay! Anyways, it didn't matter. Whether or not he looked like the type... he was still incredibly cool. Plus most gay guys aren't shy... and Liam seemed to be. "Well... if you ever need someone to beat up the losers picking on you, you have my number..." she said with a soft giggle. Kris would deffinitly stick up for this kid. He was way sweet... and he didn't deserve to be made fun of and shoved around. That just wouldn't fly by with Kris around. No temptation? Well he's lucky. Most kids have a mega load of temptation to go through. "Lucky you..." she said softly with a smile, blowing a strand of hair away from her face with a soft giggle. God. She wished she was as strong as this kid seemed to be. He claims he's "innocent", so to her that meant no sex, no drugs, and no drinking... God. She'd kill to be like that again instead of taking the wrong pathway like she did...
Krissy nodded at his words with a sigh. "Yeah... a bunch of bad stuff..." she said biting her lip slightly. "The kind that's hard to stop..." she added in. And that stuff was the drugs, smoking, drinking, sex... damn the list just goes on. Anyways, no need to be completely emo right? She nodded as he spoke of violence and sighed. "You kindof remind me of my friend Daniel..." she said with a smile at him. "He was against war and violence too..." she said with a soft giggle as images of Danny ran through her head. Of course, Liam wasn't bi but boy Danny was! That kid was just crazy... but she loved him to death. You know... it did ruin alot... like a bunch of her relationships... and from her dad's violence it ruins her life. "I agree though... most of the time it does ruin basically everything... It's sad when that's all you can do though to stay alive through school and at home..." she said with a shrugg. The girl had been so use to fighting it was rediculous... Fighting people at school that always picked on her... fighting her brother and dad... it's all she knew...
Wow... dreads... on a white guy? Yeah. He's a major wangster! "Wow.... your brothers a wangster..." she said with a snicker, shaking her head with another snicker. Then she remembered. Wangster... another American slang word. "Ugh... that means White Gangster..." she said with a soft giggle looking over at Liam with a smile. She just couldn't get over actually talking to a guy like this without him making a perverted comment about her... and... she kindof liked it... It was different... and different is good. As he said your welcome, she couldn't help but lean over and kiss his cheek, pulling back with cheeks blushing red as she realized what she just did, glancing around for a quick topic to steer away the akward moment. Krystal let her eyes glance over his tattoo quick. "Oh... nice tattoo..." she said, still blushing slightly as she tried to fight the huge smile on her lips.
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