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Close to me; IC:Madison ISO:Quinton
Topic Started: Feb 21 2010, 05:28 PM (518 Views)
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Date: Fall 20th
Time: 2p.m.
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"I just don't get this shit!" Madison said wanting to pull out her hair. Lisa rolled her eyes as she took a bite of her cake. "Well that's not my problem." she said. Madison threw a pencil at her head. "Hey!" she snapped. "I don't get algerbra. Even though I studied it back at my old school and passed with flying colors." she said quietly.

Lisa, feeling bad for her dramatic frined gave er a pat on the back. "You'll be alright. you just need to refresh your memory, hon." she said looking over at her depressed friend, making Madison smile. "Thanks..." she said. "I gotta go. Good luck Mad." Lisa said walking out the door and leaving Madison with less distraction.
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[ooc;; blah post, sorry! still working out the kinks >_<]

... Hungry.

He was hungry. His aunt and uncle were off doing something on the mainland, and he couldn't even talk to his cousin... so Quinton was left here. At this little cafe he hadn't bothered to check out. Frowning, the young man stood at the entrance and looked up at it. He had passed it without much notice. And now that he stood here, he could see why - it didn't look like anything too interesting or spectacular. It looked perfectly and painfully boring, just like almost everything else around here.

But, if there as food then he wasn't one to be picky. Even if it tasted like garbage, if it was edible then it was fine. After all, he wasn't called the Human Trashcan for nothing! So with a nonchalant shrug, the young man walked in, hands tucked leisurely in his pockets. After entering the doors, he paused. No waitress came to greet him... so he assumed that he could just sort of sit anywhere. And even if he was supposed to, Quinton was honestly too damn hungry to wait. So he turned and strolled towards the seating area, scoping out a nice spot.

During his stroll, though, he instead noticed something else.

... Boobs.

Quinton's eyes shifted towards the girl as he drew new, unconsciously slowing down. Well... he just may have found something fun on this island - two things, actually. Snickering inwardly, the young man watched as a blonde girl left Big Bazongas over there alone to some kind of work. He got a better look at the girl and, well, didn't really need much more convincing. It wouldn't hurt to at least try to chat this chick up, would it? So, smiling rather confidently, he continued walking. He went past the girl, then made a U-turn once out of sight and began to approach her from behind.

Quinton stopped behind her, and, without even peering her shoulder, he went ahead and said, "That's easy stuff."
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"Alright......let's see if we can figure something out here..." she mumbled to herself, bringing numbers over from each other. She groaned, so sick of freaking fractions. "Why why WHY of all things did it have to be fractions?!" she said to herself. She finally grew sick of her work and decided she'd go back to it once she finished going over her other work.

"That's easy stuff." she heard someone say right before she put her books up. She paused for a moment to look behind her and see a guy with REALLY messy inky black hair. She raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Hm? Uh.....psh you keep thinking that. Unless you convince me otherwise this stuff is a pain in the ass." she said with a smirk.

After putting her books away she took out her novel she was writing. "Uh...it's a little packed in here. You can sit down if you want." she said not wanting the guy to have to wait for another table to clear up.

(OOC: That's ok. ^_^)
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Ohoh... this was nice.

Quinton had no idea just what this girl was studying, exactly - only to be expected for someone who didn't even take a glance. Even when he did look down, and even when she spoke, his eyes and mind were more focused on the nice view he had instead... ohoh. Maybe this island isn't so bad after all, he thought, wearing a sly sort of grin. Quickly, his gaze shifted away from the girl's assets as she turned up to him and spoke. As she did, he moved a bit to the side as to make his cleavage-admiring a little less obvious. "A pain in the ass, maybe," he said, shrugging nonchalantly, "but fun once you get used to it. Kinda like me." Quinton snickered, giving himself a mental pat on the back. He still had no ide what she had been working on, but he figured it didn't really matter. The girl put away her books, instead taking out something else.

Conveniently for him, the girl offered to share a table with him. Before replying, Quinton glanced around. She was right; it was rather crowded. Well, he did spot some tables towards the back... but why take those when he could get a perfect vantage point right here? Meeting the girl's gaze again, the man casually shrugged a shoulder. "All right then, can't turn down such a nice offer from a nice girl, can I?" he said, settling down in the newly vacant seat across from her. Once settled, his gaze fell not to the girl, but to the abandoned cake in front of him. Frowning, he laid a hand over his gut.

It... it was still good... and it looked pretty tasty, too. But it wasn't really the smoothest thing to do, was it? Eating some girl's leftovers. But...

Willpower! Quinton, with great effort, brought his eyes to meet the girl's again. "I'm Quinton. Thanks for sharing your table with me, uh...?"
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Madison couldn't help but notice his eyes were NOT on her face. She followed his eyes and they led straight to where she didn't want them. Did he even HEAR a word she was saying. She raised an eyebrow and put her book back in her bag. She chuckled a bit at his comment.

"No worries. i'm the same way." she said with a friendly smirk. She let him sit across from him and decided to let him know she wasn't there so he could stare at her assets. "No problem. Just keep your eyes from wandering where they don't belong again and we'll be just fine." she said giving him a friendly wink.

"Anyway, my name's Madison. Nice to meet you Quinton." she said still smiling. She then handed him a menu. "See anything you like?" she asked opening her book.
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"No worries. I'm the same way," she returned, placing a smile upon his lips. Ohoh, really now? He grinned, allowing his mind to wander briefly as he took a seat. Quinton's thoughts didn't get very far, though, as the girl swiftly called him out on his admiration of her body. Ouch, so he wasn't as much of a ninja as he thought... well. He supposed that, with a figure like hers, she was used to guys staring or whatever so it was only natural she'd be used to looking out for wandering eyes. But in any case, he wasn't sure if he could satisfy such a request! It was unreasonable, wasn't it?! Asking a healthy young man like him not to indulge in his healthy needs?

"Well, I won't make any promises," he said, quite honestly. There was not a trace of a smile or a glimmer of a joke in his eyes. "But I'm good a multitasking, so don't worry." It was at that point, though, that his eyes fell to the cake. After he managed to tear his eyes away, though, the girl conveniently took his focus again, this time with her name and a menu. The young man took the latter in his hand, opening it up and flipping through. He tried to read through the choices, but instead he found himself only able to skim over them. The sight of the cake in his peripheral vision was just too distracting - his mind could think of nothing else.

And so, not being one to lie, he closed the menu and met the girl's gaze. "Actually I can't get my mind off this cake your friend left here," he said, pointing a finger to whatever was left on the plate in front of him. "So I think I'll get that. You ordering anything, Madison?"
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MAdison glared at the perv. Geez, what did boobs not exist on the island before or something?! It was as if the guys here had never seen them! "Well i'd reccomend trying to restrain yourself, I wouldn't wanna mess up the nice face of yours." she said a bit of flirting in her tone. She looked back down at the menu.

"Um..I'll just have a strawberry milkshake. The cake here is alright...but I don't like it that much." she said, looking at the menu still.
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Aw, a glare. Nothing he wasn't used to, though. Although this girl was the most well-endowed young lady he had met in a while, she certainly wasn't the first. Though, she was one of the only to still flirt with him despite his honesty regarding her chest. Not that he was complaining, of course! Quite the opposite, actually; there was a broad smile upon his face as he said, "Mess this up?" He pointed to himself, eyebrows raised underneath his mess of bangs. "Feh, like I'd let you. Unless... it's your chest doing the messing." Snickering at himself, he raised his menu to cover his face, anticipating a strike or projectile or something.

Though, Quinton soon closed it again and looked around for a waitress. Maybe Madison didn't like the cake, but frankly he didn't care. It looked good, and that was enough. "Well, that's fine. More cake for me," he mumbled absently, attempting to catch the eye of a worker. After a few moments, he was able to wave one down with a grin and a small nod. His grin widened as the woman walked over - the uniforms were kind of cute, for a cafe in the middle of nowhere.

"What can I get you today, sir?" she asked.

"Whatever kinda cake this is," Quinton replied, pointing to the remains in front of him, and holding out the menu with the other hand. The woman simply nodded, taking both the menu and the plate. She turned to Madison, her friendly and professional smile unwavering.

"And you, miss? Are you ready to order or should I come back later?"
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Madison gritted her teeth as she clenched her fist. Raising the menu, she whacked Quinton on the head with it. "Dream on, Captain Pervo! Like I'd ever give you that satisfaaction." she said glaring at him still. He seemed....okay but anything he said that regarded her chest would get him walloped.

"Oh, a strawberry milkshake please." she said with a friendly smile. The waitress walked off as Madison went back to the menu, glancing at her perverted guest every now and then.
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"Ow," he mumbled, lightly rubbing the spot where he had been hit with the menu. "What's with girls and hitting? Geeze, weak." Quinton frowned, narrowing his eyes as he sent a wary glare Madison's way. Was she joking? Or just abusive? He didn't mind the former, but the latter was just too much. Puffing his cheeks out, the young man decided to leave it be. For now. He would certainly dig into this subject again later... but he was hungry. And so his stomach, empty and gurgling, was easily at the top of his priorities.

So once the two of them took care of new orders, Quinton decided to move back into the subject. Leaning back in his chair, he crossed his arms over his chest, and rested the ankle of one foot on the knee of his other leg. Tilting his head to the left and back, he frowned at Madison. "You know, girls are stupid," he said, wasting no time getting to the heart of the matter. "I mean, you got these big, huge... guy magnets, right? And I mean, you're clearly not shy about it." Quinton lifted an arm away from his chest to motion at her shirt, which was nicely low cut. If he did say so himself. "So, like. Why the hostility? You should be welcoming the attention; embracing it! I mean, it seems like you're asking for it. So you just seem kinda dumb otherwise." His frown deepened as he shifted his position, sitting up a little morei n his chair.

"You get me? It's like." Quinton paused, biting his lip. His eyes flickered towards the ceiling briefly as he searched for the right words to use. After a moment he seemed to have plucked out something, and soon continued: "It's like, if you can't handle the fire then stay out of the kitchen. Or something. Like... yeah. Catch my drift?"
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Madison shrugged. "Sorry...didn't mean to hit you that hard..." she joked, knowing she didn't hit him too hard....did she? She never really payed attention to how hard the blow of her attacks had hit anyone. She decided to let it go since, he was a guy after all, so she didn't dwell on it.

But Quinton didn't seem to go along with her plan as he got back on the subject. She sighed, but still listened to his lecture, or rant or whatever you'd call it. She then looked down at her shirt. It....wasn't that lowcut....was it? She looked up and shrugged.

"It...isn't that lowcut....is it? I mean, cleavage isn't that easy to cover up...." she said with an eyebrow raised. "I usually do keep them covered, today was just a slow laundry day is all...." she mumbled.

"Some girls do show them off...even when they have none...It's like this. Girls who are flat want big boobs, but girls who are....'fuller' want them to be smaller...now not al girls are like that...some like their chests big I guess......" she said trying to find a way to explain it.

She then chuckled a bit. "Uh...sorry. I guess that's a bit of an odd explanation. ButI do kind of get what you're saying. How some girls wear shirts that pretty much show everything ut the parts that are usually not shown in movies, and when someone says something about it, they get all pissed, right?" she said shrugging. Then decided, Quinton didn't seem like a bd guy and figured she'd try and flirt a bit to try and sty off his bad side. "Sorry for hitting you I'd hate to be on bad terms with such a nice guy." she said with a smile..She figured she was being dramatic and to uptight. He was a guy after all...

"Well whatever. You wanna stare, I don't care. Just as long as you still actually listen to me if I talk to you. Sound like a deal?" she asked with a friendly wink. "I man....asking a healthy guy like yourself not to indulge in your needs is a bit dramatic." she said. The inner Madison wasn't liking this one bit.
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Madison's whack from the menu hadn't actually hurt; it was just one of the times one said 'ow' without really meaning it. It was kind of like an insincere apology but, y'know, with pain. Not an uncommon thing for him to do - either of those things, that is. Not that it was really of any relevance; or at least, it didn't stay relevant to the conversation. Their talk rolled along with his rant, and only went on further as Madison offered her response to his words. And while it had been interesting while he was speaking... Quinton had to say, he simply got confused as he listened to the girl talk. Her explanation for girls' behaviour went straight over his head, but he supposed he appreciated how she understood where he was coming from, at least.

"Well, first of all - it is pretty lowcut," he deadpanned, eyes set on the area in question. "And there are ways to cover it up... not that I want you to, though. Hurray for slow laundry days, I say!" Quinton snickered, resting an arm on the back of his chair. "Anyway, I don't really get it. It's just the mystery of women, I guess." He gave a shrug of one shoulder. "But thanks for getting me, at least. And ah, trust me. Even if you are on bad terms, it'll only take two things to get back on my good side." He let out a laugh again, a loud chuckle, like that of a child enjoying a silly prank. The young man's snickering stopped, though. Dead seriousness descended upon his features as Madison gave him the go-ahead to stare, conditioning him to do so only if he listened.

"I'm sorry, what? I was too busy staring at your massive boobs to listen to you," he went on, resuming his laughter. Quinton, although quite amused with himself, decided to let the topic of breasts rest for now. As nice as they were, it was boring to talk about them for so long. "Well, don't worry. I'll just look, I won't touch or anything. Even I'm not that low." Nonchalantly, he shrugged the same shoulder. A pause came over him for a second while he glanced around, searching for any sign of his cake. They had just ordered, but... dammit, it was hungry. And waiting was extra excrutiating with an empty stomach...

So, in an attempt to distract himself from his foodless belly, he put a new topic out on the table. "Anyway... uh, what about that stuff you were trying to figure out earlier? D'you have to do it or what?"
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Madison looked back down at her shirt. She figured it must have stretched or something for it to be as lowcut as he thought it was. She simply shrugged i off as she rolled her eyes at his comment. "You certainly don't seem to waste any time whatsoever saying what pops into your head to you?" she asked chuckling.

It had taken Madison awhile to register what was funny about what he said and had to admit it was funny, but only let out a short laugh. "Well let's hope those two things can come from anyone, hon." she joked. It was fun talking to Quinton, even if he was Captain Pervo.

She then raised an eyebrow with a slightly annoyed look on her face. "..Can we get off this subject?" she asked with a playful smirk. "Otherwise you won't get to touch them later." she joked back at him, as she ruffled his hair.

She sihged at his question. "Honestly, not really. It's hard for me to understand Algerbra even though I studied it back in my freshman year. I just need to refresh my memory." she said shrugging.
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"No, I don't," he said, eyes hardening slightly. "And I think if everyone did that, and if everyone wasn't so damn touchy, things would go a lot better in the world." The young man's dark eyes narrowed slightly, almost angrily, at Madison. But suddenly, just as quickly as they had darkened, they lit up in a smile and he sat back in his seat, grinning like a goof. "You gotta admire me for that, right?" Though, despite his refreshed cheer, he was a little irked. He really did believe in what he said, and it annoyed him to be reminded that the world didn't actually work that way... and probably never would. The way he figured, though, it wasn't quite fair to take his anger out on this girl... so Quinton forced the thoughts out of his head and moved on.

The conversation rolled on, moving through the subject of her breasts again, before Madison eventually requested to move off the topic. Now, normally Quinton wouldn't - boobs were just way too much fun to talk about, honestly - but. Her words, even if joking... made him stop. Not without attempting to get in the last word, though: "If it's an invitation then sure, I'll take a break and get ready before the party, then." The young man snickered again, but his laughter was quickly killed as she ruffled his hair about. Scowling, he bat her hands away, leaning back in his chair. "Hey, hey, if you want mutual touching, ya gotta tell me first," he mumbled, only half-playfully.

After that, though, Quinton let it drop. His interest faded a little as Madison answered his question. In fact, as soon as she began to say the word 'algebra', he was out. Cadet Sinclaire, reporting for duty about the Spaceship I-Don't-Give-a-Damn, he thought, eyes glazing over as he stared off into the distance. Math shmath - anything and everything concerning it could board a one-way flight to hell, as far as he cared. Though the young man did pay enough attention to realize when Madison stopped talking. And at that point he let out a small grunt of apparent acknowledgement. Y'know. To show he'd been 'listening'.

As soon as Madison was done, he quickly thought of something to change the topic to. But! Much to his delight, he didn't have to. The waitress returned with his cake and her milkshake, setting them down with a smile. "Thank you," Quinton said, sending a wink and a grin at the girl before she went off, busy with her affairs. Then, literally the moment she left, he wasted no time digging right into the deliciousness before him. Taking his forkfuls, he opened his mouth as wide as he could and shovelled it in. Even before he swallowed he put more in, as if the apocalypse itself would touch down in only minutes.

But once his mouth was stuffed, Quinton forced himself to stop. Straightening up, he chewed, cheeks huge and rotating as he ate. And somehow, his lips managed to curl upwards in a smile. Giving her a thumbs up, he pushed the plate towards her, arching his eyebrows in a silent offer: Want some?
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Madison blinked as she listened to Quinton talk about being blunt. "I know what you mean by that. Beating around the bush never really helps anyone so getting straight to the point lets you get it over with fast. Otherwise the pain usually just lingers." she said, being an example of this. OF all the...few boyfriends she's had, she never had any trouble dumping or getting over them. She'd be a bit upset or whatever for about 20 to 30 minutes but she'll bounce back after that...unless they really REALLY did something that pissed her off.

Then she'd sit down, think about the things that pissed her off, then get pissy all over again. She shrugged a shoulder with a half smile. "So honestly, I guess I do admire ya for it." she said, smile still in place. She blushed a bit as he responded to her joke but decided to play along. "Sure, meet me in the middle of the gravesite at 2 in the morning for it. I'll be sure to make it worth your while" she said jokingly seductively, sarcastically, and a bit bitterly as well. "Well ok then, mister dominant." she joked, meaning no offense by it.

Although...now that she thought about it, it might have been a compliment coming from her. "Although...I prefer guys who like to be a little dominant. Not to where they treat me like a barbie doll and control my every move, but just dominant enough to where they're not a wuss and I don't feel as if i'm pushing them around.So...that's a good quality you should keep." she said boredly.

She smiled and took her milkshake once the waitress returned and gave her a cheerful 'Thanks!' before the waitress walked off. She slowly sipped it not staring at Quinton as he stuffed his face like Lisa's cat with chicken fat. She kept a chuckle back as he pigged out but looked up as he gestured towards her.

"Uh...no thanks. Like I said i'm not really a fan of cake unless it's chocolate. I'm a bit of a chocoholic." she said with a chuckle. She then saw achunk of frosting on his cheek. Remembering the whole touching thing she simply pointed it out. "Uh..Quinton...there's a huge chunk of frosting right under your lips." she said pointing to the area on herself as if showing where it was. Before long she began getting bored and decided to start on another new topic. "So...do you play any sports?" she asked him, in the mood for playing volleyball...or cabbage ball...hell she might even wrestle Lisa's brother if she was bored enough...though her legs had the main muscle, rather than her arms.
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