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Tweak says, "Who ate all the pies?"

Cordelia Eccles (cordeliaaa) wrote in landing_rpg,
@ 2008-07-28 22:44:00

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open, zara flint

Who: Cordelia Vaisey and Zara Flint
What: She’s incredibly annoyed and frustrated over the turn that this post took and needs something to distract her.
When: the afternoon of Tuesday, the 29th
Where: under a tree by the lake
Rating: TBD
Status: Incomplete, open.

If there was one way to truly get on Cordelia’s bad side, it was to make her feel uncomfortable and offended. What had started out as an evenly matched argument had quickly become what felt like an attack on her lack of a sex life. Sex was, by far, the topic with which she had the most discomfort. Sharing her beliefs on the subject had been perfectly fine at the beginning, but his questioning of her reasoning behind her beliefs and how she could come to them without the proper research unnerved her dreadfully. So she was forced to end the conversation by fleeing from it, an embarrassing way to leave an argument.

The worst part of the entire situation was, however, the fact that he had a point. Her logical side told her that he was perfectly correct in saying that she didn’t really have a right to have an opinion on something she’d never tried. But the thought of trying it made her nauseas. Plus, it wasn’t as if she had anyone (or anyone potentially, for that matter) that she trusted enough to go that far with. So it was really a stalemate situation.

She really, really needed her piano. Or something new to research. Essentially, she needed a distraction before she thought more about what Miklos had said and decided it was a necessary experiment. Seeking this distraction, she’d made her way from her dormitory through the school, heading outside (though she looked for that room Alice had mentioned along the way, having no luck in actually finding it). It was after all of this that Delia ended up sitting under a tree beside the lake, burying her nose in a book as she fought off all of her more frustrating thoughts by losing herself in The Count of Monte Cristo.

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flintz
2008-07-28 09:57 pm UTC (link)

Zara had gone for a run, it appeared that her captain had caused more problems than anything else. She was pretty sick of the bullshit around the school. The last thing she needed to do was read more about people being idiotic. Zara had enough on her mind, one of which was Braden Capper, he'd confused her enough over the last month or so, she'd probably have to speak with him soon.

She was sprinting a little bit faster than normal when she finally stopped not far from the lake. Her hands went to her knees as she took a deep breath before she started to jog in place to calm herself down. It was about that time she saw Cordelia sitting with what looked like a book. She didn't want to be rude to bother her, but she looked a little bit...well annoyed. She'd caught onto a bit of what her conversation had been, but she stopped paying attention pretty far in.

She walked over to her with a soft, polite smile. "Good day to be outside yea?" She said feeling slightly dumb for even speaking. Zara didn't exactly socialize with many people.

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cordeliaaa
2008-07-28 10:07 pm UTC (link)

To be frank, it was incredibly difficult for Delia to read of Edmond Dantes’ extreme revenge and not let her angry mind put Miklos in the shoes of some of the Count’s victims. How dare he get so personal! He didn’t even know her nearly well enough to presume he knew anything about her sex life. It was a low blow, even for a pig like him. She ought to have expected it and stayed true to her history of staying out of everything, but he was just so very… antagonistic. She wanted to slap him desperately.

The idiot.

It really wasn’t in her nature to confront others. She stayed concerned with her own issues and kept out of everyone else’s when she could help it. There was just something about him, though, and that stupid arrogance that made it impossible to resist snarky comments. Despite herself, she knew it was her own fault that the conversation had taken place, but it didn’t stop her from being angry at him.

She really didn’t notice Zara’s approach until she other the other girl’s voice. Delia didn’t know her terribly well, though she was on very decent terms with her sister, but smiled a bit regardless, nodding. “It is. Surprisingly not as cold as I’d have expected,” she responded, still clearly fuming in spite of her calm tones. “How are you?”