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John Conrad ([info]action_posable) wrote in [info]lineof_fire_rpg,
@ 2008-01-27 15:23:00

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This is Ahchoo (John/Lori).
Who: John and Lori.
What: John and Lori go on another date.
Where: Starting at Lori's apartment.
When: Saturday Afternoon
Rating: Probably kiddie safe
Open? To Lori!

John hated the dating period between friends and sleep-overs, but dating Lori hadn’t been so difficult. Dating Lori had been fun; they’d gone to coffee and fed the ducks, she’d invited him to go along with her to pick out a kitten, they’d gone to a midnight showing of Robin Hood; Men in Tights and followed the evening up with reenactments and slurpees and he had screamed like a girl throughout Cloverfield just incase she was scared and feeling silly. Dating Lori was like hanging out with an attractive friend.

He stepped out of his car, catching a glimpse of his reflection - his hair was looking cute, he had the right amount of stumble, he was wearing his cleanest pair of jeans and a grey T-shirt that read; it’s all fun and games until the cops show up, a christmas present from his Mother who knew only too well how her son liked to dress. Slamming the door shut, he jogged the distance to the apartment entrance, affording some random bystanders a wave just before he proceeded to lean on the buzzer to Lori’s apartment.


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[info]junior_agent
2008-01-27 08:54 am UTC (link)
"You've managed to bond with Moogie? Well, since you and Moogie have such a close relationship, perhaps I should take a step back and allow you two your space." She grinned at him, knowing he'd fallen for the little Siamese the minute she'd shown it to him in the cattery at the SPCA.

She laughed at his assumption that she loved nerds, and she nodded her head. "I'm on a date with a nerd, so yes, that about sums it up. You should be happy I have such a high opinion of your people." She put up hands to block against possible playful hits, laughing the entire time.

Lori nodded at the idea that she should join the paintball team. "Yeah, my brothers would take me out and cover me in pillows and couch cushions and make me be a moving target for their Air Soft rifles in the back yard. I'll tell you, you can have 5 inches of foam padding on and those things still hurt like a bitch." She lifted the sleeve of her shirt to reveal a small, smoothed scar on her forearm. "That would be when my brother blinded me with about 3 shots to the face and covered my goggles with paint. I then ran into a tree and the branch gouged my arm."

Why she was babbling on about getting beaten up by a tree, she wasn't sure, but Lori was sure John would be amused.

"My brothers are assholes." She grinned at John, then laughed at the mental picture of the accountants out in the woods with paintball guns. "I can imagine you and Lance don't help with their terror."

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[info]action_posable
2008-01-28 01:40 am UTC (link)
“My people?” John asked with exaggerated incredulity, shaking a finger at Lori while trying not to laugh, “I am not a Nerd, sure I’m willing to admit that I may have been briefly addicted to World of Warcraft, but you know what? It’s a disease. Like alcoholism. I can’t help what I’m susceptible to. I’m not a Nerd.” turning his attention away from Lori, John snorted to himself, “I am not a Nerd”

As the mental image of a young Lori covered in pillows popped into his mind, John couldn’t help but laugh, “I bet they laughed for days” he replied, still laughing himself, before he realized he was supposed to be on Lori’s side. Giving a small cough he attempted to compose himself, “I mean, what bastards” the stupid grin on his face didn’t make him entirely convincing, “Yeah, I like to put my SEAL voice on and yell at them. It makes them frantic, they do this adorable thing where they just start running on the spot in circles”

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[info]junior_agent
2008-02-03 03:02 pm UTC (link)
"You are too. I'm very sorry I had to be the one to let you in on this little known fact, but you are, in fact, a nerd." She reached over and patted him on the arm, giving him a mocking look of sympathy. "It's okay. I already knew, and I still like you."

Lori made a face at John laughing, then shook her head. "They were always laughing." She smirked at him sideways, then poked his arm. "And you, buddy, are supposed to be nice to me, not enjoying the brotherly torments of my past." When he sobered and chose Lori's side, she gave a nod. "Damned skippy."

Lori gave a laugh at the mental picture John painted for her about the accountants freaking out, and shook her head again. "You are meeeeeeeean to them. I can only imagine what Lance does. I'm sure he pants' them on the field then runs away giggling." Lori gazed at John for a moment, then looked out the window when she caught herself, watching the passing traffic.

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