Ingrid Chance (offthegrid) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2009-12-12 00:48:00 |
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Entry tags: | ingrid, leo |
Tuesday - February 26th, 2008
Who: Ingrid and Leo
When: Tuesday Afternoon
Where: Ingrid's room
What: Leo comes bearing gifts
Note: This isn't in typical scene form because it just sort of happened in aim but since we still wanted it to happen, we decided to edit it a little and post it anyway.
Ingrid: "why won't you just leave me alone? what do you want from me?!?"
Leo: "I want you to enjoy this slinky."
Leo: "Also, what are your feelings on The Godfather?"
Leo: "That was a serious question. I expect an answer."
Ingrid: "The Godfather is overrated."
Leo: "PSH"
Ingrid: *shrugs*
Leo: "She doesn't like canoli, she doesn't like the godfather, she didn't have a slinky before this."
Ingrid: *gasp* "I must not be human!"
Leo: "I know demons with slinkies!"
Leo: That was said in the most childish tone that a 6 foot 2 buff man, can muster
Ingrid: *eye roll*
Leo: Also, he totally makes himself at home. Like, plop on her bed, and break out the bag of M&M's.
Ingrid: "Oh, so, not comfortable with cuddling me a little but you'll sprawl out all over my bed, huh?"
Leo: "I don't sprawl. I vegetate."
Ingrid: "Same difference..."
Leo: "Also, do you eat M&M's, or does your hatred for canoli apply to all things delicious?"
Ingrid: "I don't eat food."
Leo: "No wonder you're so skinny."
Ingrid: "I'm a vampire, moron. I don't need to eat food."
Leo: "Well, Shawn doesn't either."
Leo: "Doesn't keep him from making nutella and marshmallow sandwiches."
Ingrid: "Gross..."
Leo: "We're boys."
Ingrid: "Gross boys. If you're going to feed me, at least give me a nice, rare steak."
Leo: "Steak huh?"
Ingrid: "It's almost like sustenance."
Leo: "You need something more exciting than steak though."
Leo: "How about... cheeze wiz?"
Ingrid: "No."
Leo: "It's nothing like sustenance."
Leo: "But it has no nutritional content!"
Leo: "That's how you KNOW it's good!"
Ingrid: "I don't exactly have taste buds that work properly, Leo."
Leo: "That's not right..."
Leo: "How long have you been a vampire?"
Leo: "I mean, Nate still has his."
Ingrid: "Long enough..."
Leo: "You can't possibly be that old."
Leo: "If it makes you feel any better, my grandpa is 123"
Leo: At this point, he's attempting to catch M&M's in his mouth. And failing.
Ingrid: "You're making a mess...."
Leo: "Which is exactly why you need a dog."
Leo: "Plus, they're not allowed. So you can be all rebellious."
Ingrid: *frowns* "I had a dog once..."
Leo: "Oh?"
Ingrid: "Yep."
Leo: "Was it named something just awful?"
Ingrid: "Why would you think that?"
Leo: "Because it should be.
Leo: Dogs with human names are no fun."
Leo: "We call ours Argon." As in, the element.
Ingrid: "I see. Well her name was Iris."
Leo: "A good a name as any, I suppose."
Leo: "Did you put her in those horrible little outfits that girls seem so fond of?"
Ingrid: "Hell no!" *incredulous look* "Do I honestly look like one of those girls?"
Leo: "No... but I wanted to hear you curse me out for implying that you were."
Leo: "Frankly, I'm disappointed with your reaction."
Ingrid: *eye roll* "I'm sorry. Expecting something a little more acrid?
Leo: "At least I got an eye roll that time."
Leo: "Improvement."
Ingrid: "I could knee you in the nuts. Would that be an improvement?"
Leo: "Only if you want an angry air elemental after you."
Leo: "He wants to be an uncle, after all."
Ingrid: "Never gonna happen. You're far too scared of boobies."
Leo: "I love boobies."
Leo: "I mean, what's not to love?"
Ingrid: "Coulda fooled me..."
Leo: "Even the name is fun."
Leo: "Ever think it's YOUR boobies that are the problem?"
Leo: He totally runs at this point, while laughing, resulting in slow running.
Ingrid: *pelts with m&ms* "Asshole..."
Leo: "Am not"
Ingrid: "How about yeah?" *pouts a little* "For your information, I happen to have great tits."
Leo: "Are we really discussing the quality of your tits?"
Leo: "Although, I'm sure they're very nice."
Ingrid: "You're the one that brought my tits into this conversation."
Leo: "Actually, you did!"
Leo: "So no attempting to pawn it off on me"
Ingrid: "Uhm, no. I said you didn't like boobies. I didn't say anything about my boobies."
Leo: "You should have assumed that your boobies were also up for discussion"
Leo: "Also, I enjoy saying the word boobies."
Ingrid: "Not in particular. You're the one that took it that route."
Leo: "Again. Boy."
Leo: *points to his junk*
Ingrid: *arches brow* "And now you're going to go and bring that into the conversation too?"
Leo: "It seemed appropriate."
Ingrid: "If you have no interest in my boobies then I have no interest in your junk."
Leo: "That seems fair enough."
Ingrid: "Mmhmm"
Leo: "So."
Leo: "What exactly do you do for fun?"
Leo: "Besides comment on the quality of your boobies?"
Leo: "And pelt people with miniature chocolates."
Ingrid: *shrugs* "Whatever I happen to come across that seems entertaining."
Leo: "And never once did that happen to be a slinky?"
Leo: "You quite obviously did not live through the sixties."
Ingrid: "Yes, I've played with a Slinky before. As a child. Like children do. I was one of those once upon a time."
Leo: "I could pretend to gasp, if you'd like."
Leo: "OR, we could go find a set of cool stairs."
Leo: "Your choice."
Ingrid: *sighs* "You aren't going to drop it until I say yes, are you?"
Leo: He just smiles. All puppy like
Ingrid: *rolls eyes and huffs* "FINE.
Leo: "I know you secretly want to."
Ingrid: "Just like you secretly want my boobies..." *smirks and then grabs some shoes*
Leo: "Don't forget the cookies!" He says, as he walks out the door.
Ingrid: "Oh, I got your cookies right here..."
Leo: "Sexual euphemisms will not be accepted in lu of actual cookies."
Ingrid: *smacks him in the back of the head with a pack of Tollhouse* "YOU need to get your head out of the gutter."
Leo: "But you find the most interesting things down there...."