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Post by Phobia/Pierce Fobster on Feb 10, 2012 22:33:35 GMT -5
“I never said I found the notion terrible,” Pierce elaborates awkwardly, gesturing helplessly in an attempt to convey his point. “It’s just the general convention that people who go on dates generally know they’re getting into it in first place... and they’re attracted to each other and... have... less purely amiable intentions...?”
Oh look at that, he was blushing again. Why did humans have to have such stupidly obvious mechanisms for nonverbal emotional communication? Really?
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Post by Rampage/Xavier Goodkind on Feb 11, 2012 0:43:14 GMT -5
Xavier watches Pierce's face flush, and finds it remarkably interesting. He leans a little closer, expression shifting to a lazy smile. Such a flustered librarian!
"Mmm, and we both know you don't find me attractive." Pierce said so when they first met! Loudly! How could Xavier not have been convinced by his blushing denial?
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Post by Phobia/Pierce Fobster on Feb 11, 2012 16:06:26 GMT -5
“W-well, not in that manner!” In what manner though, Pierce does not elaborate. Really now, Xavier, why would Pierce lie about such a thing! It’s not like he’s in denial or anything like that, is he? Of course not.
“I would abide by an acquaintanceship?” he offers instead and tries not to lean away too obviously when Xavier moves closer. There are people watching! He can see Miranda arching a brow there at the desk! Nothing going on here, Miranda, please look away.
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Post by Rampage/Xavier Goodkind on Feb 11, 2012 19:25:04 GMT -5
That manner? Xavier is arching a brow at Pierce, too!
"You would abide, hm?" he says, clearly amused. Then he holds out a hand for a shake. "Well then, Mr. Fobster, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance and I look forward to our outing."
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Post by Phobia/Pierce Fobster on Feb 11, 2012 19:53:35 GMT -5
“Uhm.” Pierce leans away and stares at the proffered hand like it’s an alien. He then looks up at Xavier and rubs his forearm. Somewhat apologetically he tries to offer, “I don’t... touching... icky...”
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Post by Rampage/Xavier Goodkind on Feb 11, 2012 20:38:24 GMT -5
Xavier stares at Pierce, then down at his hand, then back at Pierce, his eyebrow arching even higher. But he shrugs and smiles again, a bit dubiously. "You're a strange man, Pierce."
But he likes you anyway.
Perhaps time to change the topic while they wait for lunch. "You know, I'm making beef stroganoff tonight. I should bring you some tomorrow."
Wrap time?
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Post by Phobia/Pierce Fobster on Feb 12, 2012 13:57:56 GMT -5
“Oh, my, you don’t have to bring me anything, really, I’m fine!” He’s not even entirely sure what beef stroganoff is, come to think of it. Could it be poisonous?
OOC: Wrap is okay!
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