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Post by Yukiko Oshiro on May 1, 2011 19:06:37 GMT -5
The grass brushed up against Yukiko's bare legs as she doodled in her sketchbook. Her back was up against the rough bark of the tree trunk, and its leaves sheilded all but her feet from the sun. Yukiko hummed to herself as she sketched, occasionally pausing to blend the pencil with the tip of her graphite-covered index finger. She was currently working on a sort of short graphic novel, her favorite project at the moment. The current panel depicted an intense-looking boy wielding a sword and spitting out a witty catchphrase.
Yukiko sneezed, dropping her pencil and sketch book in the process. The Ookami sighed, rubbing her nose as she gathered up her materials. She loved visting the garden, but it truly sent her alergies into overdrive whenever she showed up. Pollen and her had never been good friends.
The brunette sneezed again, this time loud enough to catch the attention of a few passerbys. Yukiko blushed and burried her face into her drawings, pretending not to notice.
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Post by Michael Faith on May 4, 2011 20:36:08 GMT -5
Michael let out an almost too friendly chuckled as he walked up to the sneezing female with the sketch pad. He leaned up against the tree she was under and sighed lightly as he then began to talk. "You know if your sneezing a lot maybe you shouldn't be here drawing." spoke Michael as he removed his hand from the tree and stepped in front of her binding down so they were the same height. "I get the odd feeling we've met before."
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Post by Yukiko Oshiro on May 4, 2011 20:48:53 GMT -5
Yukiko glanced up and sniffed, successfully getting a nosefull of pollen. She let out a soft, delicate sneeze which sent her art supplies tumbling onto the grass. The Ookami sighed and then gave the boy a quick looking-over while she rescued her sketchbook from the evil flowers. Something about that face seemed so familar...
"Perhaps," Yukiko murmured in response to his statement. Her voice rose a tad. "You do seem somewhat familar." She placed a thoughtful finger to her lips.
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Post by Michael Faith on May 4, 2011 20:52:49 GMT -5
Michael laughed lightly at her responde and then found the way she played her finger to her lips rather cute and despite that fact he had a girlfriend let he flirting comment come out of his mouth. "You know you look rather cute like that, I'm not sure how I could forget such a pretty face." said Michael with a smile he then gave himself a mental note. Learn to stop flirting with every pretty girl you see it will make Lynn mad.
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Post by Yukiko Oshiro on May 4, 2011 21:00:43 GMT -5
Despite herself, Yukiko flushed. She could feel the prickling heat of the cherry redness as it crept across her cheeks. Silently she cursed herself. If this is how you're going to act every time a boy says something nice to you, you're doomed.
The Ookami cleared her throat nonchalantly before responding.
"That's sweet of you." She smiled. Thankfully by this point most of the redness had faded to a less obnoxious pink. "Normally I always remember people's names... but I'm still pretty sure I know you." Yukiko frowned playfully. "I think my brain is malfuctioning."
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Post by Michael Faith on May 4, 2011 21:05:16 GMT -5
Michael chuckled at the females blush and then rubbed the back of his head in an almost playful manner as he spoke, "Well if it helps your malfuctioning brain my name is Michael." spoke the teen as he then sat down all the way and stopped rubbing the back of his head. "You've still got some blush going on in your face, it's kinda a cute." ahh Michael needed help if he wasn ever gonna get rid of this problem.
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Post by Yukiko Oshiro on May 4, 2011 21:14:07 GMT -5
Of course, Michael's comment only made Yukiko plush more. Thankfully the whirling gears in her head distracted her from the embarrassment. Michael... Michael... where had she heard that name?
"Ah, HA!" The Ookami cried out triumphantly, slamming a victorious fist into her open palm with a smile. "I remember now! The amusement park!" She beamed at her success. Yukiko: 1. Memory Loss: 0.
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