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Post by Ian Flanagan on Apr 18, 2007 20:37:59 GMT -5
Ian checked his appearance in the mirror and couldn't decide whether he was satisfied or not. Putting his hands on either side of the basin, he tilted his head a little and stared at his own reflection. His hair, he decided, was a vile shade of red . . . red hair was so . . . red. There was no other way to express the concept. One lock of it seemed to be twisted just the tinest degree to far to one side, but he was loathe to touch it right now for fear of mucking it up worse. The light sprinkling of freckles that matched the red hair made him scrunch his nose slightly in dissatisfaction and he sighed . . . from here, he could easily dig deeper, finding smaller and smaller cracks in the whole of it.
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Post by Brandon Diggorced on Apr 18, 2007 20:43:36 GMT -5
Brandon grinned as he walked into the bathroom, watching Ian with interest. He stood behind Ian and lingered there for a few moments, a bemused expression on his face, watching Ian's vain attempts to make himself presentable. After a few minutes, realizing that Ian was too self-abosorbed to notice his presence, even though he could be plainly seen through the mirror, Brandon said with a smirk, "Playing beauty parlor, are we, Ian?"
ooc: No matter how hard i try, I can't get myself to play a kinrick......
I can't see how jake does it
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Post by Ian Flanagan on Apr 18, 2007 20:55:15 GMT -5
Ian spun about and held a glare back, instead composing himself and replying, "Why yes! And look who it is . . . my next client! Oh, but I think you might be a lost cause . . ." His hands moved to the front of the sink; he leaned backwards onto it as he smiled falsely at Brandon.
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Post by Brandon Diggorced on Apr 18, 2007 21:08:07 GMT -5
Brandon returned the bitter-sweet smile. "My my," Brandon said, still smiling. "Look who has a pair on them. Down at the dorm, we had a pool running. Needless to say, we all lost about 50 galleons."
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Post by Ian Flanagan on Apr 18, 2007 21:22:33 GMT -5
"Kinricks aren't really experts when it comes to having balls anyway, are they?" he retorted; Brandon hadn't flustered him today and he was ready to keep on for a while if necessary. He was still bitter and that fueled him even more now that composure was in his grasp.
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Post by Brandon Diggorced on Apr 18, 2007 21:26:50 GMT -5
"I'm sure you would know," Brandon said with a grin, once again implying. "You were probably getting ready right now, I assume. You never get that....decent for killy."
ooc: and I am off. adioso
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