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Post by BECKETT J. OGDEN on Jan 8, 2010 16:13:39 GMT -5
 Beckett loved outdoors but winter wasn't exactly his thing. He preferred fall and spring. Summer was too hot. He walked into the park, skateboard in tow and he slung it down letting it roll on the pathway before stepping up. He followed the pathway that snaked through the park. Even though he was pretty sure it was freezing out.
Skateboarding and him was a hazard just waiting to happen. He was clumsy and so this skill wasn't exactly a good idea, no matter how good he was at it. Rhythm guitar was more his thing, his forte perhaps then other things. He was definitely talented at it. He was also good at bass and drums. But not as well so.
Frost stuck to his black toboggan and hoodie. Even though it was freezing out he could feel the heat on his skin from the fabric of the sweat jacket. Though he didn't like Winter he might as well. He was definitely built to deal with cold weather better then hot. He easily got over heated and sweaty.
He smirked, taking the curb of the side walk as the board hit it. His eyes jerked up, catching movement. Then his attention jerked back to the skate board. It was too late and he realized he made a mistake right as he hit the concrete.
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Post by SILVIA A SCONZO on Jan 9, 2010 1:11:06 GMT -5
silvia's right foot began to tap on the ground without her even realizing it. something she did when it was time for a smoke. it was odd, but always happened. soon enough, she looked down at her foot hitting the bus's hardwood floors. a sigh escaped her thin lips before getting up and walking over to her bag of junk.
she grabbed her cigarettes and a lighter, quickly walking out of the doors and to the open air. she stopped to look around her, wondering where they were at the moment. it was the bands day off today, but she always forgot where they were.
shaking it off, silvia just walked straight ahead, looking for somewhere calming to smoke. the girl began zoning off, somehow ending up in the town's local park. she blinked her blue green eyes a few times before finding a bench. taking a seat, her legs automatically crossed.
bringing the cigarette to her lips, she flicked her finger on the lighter, letting it burn. inhaling the smoke, she felt a sense of relief. it was a horrible habit, and she knew it, but she couldn't stop. she had tried multiple times before, but it was impossible.
her thoughts were distracting boy a loud crash. she turned her head to the direction where it was coming from, noticing that it was a fellow band mate, beckett. oh that rascal, acting like he could skate. she smirked before walking over to him.
"need a hand?" the words left her lips, he hand reaching out towards him.
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Post by BECKETT J. OGDEN on Jan 9, 2010 13:43:48 GMT -5
Okay so he couldn't skate worth shit, maybe if he wasn;t clumsy as hell he would be good at it but that wasn't the case. He was a mistake waiting to happen, an accident on the verge.Obviously the edge had finally come.
He looked up at the grey sky, just sort of laying there. He had scraped his hands and he was pretty sure his knee was bleeding but he didn't move. Finally he could feel the heat run up his hand as it screamed in pain. He hissed to hold back any curse words. "Oh come on." He whined holding up his hand and glaring at it.
He was surprised at the voice, eyes leaving his scarred hand to search for who spoke. Ah Silvia. He blinked, "Hey." He hadn't even noticed he was still laying down. He could feel the cold of the path, okay freezing coldness, on his skin which only made the pain more intense but he was still laying there.
"That and a leg, got any spares?" He said tilting his hand before grabbing her hand with his unscarred hand. He of course didn't give her his whole weight. He was over 6'0 feet tall which ammounted in most of his weight. Not a good ending to that. He had forgotten his leg was bleeding. With a hiss, he laid back down. "Actually i like it down here better."
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Post by SILVIA A SCONZO on Jan 11, 2010 22:10:08 GMT -5
silvia couldn't help but notice how scratched up the thin and tall boy was. a worried expression came across her face. listening to his words, she felt a bit more relieved. "yeah, i'll just go back on the bus to grab one." she began with a soft smile. "i saw like twenty extras back behind the equipment." she finished off with a laugh.
as he took her hand, she pulled him up, noticing he wasn't using all of her support. that was probably a smart move since he was a few inches taller then her. although he wasn't any skinner, he probably could've still brought her down to the ground.
looking down at his leg, she noticed a rather large cut, blood lightly spewing out. blood was never a good sign, obviously. as he went back onto the ground, an awkward sense ran through her spine. 'uhhhh' was the only thought running through her head.
after about a minute of her just watching him sit down, she decided to just get on the ground with him. with her legs crossed, she took another huff of smoke, letting it out away the opposite direction of him. it was only courteous. "so..." she began. "what the fuck were you doing skateboarding?" she asked bluntly, her eyes facing him.
notes - kind of suckish, i'm sorry! oh so museless, but felt bad for not posting D:!
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