Lost Thread
I did this once before. I hate losing threads. Here's one I was particularly fond of, between Nick and antigone_grace, from when I first started writing Nick.
(Rescued from LJArchive)
October 15, 2005
Original Post:
Hey, look! *points* They almost match. *smiles*
*frowns*
*still frowning*
*grins*
I would not.
And hell no!
*chuckles*
Comments
Anne: Not single, which is really just a shame for the rest of the world. *sighs*
Anne: I'd say you were an... eight. *winks*
Anne: Jam?
Anne: And making a point before sticking it in is always best. *snickers* Just ask... Greg anyone.
Nick: I'll take an 8.
Nick: No, no jam.
Nick: ...
Nick: *blinks*
Anne: Maybe an 8.5.
Anne: No. No jam.
Anne: ...
Anne: *grins*
Nick: Hey cool, I got an extra half point without any effort. *smiles*
Nick: Good, we agree.
Nick: ...
Anne: The effort would have to be that smile.
Anne: *shudders* Jam. Ew.
Anne: ...
Nick: The smile is effortless. *grins*
Nick: Jam, not so much, but I like ears.
Nick: *blink*
Anne: The smile is fantastic.
Anne: You like ears? I like hands.
Anne: *wink*
Nick: Why thank you. You have a good smile too.
Nick: It's better to have ears and hands than to not, that's what I always say.
Anne: No, I said your smile was fantastic. Amazing. Gorgeous.
Anne: I agree. Because hands are *blinks innocently* vital.
Nick: Ah...*laughs nervously* Those are some mighty flattering words Miss Anne.
Nick: They are. Can you imagine trying to tie your shoes without hands?
Anne: You're mighty... mighty, Mister Nick.
Anne: That's true! I don't tie my shoes, but for you? I can see where that might be a problem.
Anne: It's also hard to kiss someone without hands.
Nick: *laughs* Do you have people to do that for you?
Nick: *thinks* You can kiss without hands. *blinks*
Anne: *laughs, too* No! I just have to think it done.
Anne: And you can kiss without hands, but its not nearly as fun.
Nick: That's impressive.
Nick: *Thinks* Sometimes it is. *grins*
Anne: Anything I wish is done with a thought.
Anne: Well. We can try it your way and we can try it my way. *all innocence*
Nick: Can I have a burrito? I'm hungry.
Nick: What's your way again? *blink*
Anne: A burrito? *waves hand and takes them to Mexico* There. Have a burrito.
Anne: My way? With hands.
Nick: *frowns looking at authentic Mexican burrito*
Nick: I was sorta hoping for a burrito I could just stick in the microwave.
Nick: And what was my way? *grins*
Anne: But that's so boring. *rolls eyes* If you prefer... *waves hand again* There. Burrito. Microwave.
Anne: Your way was without hands.
Nick: *smiles* Sweet. *sticks in nuker*
Nick: Ah, yes.
Anne: We'll have to travel. So, ready?
Nick: Huh? *staring at the burrito that's going in circles in the microwave*
Nick: 10 seconds.
Anne: *laughs* Travel. Go elsewhere.
Nick: *ding!* Ouch, hot. *tosses burrito from hand to hand*
Nick: Wha? Where are we going?
Anne: Troy.
Anne: *flash*
Anne: My beach. Nice, right?
Nick: *Unphased, takes a bite out of the burrito*
Nick: Mm hmm. *mouth is full*
Anne: *laughs and summons chair*
Anne: Have a seat.
Nick: *still eating* Hm?
Anne: I'll wait.
Nick: Sorry. What were you saying?
Nick: *looks around* Huh? What?
Anne: *lounges in chair*
Anne: I said I'll wait.
Anne: *smiles prettily and reclines, closing eyes*
Nick: *Looks towards the ocean*
Nick: Heh.
Nick: *Admires the view, wondering how he got here*
Anne: Does it taste good?
Nick: Yeah, you want some?
Anne: *shocked* Oh, I've never-
Anne: *looks at it* My food is made for me, to order. *looks at him* Is it really good? Like, for real?
Nick: *Looks at the burrito, then back at Anne*
Nick: *shrugs*
Anne: *narrows eyes* You don't know?
Nick: Well, I like it.
Anne: Then I'll try it.
Nick: *Hands her the partially eaten burrito*
Anne: *takes it from him, then takes a small bite*
Anne: Isnahbah... *mumbles unladylike with her mouth full and hands it back*
Nick: *laughs* They're addicting.
Nick: *keeps eating*
((I can't believe it's been that long.))
(Rescued from LJArchive)
October 15, 2005
Original Post:
Hey, look! *points* They almost match. *smiles*
*frowns*
*still frowning*
*grins*
I would not.
And hell no!
*chuckles*
Comments
Anne: Not single, which is really just a shame for the rest of the world. *sighs*
Anne: I'd say you were an... eight. *winks*
Anne: Jam?
Anne: And making a point before sticking it in is always best. *snickers* Just ask... Greg anyone.
Nick: I'll take an 8.
Nick: No, no jam.
Nick: ...
Nick: *blinks*
Anne: Maybe an 8.5.
Anne: No. No jam.
Anne: ...
Anne: *grins*
Nick: Hey cool, I got an extra half point without any effort. *smiles*
Nick: Good, we agree.
Nick: ...
Anne: The effort would have to be that smile.
Anne: *shudders* Jam. Ew.
Anne: ...
Nick: The smile is effortless. *grins*
Nick: Jam, not so much, but I like ears.
Nick: *blink*
Anne: The smile is fantastic.
Anne: You like ears? I like hands.
Anne: *wink*
Nick: Why thank you. You have a good smile too.
Nick: It's better to have ears and hands than to not, that's what I always say.
Anne: No, I said your smile was fantastic. Amazing. Gorgeous.
Anne: I agree. Because hands are *blinks innocently* vital.
Nick: Ah...*laughs nervously* Those are some mighty flattering words Miss Anne.
Nick: They are. Can you imagine trying to tie your shoes without hands?
Anne: You're mighty... mighty, Mister Nick.
Anne: That's true! I don't tie my shoes, but for you? I can see where that might be a problem.
Anne: It's also hard to kiss someone without hands.
Nick: *laughs* Do you have people to do that for you?
Nick: *thinks* You can kiss without hands. *blinks*
Anne: *laughs, too* No! I just have to think it done.
Anne: And you can kiss without hands, but its not nearly as fun.
Nick: That's impressive.
Nick: *Thinks* Sometimes it is. *grins*
Anne: Anything I wish is done with a thought.
Anne: Well. We can try it your way and we can try it my way. *all innocence*
Nick: Can I have a burrito? I'm hungry.
Nick: What's your way again? *blink*
Anne: A burrito? *waves hand and takes them to Mexico* There. Have a burrito.
Anne: My way? With hands.
Nick: *frowns looking at authentic Mexican burrito*
Nick: I was sorta hoping for a burrito I could just stick in the microwave.
Nick: And what was my way? *grins*
Anne: But that's so boring. *rolls eyes* If you prefer... *waves hand again* There. Burrito. Microwave.
Anne: Your way was without hands.
Nick: *smiles* Sweet. *sticks in nuker*
Nick: Ah, yes.
Anne: We'll have to travel. So, ready?
Nick: Huh? *staring at the burrito that's going in circles in the microwave*
Nick: 10 seconds.
Anne: *laughs* Travel. Go elsewhere.
Nick: *ding!* Ouch, hot. *tosses burrito from hand to hand*
Nick: Wha? Where are we going?
Anne: Troy.
Anne: *flash*
Anne: My beach. Nice, right?
Nick: *Unphased, takes a bite out of the burrito*
Nick: Mm hmm. *mouth is full*
Anne: *laughs and summons chair*
Anne: Have a seat.
Nick: *still eating* Hm?
Anne: I'll wait.
Nick: Sorry. What were you saying?
Nick: *looks around* Huh? What?
Anne: *lounges in chair*
Anne: I said I'll wait.
Anne: *smiles prettily and reclines, closing eyes*
Nick: *Looks towards the ocean*
Nick: Heh.
Nick: *Admires the view, wondering how he got here*
Anne: Does it taste good?
Nick: Yeah, you want some?
Anne: *shocked* Oh, I've never-
Anne: *looks at it* My food is made for me, to order. *looks at him* Is it really good? Like, for real?
Nick: *Looks at the burrito, then back at Anne*
Nick: *shrugs*
Anne: *narrows eyes* You don't know?
Nick: Well, I like it.
Anne: Then I'll try it.
Nick: *Hands her the partially eaten burrito*
Anne: *takes it from him, then takes a small bite*
Anne: Isnahbah... *mumbles unladylike with her mouth full and hands it back*
Nick: *laughs* They're addicting.
Nick: *keeps eating*
((I can't believe it's been that long.))