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pundantic · 08-23-2013, 06:17 PM

SPOILER!!: Still Attests Its Mauve

As Ascanius kept up his dashing smirk, although any other positive describer would have befitted his smirk, he made note to look around the place he had been loitering. Being here was not without purpose he just was not sure exactly what that purpose was yet; of course, the game was to not let others know that. And he was quite skilled at that game. Always play it confident and cool.

Although, he did want to take the time to observe his surroundings because it was a very interesting round of them. There were mostly older people around here and very few faces he knew, but it was always fun to people watch. Human beings were fascinating creatures, especially when they didn't think they were being watched.

Anyway, he turned his steele grey eyes back to Lottie and continued on smirking. She got a cool shrug from him at her question, "S'not easy when you first are tinkering, yeah? But it gets easier." And he worked the grease like he was meant for it. Rugged and manly, that was what he wreaked of after work everyday, which was to be expected. The beard would only add to that.

Once he figured that beard thing out.

And then his smirk turned into a high definition smirk at the mention of her shopping. He was still going to attest to the fact that it was mauve, being that he had seen it, but she could say what she liked. It was interesting to him, though, that she was sharing such things with him. Hmm. New colours. He would ponder that.

Running his fingers through his hair and ruffling it a bit, he tagged on, "Oh? Did you, gorgeous? Positive it isn't mauve?" He knew the difference, see?

08-23-2013, 06:17 PM	#110 (permalink)
pundantic MO Moke Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: Winterfell Posts: 8,763 Hogwarts RPG Name: Gideon Emerson Slytherin Seventh Year x4	Who Am I? Ern's 2460FUN SPOILER!!: Still Attests Its Mauve Quote: Originally Posted by Lockhartian Theeeeeere was the smirk again. Excellent, she felt back at home. Mainly because she could keep on smirking and it'd be fine. ~~Also, yes, he needs no beard, but shhhh, we heard nothing.~~ No? Not by accident? Of course, only Ascanius Stark would nothing by accident. Everything had a purpose or was meant to come out the way it had. Lottie just shrugged her shoulders and let her eyes wander...to the other people in here. Funny how they didn't require speech to communicate, right? Hilarious. It was safer, at any rate. Mmhmm. That. She'd gone into details with Aidan and probably failed to mention the most important part of it all. Repair shop. Nod. "Is it as complicated as it seems?" Granted, Lottie had no knowledge on this, but both Cassia and Lex (mostly Cassia), had mentioned how complicated the activity would be. Oh, that's right, she'd shared that information with them too. Guess Ascanius was being popular this summer. Her? "Besides hanging out with friends...," different types of hanging out, every single one of them, "...I've gone shopping. Non-mauve this time. I made sure." Smirk. There were other color experts, A. As Ascanius kept up his dashing smirk, although any other positive describer would have befitted his smirk, he made note to look around the place he had been loitering. Being here was not without purpose he just was not sure exactly what that purpose was yet; of course, the game was to not let others know that. And he was quite skilled at that game. Always play it confident and cool. Although, he did want to take the time to observe his surroundings because it was a very interesting round of them. There were mostly older people around here and very few faces he knew, but it was always fun to people watch. Human beings were fascinating creatures, especially when they didn't think they were being watched. Anyway, he turned his steele grey eyes back to Lottie and continued on smirking. She got a cool shrug from him at her question, "S'not easy when you first are tinkering, yeah? But it gets easier." And he worked the grease like he was meant for it. Rugged and manly, that was what he wreaked of after work everyday, which was to be expected. The beard would only add to that. Once he figured that beard thing out. And then his smirk turned into a high definition smirk at the mention of her shopping. He was still going to attest to the fact that it was mauve, being that he had seen it, but she could say what she liked. It was interesting to him, though, that she was sharing such things with him. Hmm. New colours. He would ponder that. Running his fingers through his hair and ruffling it a bit, he tagged on, "Oh? Did you, gorgeous? Positive it isn't mauve?" He knew the difference, see? __________________