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Post by Ray on May 27, 2006 12:12:07 GMT -5
Ray dug through his closet, trying to find a decent duffle bag. He was beginning to think he'd be using his backpack but he came across one, and with a relieved sigh, he pulled it free of the messy closet. Setting it down on his bed, he opened it, then went about picking out some clothing to take.
Ray wasn't all too sure when he'd be leaving for Kentucky, but he figured it was soon considering school was close to being let out. So, he went about packing, humming as he did to kill the silence.
((anyone's welcome to just barge in if they want lol))
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Post by Psylocke on May 27, 2006 15:11:57 GMT -5
"Hi Ray" Betsy came into the room and knocked. "What are you doing?"
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Post by Ray on May 27, 2006 15:14:38 GMT -5
Ray looked towards the door; "Hey," he said, going over to a drawer and pulling it open; "Just packin' for Kentucky," he replied.
"Sorry it's a mess," he added with a shrug. There was clothing here and there. It wasn't exactly messy, but it was dissorderly.
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Post by Psylocke on May 27, 2006 15:15:48 GMT -5
"Why are you going to Kentucky?" asked Betsy and bumped downn on his bed. "You don't mind?" She laughed. "Cozy room!"
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Post by Ray on May 27, 2006 15:19:16 GMT -5
"Er... no, guess not," Ray said, glancing at her before he found a decent looking shirt; "I'm uh, goin' down with Paige..." he said as he tossed the shirt in the general direction of the duffel. But it ended up in Betsy's lap; "Oops, sorry," he said, having no intention on going for it as he went to the closet to pick out more clothing.
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Post by Psylocke on May 27, 2006 15:23:05 GMT -5
"No problem" betsy looked at the shirt, and it levitated into the air, neatly being folded by her telekinesis and smoothly being put into Ray's luggage bag.
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Post by Ray on May 27, 2006 15:26:46 GMT -5
Ray considered throwing all of his clothing at her so she would fold it. He couldn't fold to save his life. He went through the closet, trying to find a nice button-up shirt. He only had three, a blue one, a black one, and a white one. So, with a sigh, he took the three shirts and turned around to face Betsy.
"You know fashion, right? Which one should I bring with me?" He asked, moving each shirt in front of him in turn.
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Post by Psylocke on May 27, 2006 15:29:45 GMT -5
Betsy took all three of them with her telekinesis and held them up in front of her. She put a finger to her cheek and looked at them, then at Ray, then at them again. "The black one you can wear day-time, white in the evening, and... Don't take the blue one. Not white at day for it's more... Classy and too much evening-like. Yeah. Black one and white one, I'd say."
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Post by Ray on May 27, 2006 15:34:27 GMT -5
Ray's eyebrow arched a little as she decided, then, he nodded. He grabbed the shirts out of the air, and hung up the blue one. He would probably wear a white long-sleeve shirt underneath them, because he was always getting cold, but Kentucky meant the South so that idea would be tossed out the window. He put the blue one up, then set the other two on the door to his closet, so he could put them in the duffel bag last.
"Okay, Bets', 'nother question;" he said, looking at her; "You think you could tell me a good present to get Paige? Her birthday's comin' up, I wanna get her something good. And I want it to pretty much scream 'I love you'. I was gonna get her a necklace, but I don't know what stone goes with what, and a ring is too... too... eh, it just doesn't seem right. But I wanna get her some form of jewlery. Any ideas?"
He just hoped he didn't seem too ignorant. But he was, he really didn't know. And besides, it seemed like she liked giving advise like what he was asking for.
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Post by Psylocke on May 27, 2006 15:40:05 GMT -5
"Hmm... Tough one... What does Paige like? I mean, what colors, what kind of gold/silver does she prefer, and above all, what's her temper? I don't think a Goth would fancy a schocking pink heart!" she laughed and looked at Ray.
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Post by Ray on May 27, 2006 15:43:46 GMT -5
Ray laughed, then looked up as he thought; "Ah man, she's just awesome," he said a bit wistfully; "She's fun, she's just goes with whatever's thrown at her, she's tough, but she cares, too... She puts up with me," he added jokingly, thought not really; "Her favorite color's blue... I was thinking if I got her a necklace, I'd get a light blue stone. I dunno what 'gold' she likes. I thought there was one kinda gold and one kinda silver," he said, rubbing the back of his neck as he thought.
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Post by Psylocke on May 27, 2006 15:58:59 GMT -5
"Hmm" Betsy thought. "I'd say a light blue, eclipse-shaped stone on a silver necklace, kinda, hanging down... If you get what I'm saying?" laughed Betsy and drew patterns in the air on her nack to demonstrate. "I think she'd like that!"
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Post by Ray on May 27, 2006 16:03:09 GMT -5
Ray nodded as he thought it over; "Like the moon?" he asked; "But, she's nothin' like the moon... or the night time..." he thought allowed as he sat down in a beanbag, pretty much plopping down into it; "What about a heart? It's generic, I know, but would that work?"
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Post by Psylocke on May 27, 2006 16:05:44 GMT -5
"No, oval" Betsy said and demonstrated with her hands. "Kinda squashed... And if Paige is like you desribed her I think she'll like it!"
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Post by Ray on May 27, 2006 16:08:37 GMT -5
"Oval, huh..." Ray said, looking down as he mulled it over; "Geez girls are confusing," he muttered, tugging at a spike. Finallly, he looked at Betsy. She seemed sure enough, and by what Ray had gathered from what he knew about her, she was probably right.
"Well, I'll take your word for it," he said finally, "Dunno why, but I will." he smirked a little, then his eyes wondered to the floor as he thought about Paige again.
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