05-20-2012, 02:30 AM
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Alistair couldn't suppress a small laugh as the woman jumped from his voice. "Sorry about surprising you." He apologized, a warm grin on his dark lips. Alistair slightly tilted his head as she merely stared at him, saying nothing. Just...Staring. So, Ali stared back. What else could he do? Jump around like a monkey? Nope. So....Staring. Pretty awkward. However, to his relief, a slight smile came onto her face. Good. No chasing away or screeching like a banshee....Unless she was excited to chase him away or scream like a banshee. Eh. Maybe time would tell? However, Alistair seriously wished neither would happen....Not again. Last time, it really wasn't a good time.
"Bitchin'!" Alistair grinned, scaling the boulder with ease. He took his place next to the woman, but still kept some slight distance so he wouldn't scare her off. Alistair did plan on a bit of flirting, but it could wait...Perhaps he could slowly ease into it. "Well, hi there. I'm Alistair Gibson." Alistair held out one of his hands for her to shake. "Nice to meet you." Alistair gave a pleasant smirk, a common expression for the mischievous surfer. "What's your name, honey?" Alistair leaned himself back a bit, using one of his arms to prop himself up. His legs laid before him, head turned towards the lovely miss.
His gaze soon dropped from her face, down to her hands. Hmmm? What was she doing? It looked like beads...Wait, was she making jewelry? A grin spread across his face, his eyes watching her fingers. "Are you making jewelry?" His voice held a curious tone, but his eyes gleamed with excitement. He hadn't made jewelry in quite a long time. It would a great past-time, and it made his fingers skilled and precise. Ali reached up to fiddle with his septum picture, hoping his assumption was correct.
"If you are, I could perhaps assist?" Alistair continued to fiddle with his piercing, turning his gaze out towards the scenery before finally turning his gaze back to her pretty face. "By the way..." Alistair glanced down at the glass beads, finally glancing upwards to meet her eyes. "Is everyone as smashing as you?" Ali paused for a moment, before clarifying his question. "I mean...Is everyone as pretty?" He slightly tilted his head, his voice clear as if it was a non-flirtatious question.
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Alistair couldn't suppress a small laugh as the woman jumped from his voice. "Sorry about surprising you." He apologized, a warm grin on his dark lips. Alistair slightly tilted his head as she merely stared at him, saying nothing. Just...Staring. So, Ali stared back. What else could he do? Jump around like a monkey? Nope. So....Staring. Pretty awkward. However, to his relief, a slight smile came onto her face. Good. No chasing away or screeching like a banshee....Unless she was excited to chase him away or scream like a banshee. Eh. Maybe time would tell? However, Alistair seriously wished neither would happen....Not again. Last time, it really wasn't a good time.
"Bitchin'!" Alistair grinned, scaling the boulder with ease. He took his place next to the woman, but still kept some slight distance so he wouldn't scare her off. Alistair did plan on a bit of flirting, but it could wait...Perhaps he could slowly ease into it. "Well, hi there. I'm Alistair Gibson." Alistair held out one of his hands for her to shake. "Nice to meet you." Alistair gave a pleasant smirk, a common expression for the mischievous surfer. "What's your name, honey?" Alistair leaned himself back a bit, using one of his arms to prop himself up. His legs laid before him, head turned towards the lovely miss.
His gaze soon dropped from her face, down to her hands. Hmmm? What was she doing? It looked like beads...Wait, was she making jewelry? A grin spread across his face, his eyes watching her fingers. "Are you making jewelry?" His voice held a curious tone, but his eyes gleamed with excitement. He hadn't made jewelry in quite a long time. It would a great past-time, and it made his fingers skilled and precise. Ali reached up to fiddle with his septum picture, hoping his assumption was correct.
"If you are, I could perhaps assist?" Alistair continued to fiddle with his piercing, turning his gaze out towards the scenery before finally turning his gaze back to her pretty face. "By the way..." Alistair glanced down at the glass beads, finally glancing upwards to meet her eyes. "Is everyone as smashing as you?" Ali paused for a moment, before clarifying his question. "I mean...Is everyone as pretty?" He slightly tilted his head, his voice clear as if it was a non-flirtatious question.
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