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Post by stephjo on May 11, 2009 17:54:05 GMT
"I suppose your right saying that" Kate muttered brightly when she considered the multiple places she had visited over the years. Though, out of each holiday destination, the only place that stuck in her mind was the actual territory of La Push. Leaving there did cause a hole to form within Kate's memories and heart...though, it could some times be healed with that lovely odd visit into its borders. Though, she would never dwell on negative thoughts when in the presence of others. Her smile never once faded as she stretched her arms in front of her casually, eyes glimmering.
"I adore the rain...it's so relaxing" She admitted in a distant tone, a soft sigh escaping out of total relaxation in a sense. "You can't say it doesn't relax you? Well...when your not outside in it" She said with a brighter smile, watching Zavier with keen interest. Though, his question caught her off guard as she softly bit into her lip out of pure thought. What could she say? Her facial expression strained in extreme thought as she once again stretched subconsciously. "Irm...well...I live with my Dad and brother if that counts for soemthing...just on the border" She muttered, as if listing the information.
"Irm...I like...art? And apples...and tea!" She exclaimed, eyes glimmering in joy as she fell dead in silence. After a moment or two, she bashfully shrugged. "What else would you like to know?" She inquired seriously, giggling some what out of the plain sensation of being nervous.
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Post by dreamer on May 14, 2009 17:28:54 GMT
Zavier grinned as Kate talked about the rain, the cold wet harshness of the rain in Forks would hold no problem for him. 'Oh I love the rain... Then again I like the cold...' he chuckled gently 'I know not many people are too keen on the cold and wet though.' Now of course he didnt like the sunny weather... But that was because of what he was, he had rather enjoyed the sun in his mortal life, but it was something you saw little of in Medieval London.
He listened as she she struggled to talk about her self and he chuckled lightly. 'Never been a big fan of tea myself...' Of course it didnt help that it hadnt been around in England when he was human. But I love art... Its a great was of expressing ones self' He smirked, he loved putting paintbrush to canvas, it had certainly gotten him a lot of money in the past. He thought a moment as she asked him what he wanted to know, before smiling 'Whats your favourite movie?' He chuckled slighty Mines LaCage Aux Folles... The original french version.' He knew you could tell a lot from someones favourite film.
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