smash_logs | What is love? Baby don't flirt me, don't flirt me no more

Who: Lash and You (OPEN LOG TIME!)
What: Lash tries to flirt like Blacky taught her, and horrible things happen.
Where: All over campus on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday
When: Whenever you want, bby
Warnings: Horrible flirting.
Suggested Music: This song.

Well, she told herself she would do it. Now it was only a question of who would Lash come upon first. Deep breaths, calming voice, being in control. She could do that easily. The hardest part was how the other person would react, and keeping her short fuse in check.

It was a recipe for disaster, that was for certain.

((OOC - Much like an open office log, you tell me what date, time and where your character is. I will have Lash moving all around the school looking for victims and she has three days off from work, so anywhere from 6am to midnight is fine.

Yes, girls can come too.

Both log and action posts are allowed! Go with what you feel like doing, I will reply accordingly. Have fun, enjoy both of our characters making each other uncomfortable.))

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This was going to be an interesting challenge. Go time. Step one, ignore question asked to one's self, and counter-attack with another instead.

"Do you wander the halls often? I see you doing it once in a while."

"Er... sometimes, yes," he responded awkwardly. She always had come across as weird to him.

She giggled.

"See anything interestingly lately?" She got a bit closer to him, when Lash noticed a detail she hadn't seen before. Huh...

"You have no eyebrows!" She paused realizing how weird that might sound. "Uhh, because Hawke doesn't have any, you see."

The question was strange in itself, but once the brunette pointed out Ulki's facial features, he deserted the concern.

"No. I... don't," he repeated, his already angry-appearing features becoming slightly more so. He remembered Hawke; he was the man he met on the 31st of October ~~the man he was madly in love with, the man of his destiny~~. Lash and Hawke were associated, he could recall.

~~The man of destiny who left you to die.~~

There was genuine curiosity in her facial expressions now. Scientific mode activated. "Do all of your kind have the same features, or is it only you?"

In a display of discomfort, Ulki's eyes flickered to the right and skimmed the walls. "Er, no. Just me."

"Oh!" she thought about it for a second. "So you shave them like Hawke does?"

"No." He found that doing that held no merit.

"Sooo...what happened exactly?" This was a mystery of importance!

He wasn't sure how he was supposed to answer. "Mmm... nothing," he responded, his words ending with the hint of a question.

How bizarre. "You never had any, then?"

He wasn't even sure why it was so amusing. Then again, he had had numerous encounters with people interrogating him about the features of his face. It peeved him ever so slightly. "No, I haven't." Still, his voice kept the same edge it always retained, unchanged.

He had to be toying with her. She might have lowered her lip and little, in an attempt to hold back her annoyance.

"Then what happened?"

What was she trying to get at? It really was irritating the hawk laguz. He shut his eyes for a moment before telling her, "Nothing. I was born this way."

Well that came out rather simply. The mystery about the man's eyebrows solved, Lash almost seemed downcast by its resolution.

"Oh." Then a little more softly. "That sucks."

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"It doesn't affect me." He didn't like her thinking that he must be living a life of misery simply because he didn't have eyebrows. Ulki always imagined that he would look a whole lot angrier if he did have eyebrows. Then he considered that she could be referring to the fact that her findings were probably not as amazing as she wished them to be; to this, he was unsure how to feel.

"Well it's not life affecting like other deformities, so it's understandable. Not life changing or anything." She gave him a tiny smile. "You're really interesting."

What was so interesting about not having any... eyebrows? He was puzzled. "Interesting..." he repeated. "If you... say so."

"I do!" More questions to throw his way. "...Is there any particular reason you decided to come here?"

He wasn't keen on being asked so many questions by someone like Lash. It irked him and made him suspicious of her intentions. "Not... entirely," he lied, even though he wasn't quite sure himself. All he remembered is that he heard something and went to investigate, which led to this.

Unfortunately (or fortunately?) Lash didn't have any malicious intent. Someone who reminded her of Hawke just made her all the more curious.

"Well at least you're having fun here...right?"

"Well... I suppose," he agreed, but he wasn't sure he liked to call it 'fun.' Perhaps it was the way the word felt being applied to himself.

"That's good!" she cheered, probably sounding a little more enthusiastic than she might have tried to let on.

He couldn't help but feel as though he were being mocked, whether he was or not.

"Are you okay?" She looked at him, worried.

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