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Post by Lila Sinclair on May 22, 2011 13:28:01 GMT -5
Lila smirked. Oh, joy. She thought as the boy yammered on. Bla bla bla... She was sure she fell asleep somewhere between the times the boy opened his mouth to the time he decided he was done unloading. “Are you done?” She asked boringly and rolling her eyes. “Well, to answer your question,” Lila took a step forward, “Oh, I don’t know, maybe the fact that you exist and reel me into eighteen century England?” She added. Well, it wasn’t really Fitzwilliam’s fault, but with the foul mood and his badgering and on going need to use such big words, lets just say even a nun would start to swear out of her... *cough*
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Post by Fitzwilliam Wentworth on May 22, 2011 19:00:55 GMT -5
"Enough!" Wentworth was sick of the circular conversation. He turned around and started to walk down the hall. His temper was getting the best of him, and there was no reasoning with her.
As he walked he said in a normal tone, "maybe you could deal with a little 18th century, and a lesson in civility."
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Post by Lila Sinclair on May 25, 2011 13:49:21 GMT -5
“Civility?” Lila scoffed. “Yeah right,” She added with a disdainful look on her face. Civility, yeah right, she’ll give him ‘civility’. “If you call civility by forcing woman to define themselves by marriage, family fortune, lineage et cetera,” HA! She would rather die, Lila thought. “If that’s what you call civility then you, sir, is not better than Salazar Slytherin himself,” The words tasted bitter in Lila’s mouth, but she had to say what she was thinking about. Civility my butt, Lila thought.
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Post by Fitzwilliam Wentworth on May 26, 2011 19:42:34 GMT -5
He could be the bigger person and not reply to her obvious taunt. He maintained a casual gait that would have allowed for her to pursue extremely easily. "Nearly the same," he thought rhetorically as he went and then said in a normal yet correcting tone, "Civility comes from the heart little Lila. If you wanted to be civil then your spirit would radiate with it. Undoubtedly you have a heart, right?"
((This reminds me of how I met a past girl friend of mine...But I'm not insinuating anything.))
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Post by Lila Sinclair on May 29, 2011 4:35:08 GMT -5
Lila rolled her eyes again. Fitzwilliam can’t be serious. What happened to freedom of speech and people are entitled to have their own set of opinion? Right, apparently civility trump from how he was trying to force the idea into her. “Oh, I don’t know, I might have dropped it somewhere,” Lila stated sarcastically. Whatever does her heart have anything to do with civility?
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Post by Fitzwilliam Wentworth on May 30, 2011 16:23:06 GMT -5
Her argument was never strong, but he would have to leave her to think over her miserable attempt to deride him. Since he was walking away down the corridor his voice would invariably echo down the multifaceted walls without much effort. So without raising his voice he said, "It's a shame...such beauty and passion, but se la vi. Perhaps when you bridle your attitude with a small degree of self-control and tact then we'll continue our conversation." He continued to walk away down the corridor.
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