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Post by landon miles carter on Mar 6, 2010 5:44:19 GMT
landon smirked. tease.. he teased and caught the controller. alright.. if this is what you're saying ... what is it we're playin?' he asked getting himself comfortable.
Landon watched him from his spot as he set up the console. He wondered what was gong on in his head. So he really wanted to just play games... after that bit of flirting... really.. huh
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Post by Ace Anderson on Mar 6, 2010 5:48:11 GMT
"Tease wouldnt be the word Id use.." He commented, turning on the system, then sticking in the disc. He sat down on the edge of the bed, plugging in their controllers.
'Resident Evil.' Spoke the game as it loaded. He selected the mulit-player option, then clicked start, deciding to play as Leon.
"Choose your battle." He told him, his face expressionless and cold.
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Post by landon miles carter on Mar 6, 2010 20:59:05 GMT
NO? then what word? he asked as he waited. Landon nodded a bit. ah.. I like this game. he said with a grin. Landon had to give him a look when he told him to choose his battle. This kid could switch like nobodies business. hm... okay he said. this cool? he asked picking one.
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Post by Ace Anderson on Mar 6, 2010 21:07:14 GMT
Ace nodded, watching as the game loaded and Leon stood there, looking like an angel in his TV. The guy was good looking, Ace would give him that. And if he was real, he would have been all over that.
Leon ran forward, aiming at a dog and shooting it before continuing about his way.
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Post by landon miles carter on Mar 6, 2010 23:03:26 GMT
Landon started as well. landon glanced over at him. SHe smirked some. Setting his controller aside he turned and pounced on ace. I dont wanna play no more.. he told him. lets do something else. he leaned back some still straddling him and poked his side playfully.
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Post by Ace Anderson on Mar 7, 2010 0:31:09 GMT
"O-oh really? What do you have in mind?" He asked, looking up at him. There was something odd about this, something unfamiliar. And he didnt know what to do. Did he tell him no now? O-or suggest something else, something less painful?
"What do you wanna do?"
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