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Blaine watched the door, tapping her foot in impatience. Why wasn't Brendon there, yet? He should have been there by now. Maybe he just lost track of time? Yeah. Yeah, that had to be it…
Blaine watched the door, tapping her foot in impatience. Why wasn't Brendon there, yet? He should have been there by now. Maybe he just lost track of time? Yeah. Yeah, that had to be it…
(British slang: Means you're joking with him)
//ahh
Jane laughed. “Not really. You asked for the facts, I gave them to you. The specifics were irrelevant in that scenario.”
Jesse rolled his eyes. "You're confusing me."
(Jane and Jesse's ship name could be JJ…
Random thought…)
//lol
“That’s the goal,” Jane said simply. “Your talent is painting, mine is being confusing.”
(I was thinking the same thing last night)
//I gtg soon maybe now
(Lol. XD)
"Your's is obviously getting paint everywhere." He grabbed a wash cloth. "Lemme get that off your face."
//I gtg soon maybe now
(Nooooo!
Aw… Bye, then…)
Jane stood still and allowed him to wipe the paint off her face. “Thanks,” She said, pulling her hair back into a messy bun with the hair tie she’d had on her wrist. “Ready to move to the Scare Room?”
//I gtg soon maybe now
(Nooooo!
Aw… Bye, then…)
//byeeee
(Bye!)
Brendon walked in sheepishly. He will never admit he fell asleep against the steering wheel. Never. He said to everyone, "Sorry I'm late. I was, uh, busy!"
"Well, finally!" Blaine exclaimed when Brendon walked in. "Late on the first day; setting such a great example…"
Brendon looked down at the ground a light dusting of red on his face, "Yep! Please tell me I'm not the only one."
Blaine laughed awkwardly. "Ah, no, actually, you weren't," she replied. "But you were the latest."
Brendon let out a sigh of relief as he looked back up to her with a smile, "Well that makes me feel a bit better. Now where should I go help out?"
"Uh, let's see… I've got Vender cleaning the trail, Jane and Jesse are painting the set, Nessa… looks like she needs something to do… Hey, Nessa! Why don't you make sure all the makeup is in place? Then you can come with me, Brendon, and we'll make sure the front desk is set up nicely," Blaine directed.
Brendon nodded. He enjoyed seeing Blaine take charge of everything. She seemed to be quite used to it.
Blaine started towards the front, then turned to face Brendon. "Well? You coming?" she asked, almost teasingly.
Brendon followed after her. He smirked, "Yep. Let's do this."
//anyone here
(Hi!)
//hey!
Jane stood still and allowed him to wipe the paint off her face. “Thanks,” She said, pulling her hair back into a messy bun with the hair tie she’d had on her wrist. “Ready to move to the Scare Room?”
//for Sly :)
Jesse nodded. "Do I have paint on my face?"
“A bit,” Jane laughed. She picked up a discarded cloth and attempted to wipe of the small smudge, but the cloth was also covered in paint, and she just ended up smearing it more. “Oops….”
Jesse giggled. 'Do you guys just have washcloths randomly lying around?"
“Yeah,” Jane sighed. “It’s a problem. Nessa- or was it Venus?- once left one out during one of our tours when I was still leading them, and I had to incorporate it into my dialogue… trust me when I say that it is really hard to make a washcloth seem creepy.” She smiled at the memory.
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