From: molly_mormon	Date: February 3rd, 2011 02:41 am (UTC)		(Link)

"You're not exactly doing anything to contradict the rumors, either, though." She shrugged slightly and shifted her weight to her other leg.

"Okay, whenever works for me." She smirked slightly and wondered if she was putting this punk kid off his game. He seemed relatively harmless to her, but then they were under adult supervision at the moment, too.

"Just let me know when you're ready." She glanced back to the desk she'd abandoned to sharpen her pencil and gestured toward it with her chin. "I should probably get back to the fruit."

	From: cantspell	Date: February 12th, 2011 07:04 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"I shouldn't have to," Ciaran replied. "They're stupid rumours; only idiots believe that kind of stuff."

Why was it on his shoulders to change things? He hadn't started the rumours. And it wasn't his fault if his behaviour didn't dissuade people from thinking those things, wasn it? What did she expect him to do, start picking flowers and petting bunnies?

"Okay. I can email you or...something." As a Jesus freak, wasn't she meant to be shier, more of a wallflower? She dressed the part, but she seemed sort of...pushy, in a way. Ciaran didn't know what to make of that.

"Yeah, I'll get back to my...not fruit," he replied. "It needs finishing so that I can show Eastman."