From: howemuchtrouble	Date: April 6th, 2011 01:05 am (UTC)		(Link)

Ah, there it was. Keegan released Meka and stepped to the side after getting elbowed, setting his hand on his side for the moment. "Hey, you can't blame a guy for trying. And you know classy should never be permitted to describe me."

	From: learntofly	Date: April 6th, 2011 01:26 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Fair enough, but I can elbow the shit out of him for trying," she said taking out another cigarette with a big grin.

"You my dear friend are not classy," she laughed. "But us nerds are the pinnacle of classy," she said shaking her head. "Yeah, Meka Palakiko, classiest bitch on the planet."

	From: howemuchtrouble	Date: April 6th, 2011 01:35 am (UTC)		(Link)

Meka only gained a wide smile to the first statement. Or threat. Keegan preferred to look at it like a statement, though.

"Oh, totally. The epitome of class, standing out here in the woods swearing and smoking," Keegan snickered, and looked at his pack as if he was debating a third. It was almost worth it as it would be another while before he could get out.

"Rowan is just as classy," he said as he pulled out another. One more before he headed back. "Ya know, dating me and all."

	From: learntofly	Date: April 6th, 2011 02:10 am (UTC)		(Link)

"See? Told you," she laughed. "Real, true class. Fucking Queen of Sheba."

"She is though," Meka grinned. "I think she brought your classy level up, like..." she hold out her hand, showing just a little space between her thumb and forefinger. "This much," she teased.

	From: howemuchtrouble	Date: April 7th, 2011 12:52 am (UTC)		(Link)

Keegan laughed, letting the laughter fade a bit before he put the cigarette between his lips and lit it.

"I... wasn't aware I had any class to begin with," he added as an afterthought, letting the smoke come out with his words. "Good to know I at least have a little now. Minimal though it may be."

	From: learntofly	Date: April 7th, 2011 01:58 am (UTC)		(Link)

She laughed kindly. "Well my friend, I think we all have a small amount of class, no matter how minuscule it may or may not be," she grinned.

She puffed on her cigarette with a shit eating grin on her face. "Still... a cinco de mayo luau is a pretty classy idea."