temperence (temperence) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-04-17 21:55:00

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argo, inactive - alisa lebeau, team - champions

Afternoon Ice Cream Outing
If there was anything Alisa knew about Argo, it was that he was a loyal, trustworthy friend... and he had an incredible with chocolate ice cream. She needed someone to talk to, and he was there. With a charming smile, Alisa had managed to get Argo to come with her to an ice cream parlor in the French Quarter... one that did not have a bunch of kids running about to drive them nuts. She ordered him his favorite chocolate ice cream, and she got herself a cup of vanilla ice cream with sprinkles.

Alisa was still dressed in her work clothes, a pair of black army boots, blue, baggy cargo pants, and a black tank top with a bra underneath. She seemed to have a variation of the same outfit, so she would never get bored. It was a whole new thing to have a wardrobe of her own, and she planned on taking advantage of that! She just hoped Nick did not mind that she took an early break, but she needed someone to talk to... other than him.

"T'anks for comin' wit' me, Argo. Ah jus'... well... ah sorta needed a good friend to talk to." Alisa smiled, putting her spoon into her ice cream and then taking a bit of it. She never really had ice cream until she and Ennie lived on their own. It was a big treat for her, though she was not much of a sweet tooth. "Dis place 'as some o' de best ice cream in de quarter! T'ink you'll like it!"

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	son_of_hercules 2010-04-24 12:34 am UTC (link)
	Argo laughed, loud and booming at that. "If that doth occur, I shalt be happy to push thee about." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

temperence
2010-04-24 01:09 am UTC (link)

"Oh? You'd push me about in a wheel barrow? You be such a man, Argo!" Alisa was still holding her sides as she kept laughing and walking with Argo. The two probably looked either drunk, or very merry. it was open to interpretation. "No chariot? Ah mean, dere so many fun t'ings we could do wit' one o' dem! Like race down de streets, be part o' de parade, 'ave a romantic trist..." She battered her eye lashes, looking up at Argo and then busting out laughing, again.

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	son_of_hercules 2010-04-24 01:41 am UTC (link)
	Argo smiled mirthfully again and flexed a bicep. "Sadly, mine chariot doth be back in Olympus and be not easily claimethed," he said. "When next I visit mine home, so shalt I remember to bringth it back with me, and I shalt giveth thee a ride in it. This, doth I promise." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	temperence 2010-04-24 01:49 am UTC (link)
	"Can ah ask what kinda ride dat would be?" Alisa smirked, nudging Argo some. "Mon dieu, you are like stone! My flirtatious attitude an' seductive words seem to 'ave no effect on you!" She then pouted, placing her hands on her hips. "Ah don' get you. You go wit' floozies, but when it comes to me, you'd rather be friends! You doth confuse me, Argo!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

son_of_hercules
2010-04-24 09:46 pm UTC (link)

"Aye," Argo agreed, bowing his head slightly. "I doth confuse mineself as well. Were thee any other woman, Alisa, I wouldst take thee up upon thy flirtations."

"But we didst meet as friends, and friends I wouldst like to stay. I hath seldom called upon any 'floozie' a second time... and hath never maintained a relationship of that nature for long. Friends, I hath kept for longer... and I wouldst like to keep thee long in my heart."

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