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Post by isabella jenkins on Jan 16, 2008 16:19:44 GMT -5
This was one of the reasons Bella considered Delilah to be such a good friend; there were things they argued bitterly about, and since Bella loved a good argument, to her it couldn't be a better pair.
She laughed lightly at the joked, nodded her agreement. "See? I knew you'd see it my way." She laughed again, and then promptly shrugged apathetically. "Exactly. And why not return the favor?" She ran her fingers through her hair. "Ha ha ha. Very amusing," she said in a dry tone.
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Post by delilah ilyana norton on Jan 16, 2008 16:44:43 GMT -5
"Yeah, I guess so." She smiled. "Im kinda hungry." She complained. She only fed on humans when she absolutely had to. She tried to avoid it. "Maybe I'll eat like... a cheese burger or something like that." She did enjoy cheesebergers. "Yeah, a cheeseberger, and some fries." Kikin' it teenage style. "What do you say we get off of this roof, and go do something to get my mind off of food?" She laughed lightly. She always enjoyed hanging out with her best friend.
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Post by isabella jenkins on Jan 16, 2008 17:00:37 GMT -5
Bella didn't really care for most human food, but at the moment a cheeseburger and fries sounded like just what she needed. She turned and nodded to Delilah, grinning. "A cheeseburger sounds good, actually. I haven't eaten dinner yet." She laughed and turned over towards the door to the stairs. "Let's get outta here."
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Post by delilah ilyana norton on Jan 16, 2008 17:08:06 GMT -5
"Yummy. Cheeseburgers." She walked over to the door with Bella, and opened, "Ladies first." She giggled. She was surprised Bella wanted human food, instead of blood. "Where do you suppose we go?" She asked. Maybe there would be something to eat in the hotel. "I dont think we'll find a burger, but maybe something else equaly good."
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Post by isabella jenkins on Jan 16, 2008 17:28:50 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes and stayed right where she was by the door. "I don't know why you insist upon it, but fine. Go ahead," she joked, shrugging nonchalantly. "I don't really care, as long as I can get something decent to eat." She knew there were various restaurants in the hotel; she had, after all, watched most of them being built. "If not a burger, then the person who makes them..." she suggested with a devilish grin.
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Post by delilah ilyana norton on Jan 17, 2008 7:15:16 GMT -5
She laughed at Bellas last comment, "We will not eat the nice man or woman who makes us food! If I hear another peep out of you, Im turning this car around, and we're going home!" She walked through the door, shutting it behind her, and climbed the stairs. "I wish there were more exciting things to do besides eat, sleep, and hangout. I mean, all fun activities, but it gets boring after a while." She frowned, and looked at her watch. It was getting late, but she didn't really care. "Alright, where to go?"
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Post by isabella jenkins on Jan 17, 2008 9:17:50 GMT -5
Bella frowned. "Fine. Take all the fun out of being a vampire; I don't care." She crossed her arms over her chest childishly and looked away from Delilah, pouting playfully. This only lasted for about three seconds, however, for after that she saw that her friend was about to close the door and quickly rushed after her. "There are more exciting things," she assured her. "You just have to look hard enough to find them." She had been the same way when she'd first arrived at the hotel; restless and constantly complaining about the lack of things to do. "Anywhere is fine with me, as long as there is bearable food."
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Post by delilah ilyana norton on Jan 17, 2008 16:10:32 GMT -5
"I will take all the fun out of it!" She nudged her friend, and laughed. "It seems like im the wet blanket of the two of us," She frowned, "How is that? Im the youngest, your like two million." Delilah was always one for teasing Bella about her age. She figured Bella didnt even notice when she shot a joke her way, after all she did it so often. "I say we go down to the deli or something, I kinda want a sammich." Yes, a sammich, thats what hes called it since she was little.
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Post by isabella jenkins on Jan 17, 2008 16:24:06 GMT -5
"Yeah well, not while I'm still undead. I'd say you got quite the wait ahead of you," she joked. "Hey now!" she yelled, eyebrows raised incredulously and arms crossed. "One hundred thirty-one, thank you very much, and looking damn good too, if I do say so myself." She had gotten used to the age jokes over time, but that didn't mean she couldn't make a case for herself, did it? "Mmm, depends on the type of sandwich." She hated most kinds, but the occasional meatball she could definitely tolerate.
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Post by delilah ilyana norton on Jan 17, 2008 16:45:49 GMT -5
"Then again, I might just stop being a wet blanket, and put the fun back in. We should go to a party in the hotel, or crash a party in the hotel, or start our own party in the hotel." Maybe she was getting a little ahead of herself. "Oh, you and your age rants." She laughed, then she thought about what kinda of sandwiches they sold at the deli in the hotel, "Im not sure, i think maybe like italian stuff. You know, sammiches."
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Post by isabella jenkins on Jan 17, 2008 17:35:51 GMT -5
Bella shook her head. "Yeah well, good luck finding one in this place." She didn't really feel like partying at the moment; she just wanted to eat and hang out without the interruption of humans to spoil her mood. "Hey, it's only a matter of time before you start acting like that too," she warned. "And besides, I'm not that bad." She though for a second. She was sure she'd never had an Italian sandwich before; she wasn't even completely sure she knew what one was. She shrugged. "Whatever that is."
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Post by delilah ilyana norton on Jan 17, 2008 17:44:34 GMT -5
"Dont rain on my parade now Bella." She smiled, and thought for a few moments. She came to the conclusion that she loved Bella, she was her closest friend and she adored her very much. But Delilah wouldn't want to have an extreame hate for humans like Bella did. "An italian food, like... heroes, and stuff." She nodded, and smiled, continueing down the hall. She occasionaly made a small 'hm' noise, she tended to do that when she thought. Which meant she did that alot, because her brain never stopped for a second.
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Post by isabella jenkins on Jan 17, 2008 18:20:56 GMT -5
"Aww, but it's so much fun," she pouted. Delilah was like a little sister to her, and she loved messing with her like that. At the mention of the word 'heroes', Bella licked her lips hungrily, not realizing Delilah was talking about a sandwich and not an actual hero. "Hmmm, I don't think I've ever bitten a hero before. I didn't know there were any at the hotel." She heard the tiny 'hm' noise her friend made that told her she was thinking about something. "Penny for your thoughts?"
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Post by delilah ilyana norton on Jan 23, 2008 15:36:04 GMT -5
Delilah laughed at Bellas Heroes comment. "Im 'fraid we dont have any..." She shook her head, "I would have eaten them already." She joked. Even though it seemed Delilah was all against hurting humans; she fought the force to bite almost every single one of them. She wanted to; she really did, but whenever she thought about how she was once like them, and was saddened. Maybe it was better that way. She laughed when Bella said, 'penny for your thoughts'. She shook her head, and wrapped her arms around bella, pinning her arms down, "I love you hoe." She laughed, and let go. "And yes..." She smiled, "I just called you a hoe." She nodded.
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Post by isabella jenkins on Jan 23, 2008 16:35:48 GMT -5
This comment truly confused Isabella; she was old, and rather smart in her own right, but there were definitely things she had yet to learn. "Well then, why are you offering what we don't have?" Nevertheless, she shook off her confusion and continued walking. She laughed lightly at Delilah's joke, shaking her head. "See? Now that's a vampire." She knew Delilah probably wouldn't have gone quite so far, but she would definitely have been tempted to.
She raised an eyebrow, looking at her friend inquisitively. "I love you too...although I'm not sure it has anything to do with garden tools," she stated, only half-joking.
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