Weak Match Doesnt Burn Long.

Jayson blushed slightly at her comment about her experiences with boys. He should have expected that, from the way she was acting. It made more sense than thinking that she'd taken an irrational disliking to him (well, he'd hoped it was irrational- but he was in no position to say). Not entirely sure what to say about it, he muttered incoherent apologies and notes of sympathy and that men were idiots sometimes.

"I'm Jayze," he said gently after that, "I don't have any extra clothes on me... but you can have my sweater if you want it," he suggested, remembering he had a tshirt under it. He pulled it off and handed it to her, not minding that it knocked his hat off.


((600 posts for teh woot!))

Michyle shook his head, then takes his sweatter when he gave it to her.. she looked at herself.. then almost split second, the burned shirt was off, and she was wearing the sweatter, she looked at the biurn shirt, thewn looked at him, then blinked, as she looked down. feeling, as well as hearing her belly growl. She blushed looking uo at him, after"er... you dont have to give me good..but..umm..where is the cafeteria?' she asked blinking.

Jayze had been glancing elsewhere throughout all of this. Even if it was more that her clothes were almost falling off- he still felt wrong looking at a girl while she changed. In truth, he felt a bit odd looking at anyone while they changed, but different reasons for different genders. He turned his attention back to her at the question, trying to think of how best to answer.

"Um, the student kitchens are on the first floor. I could bring you there, if you wanted, make sure you don't get lost," he offered with a soft smile, glad that she seemed a bit more at-ease near him.

*Michyle smiled to him"ok, that would be good" she says, suddenly, her pants and underwear falls off, having broken apart, she looked down, and blushed, then attempted to act natural, "if its ok, if you take me" she would be saying, and scratching her head some.


[if your offended, with the bit of her pants and underwear falling off, tell me, ]

(I'm fine with it. Jayze Oh the other hand...)

Jayze nodded uncertainly at her request, not entirely sure what to do with the rest of her clothing falling off, leaving her in, pretty much, only his sweater. She seemed all right with it, though, so he nodded again, mumbled something about following him, motioned for her to, and went inside the building. He really needed to get better at dealing with girls.


(It's actually kinda related to the bit of the comic I drew this week. x3)

[heh..man.. i so need ya on msn mesenger, i would be rping something more along the lines of my characters being naked]

Michyle followed, blushing some, she grabs a skirt, that was just lying there, waiting to be taken out, and puts it on, blinking a bit, she also felt her belly growl, and blushed more. looking around a little, some of the lights, flickered a bit, as they passed,

[ahhh hehehe]

((Don't have MSN, sorry. should we just move this on over tot eh dining hall?))

[that would be better